"Yours, you're talking nonsense..." Ding Caiyan held onto the clothes tightly and said, "You just said that this clothing was reserved by a client, so how is it yours now..."
"Unfortunately, I am the client you were talking about." Bai Yingqing gave her a contemptuous glance, looking at the woman like she was trash, with complete disdain in her eyes.
Because, with just one sentence from Ding Caiyan, it was already exposed that this clothing didn't belong to her.
"You could sell it to me!" Ding Caiyan indeed liked this clothing and didn't want to let others have it. As long as she had a way to make it hers, she would do anything.
"Sell it to you?" Bai Yingqing let out a cold laugh.
Not to mention whether she really liked the dress or not, even if she didn't, she wouldn't give it to Ding Caiyan. Besides, from what position does she think she has the right to compete with me for something?
"Yes, I'll buy it." Ding Caiyan answered decisively.
