She looked up and saw a delicate-looking Wen Ke’er in a red dress and a white fur-collar jacket swaying as she appeared in the flagship store.

There was no one in Yun Cheng who did not know Wen Ke’er. She was a famous celebrity and was known as the national goddess.

Not only was she the daughter of a famous family, but she was also Feng Yunan’s rumored girlfriend.

It was not the first time she had come to the store. She used to come here often, and Bao Juhua would personally receive her every time.

“Miss Wen, what brings you here? Come in!” Bao Juhua greeted.

Everyone knew that she was Feng Yunan’s girlfriend, so the staff were very respectful towards her.

Some of the new employees asked for her autograph excitedly.

A colleague next to her asked Qiao Ruoxi, “Hey, Qiao Ruoxi, do you want to go get an autograph? Let’s go together?”

“No, I don’t like to chase celebrities.”

Qiao Ruoxi declined politely.

Even if she liked celebrities, she would never chase after a female celebrity like Wen Ke’er, who pretended to be a celebrity but had a backstory.

Wen Ke’er smiled warmly as she patiently signed autographs for the shop assistants.

There were no other customers at the moment. It was basically the whole crowd surrounding Wen Ke’er, serving her alone.

In everyone’s eyes, Wen Ke’er was the perfect candidate to become the future wife of the Feng family. Now that there was a chance to curry favor with her, of course everyone would fight to do so.

“Miss Wen, please take a look. There are many new designs in our store.”

Bao Juhua nodded and followed beside Wen Ke’er.

“Sure, I’ll take a look myself.”

Wen Ke’er began to wander around the store. Unknowingly, she turned to the counter where Qiao Ruoxi was. When she looked at Qiao Ruoxi, her eyes flashed with provocation.

She had already asked her assistant to check in advance and learned that Qiao Ruoxi was working at Dirui Ling’s flagship store.

She was just a little shop assistant.

Wen Ke’er thought that Qiao Ruoxi was already married to Feng Yunan, but Feng Yunan did not promote her and give her a better job. What did this mean?

At least it could be said that Feng Yunan did not care about her at all.

Such a dispensable woman holding the title of Mrs. Feng was really too hard to accept.

She had to think of a way to make her back off and ask for a divorce. She had to get rid of her as soon as possible.

Wen Ke’er snorted in her heart and moved her heels to Qiao Ruoxi.

She pretended not to know Qiao Ruoxi and pointed at a diamond ankle bracelet in the glass cabinet. “Let me try this.”

Qiao Ruoxi stared coldly at Wen Ke’er and did not help her with the diamond ankle bracelet.

Bao Juhua stepped forward and reminded her, “Ruoxi, Miss Wen wants to try the ankle bracelet. Why are you still standing there?”

Well, it was working hours now. The other party was a customer and she was a shop assistant. There was no reason for her not to serve her.

Qiao Ruoxi opened the closet door and gently took out the ankle bracelet that Wen Ke’er had specified with her white-gloved hands and placed it on the counter.

“Miss Wen, you can try.”

If it was a normal customer, they would definitely try it on themselves. But it was different for Wen Ke’er.

She did not take the anklet and instead turned to sit on the sofa in the central resting area. She supported her thin chin with one hand and crossed a slender leg over the other.

Bao Juhua immediately understood what Wen Ke’er meant. She picked up the anklet and leaned over. “Miss Wen, let me put it on for you, alright?”

Before Bao Juhua could touch Wen Ke’er’s ankle, Wen Ke’er stopped and pointed at Qiao Ruoxi. “Let her help me put it on.”

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