My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 340: Three Hundred Thirty-Nine, Chance Encounter Chapter 340: Three Hundred Thirty-Nine, Chance Encounter “Slap!” A slapping sound resonated.

“I want to try it now, go get it for me.”

“Let’s go see, which aunty is so angry.” Ye Shuangshuang indignantly pressed through the crowd, already squeezing into the throng of people.

Song Yan Ning wasn’t interested in these affairs. Seeing both Ye Shuangshuang and Song Yanli dive into the crowd, she reluctantly followed them.

After much difficulty, the three of them made their way to the front, and saw a middle-aged woman, both stout and dark, dressed in a red dress, holding an Hermès bag, towering arrogantly over a shop assistant.

The shop assistant, her face slightly swollen, was helplessly crying.

“That’s too much!” Ye Shuangshuang walked up beside the shop assistant, furiously confronting the middle-aged woman, “They have already explained to you that it’s not available, yet you insist they fetch it for you to try, and you even hit them. Don’t you think that’s over the line?”

“Who are you?” the middle-aged woman disdainfully sized up Ye Shuangshuang.

Ye Shuangshuang put her hands on her hips, ready to confront her, “I am just someone who can’t stand injustice. Don’t think you are superior just because you have some money. In Beijing, there are plenty more people richer and more powerful than you.”

The middle-aged woman snorted coldly, “I am rich, I am incredible, and besides, I come to the counter to enjoy the service. If her service is not thorough, can’t I teach her a lesson?”

Ye Shuangshuang glared fiercely at the middle-aged woman, “Others are already good enough to serve you, don’t you know what you look like? Also, that Hermès of yours is fake, aren’t you ashamed to carry it around?”

“That’s you who’s fake! This was brought back from abroad by my best friend,” the middle-aged woman retorted angrily. This bag was her only Hermès, which she cherished dearly. If it weren’t for visiting the Zhongtian Department Store today, she wouldn’t have brought it out.

is fake. If you don’t believe it, let’s do a test,” Ye Shuangshuang challenged the middle-aged woman. Her mother loved bags, and every year,

confidence, the middle-aged woman started to doubt her own bag. Could it really be

and Song Yanli, “Xiao Ning, Xiao Li, wait here

what you’re looking for?” Song Yan Ning took out a magnetic stone, which she

as she reached for

know a bit about bags

middle-aged woman, “Let me tell you a secret about Hermès. The metal clasps on Hermès bags aren’t

hand moved towards the metal clasp on the

soft metallic

firmly to the metal clasp

“It really stuck.”

heard about this, I never thought it would

and daring to go out, aren’t

yuan; how it could be a fake.” Although she knew nothing about bags, the murmurs from the crowd made her realize her bag was not genuine. It wasn’t carrying a fake that was embarrassing, but being exposed in front of a

dressed in a uniform came

the shop assistant quickly

nodded and looked at the middle-aged woman, “Ma’am, you should apologize for your behavior.” She had just gone to a meeting and returned to find this mess. She had been working here for nearly three years and rarely encountered

was your shop assistant who was rude first,” said the middle-aged woman, already infuriated and

assistant next to her, “Xiao

She was in the service

“Hit her back.”

Li stared at the manager