The middle-aged man glanced at her and sized Shen Wanci up and down: "Who are you? What if I break it by touching it? Can you afford to pay for it?"

"Qin Yuezhi hasn't seen such an arrogant person in a long time, "Clothes that get ruined just by touching them, the store wouldn't dare to accept them,"

She glanced at the LOGO, which she had never seen before, "What kind of cheap clothes are they selling here? This place sells high-end luxury goods, not worn-out junk."

Qin Yuezhi considered herself to be very respectful of the elderly and young, but this person's arrogant attitude was really infuriating.

"It's a French brand that specializes in men's handmade suits, it's rather niche."

She replied, Shen Wanci.

"You know this?"

"Well, Bo Jingzhou mostly wears clothes from this brand."

“...”

Qin Yuezhi's eyes widened in surprise. She first glanced at the dress, then looked at Shen Wanci: "This dress?"

Is this Bo Jinyu's?

She said that it was strange for Wanci to be interested in secondhand, and even men's clothes. Wasn't Bo Jingzhou still solvent? He wouldn't have fallen so low as to wear other people's clothes, would he?

Shen Wanci: "Bo Jingzhou has the same style, but men's clothing styles are pretty similar, it should just be that things look alike."

Qin Yue shook her head: "Impossible, if it were a custom-made piece, it wouldn't be possible to collide. Even if the overall appearance was similar, the details wouldn't be exactly the same. Why don't you take a look?"

The middle-aged man overheard their conversation, "What are you trying to do? Robbing us, huh? Just touch lips and the clothes are yours? What if I went to the bank and said all the money belonged to me, wouldn't I be rich?"

He shielded his body from their gazes and waved impatiently: "Don't buy it if you don't want to, just stay out of it."

After finishing, she looked at the clerk with shining eyes: "How much is this dress? It's custom-made, so it must be very expensive, right?"

If this were sold, how much could it be bet on?

That dead girl, she has such expensive clothes and is still pretending to be poor in front of him. I don't even know what stage their relationship is at. She buys clothes that are custom-made, so when they get married, they'll have to buy a car and a house with several million yuan dowry.

He's going to get rich, isn't he? The more he thought about it, the more excited he got, and his wrinkles seemed to bloom.

Clerk: "It is rather expensive..."

Before he could finish his words, a petite figure rushed in through the door like a whirlwind. Before anyone could react, she snatched the clothes away: "I won't sell it, I won't sell this dress!"

The middle-aged man reacted first, his face changing color. He turned around and grabbed the other end of the clothes: "Let go of me, you bastard! I raised you, supported you through university, and you didn't study hard or find a good job to make money for me. Instead, you followed your mother around, flirting with random men. Now even when I want to sell a piece of clothing, you stop me? You ungrateful wretch, shameless thing..."

He cursed like a madman, vulgar and obscene. It was as if the person before him wasn't his daughter, but some arch-nemesis he loathed with every fiber of his being.

Xie Chu Yi had long been numb to these words from him, but at this moment, she felt an unprecedented humiliation, as if she had been stripped naked and thrown into the street.

She held onto the clothes tightly, refusing to let go: "You can sell anything else, but you absolutely cannot touch this one."

"Alright," the middle-aged man replied crisply, "This is your boyfriend's clothes, right? Bring him home for me to see, and I won't sell this piece of clothing."

Xie Chuyi knew him too well. As soon as he proposed this condition, she knew what he wanted to do and refused: "No, and he's not my boyfriend."

"You're not his woman, and he gave you such expensive clothes? Do you think I'm stupid? If you don't bring him back, get out of my sight and stop wasting my time making money."

"I would never let you touch this dress."

"Damn you..."

The middle-aged man was about to raise his hand and hit her, but the clerk stepped in at the critical moment to stop the scene: "Sorry, we don't accept this kind of clothes in our store. Not only do we not accept it, but no other stores will either. It's a custom-made piece. No matter how expensive it was when you bought it, it won't sell for anything even if you try to sell it."

The man, no longer caring about fighting, let go of his grip and took a step forward to the clerk's face. "What do you mean?"

Qin Yue was happily munching on melon, not even bothering to look at the screen. The boss called her several times but couldn't pull her attention back, so he finally joined in on the gossip.

Xi Euchu Yi patted the wrinkles on her clothes gently, planning to take the clothes and leave while her father argued with the salesperson. Just as she turned around, she was stopped by Shen Wanci, "I'm sorry, may I ask, who gave you this dress?"

Xie Chuyi's eyes were red, and her voice trembled: "No."

Seeing the resistance in her eyes, she hurriedly said, "I have no other meaning. I just think this dress is very pretty and want to buy one for my husband, so I wanted to ask him where it's from."

Xié Chüyí clutched her clothes and walked away without a word.

Qin Yuezhi: “Should we go after them and ask for clarification?”

"Have you bought the watch yet?"

Since the other party wasn't willing to speak, she couldn't just tie them up and force a confession, could she?

Qin Yuezhi shook the gift box in her hand, her face full of heartache: "I bought it, over 100,000 yuan! Qin Jingrui is really a prodigal son. If he can't earn back this money in the future, I'll beat him to a pulp."

Shen Wanci smiled and said, "You should ask your lawyer Huo to take him around more, one lawsuit at a time."

"Give it up, I'm afraid our Qin family will be wiped out."

"...If you have an opinion about Mr. Hawley, don't curse your own family."

"He can't find a girlfriend, he has no girlfriend, where would children come from? He either has no offspring or is an orphan."

"Ms. Shen, isn't Lawyer Huo's girlfriend you?"

“Wasn’t I just thinking about kicking him out? And with someone as stupid as me, who got herself into this mess by eating meat, how many people in the world would there be like that?”

Shen Wanci: "..."

After leaving the secondhand luxury goods store, the two went their separate ways.

Bo Jingzhou had an appointment today and hasn't come back yet. Shen Wanci went to the cloakroom and searched through it several times but couldn't find that dress.

Having nothing better to do and being in the cloakroom anyway, she might as well pack her luggage. She didn't bring many clothes; a 30-inch suitcase was already packed to the brim, but this amount of stuff wouldn't be enough to support her for that long abroad.

So she hates winter.

She packed her things and carried her suitcase downstairs. It was still early, and Shen Wanci was bored, so she took out paper and pencil to draw.

When Bo Jingzhou came back, he saw her squatting by the tea table. “Wanwan, what are you doing?”

"Here, draw this," Shen Wanci handed him the drawing. "Do you think this outfit looks nice?"

What she painted looked just like the garment she had seen at the Secondhand Boutique, a piece that felt familiar.

(Editor in charge：fate visual novel)