Read Novel Full Chapter 4040: You Think Your Sister Guan Yan Is Poor
Chapter 4040: Chapter 4040: You Think Your Sister Guan Yan Is Poor
Zhang Yang’s message asking her to change her group nickname was still hanging there, brazenly slapping her in the face...plus, she also got irritated while buying engagement jewelry.
Li Mo’s fingers tightened around the phone, her face growing more and more distasteful.
At this moment, the store clerk who went in first came out with a paper bag, respectfully returning the Black Card to the beautiful woman next to her: "Miss Guan, please take your jewelry."
Guan?
Li Mo caught a snippet of the conversation.
She ran through her mind the people in Beijing with the surname Guan.
She hadn’t been back in the country for long and had only met one or two people with the surname Guan, but they were not of notable status in her eyes.
Li Mo coldly watched as the beautiful woman put the card away, stood up, lifted the paper bag, and left without even checking the several million worth of jewelry inside.
"Heh." She let out a cold, mocking laugh, as if ridiculing the other for putting on airs. She even fiddled with her newly done manicure, recalling a phrase she had heard: The poorer people are, the more they like to pretend to be wealthy!
Some poor people struggle just to survive, yet they have a penchant for purchasing luxury goods they cannot afford. Such people can’t afford Brand H handbags, so they buy belts, accessories. It’s as if purchasing luxury items would elevate them into high society.
This woman was probably one of those.
Buying a set of jewelry worth several million without batting an eye, not even checking it, was just to flaunt in front of them.
True wealthy people, even if they could afford such things, do not mean they wouldn’t check or carefully pick and choose... only in a poor person’s imagination is wealth so shallow!
Li Mo watched the woman’s departing figure, more convinced she was some sugar baby kept by an old rich man, flaunting her benefactor’s Black Card at SEVEN.
She couldn’t be bothered to argue with such people, lowering herself to their level.
"Miss Li, your necklace has been packaged for you." At that moment, her sales clerk also came out, handing her an equally exquisite paper bag.
Li Mo picked up the bag and pulled out a card: "Swipe it."
"Alright." The clerk took the card with both hands, carefully swiped the payment, then returned the card to Li Mo, asking softly: "Miss Li, would you like us to take you home?"
This was a standard service offered by the store.
When guests purchase jewelry, if needed, they ensure the guests’ safe return home.
This was also part of SEVEN’s unique service policy.
Even the car used to send customers was a black Rolls-Royce Phantom, low-key yet classy, reflecting SEVEN’s brand philosophy.
Thinking about today’s distressing incidents and having not brought her driver, Li Mo just casually nodded her chin: "Sure."
The clerk went off to make the arrangements.
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Meanwhile.
Guan Yan, the one Li Mo internally criticized for flaunting wealth, had just walked out of the mall, took out her car keys, and opened the door of her Bentley parked by the roadside, tossing the paper bag inside.
She bent down into the driver’s seat, about to fasten her seatbelt.
Guan Yan looked up, and through the car’s glass, she saw the woman who had been competing with her for jewelry in the store leaving the mall just a step behind her, surrounded by black-clad bodyguards.
"Tsk." She clicked her tongue, recalling the vaguely critical glances Li Mo had directed at her earlier, finding it amusing.
But Guan Yan had encountered all kinds of people and had no interest in engaging with someone as transparently superficial as Li Mo. She spent the whole time shaking her leg and playing with her phone, not engaging with Li Mo’s unreasonable scrutiny and judgment.
It was then that the phone placed on the passenger seat rang.
She reached out to pick up the phone and saw Qin Si’s name flashing on the screen.