The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Chapter 1506 - 1505: Crashing the Scene

Jin Qiao 'kindly' reminded, she unleashed her strength, letting the woman see that even a maid like Jin Qiao was so formidable, not to mention the young man's strength.The greed that flashed in her eyes disappeared due to the maid's intimidation.

Wang Han smoothly entered the tailor shop with two maids; as long as they passed the obstacle of the housekeeper, everyone inside was extremely enthusiastic towards them.

Their enthusiasm toward others was essentially enthusiasm toward money.

"May I ask if this gentleman has any preferred fabric? We generally tailor women's clothing here; is the gentleman ordering clothes as a gift?"

A refined woman stood close to Wang Han, with a unique fragrance on her, making people feel comfortable.

Wang Han wanted to ask where the fragrance on the woman came from but decided against it, remembering he had more important business.

"Indeed, it is for gifting."

Wang Han nonchalantly looked around, seeing no abnormalities, before raising his eyebrows at the woman in pink: "I want to gift clothes to a woman I like; just unsure what styles women typically prefer. Since the lady ahead is choosing carefully, perhaps I should select what she chooses."

Having targeted his choice, Wang Han graciously approached the woman in pink.

"Sir, every time Miss Qin comes here, she chooses the finest fabrics. To be honest, although they're excellent, the price is slightly high."

The woman sensibly stopped talking midway.

"Expensive? The woman in my heart is priceless."

"Yes, our young master is certainly not short of money."

After Wang Han spoke, Jin Qiao followed suit with her voice.

The woman, noticing their disinterest in discussing money, adhered to the tailor's shop welcoming protocol and seriously introduced the fabrics to Wang Han.

Qin Qing was accompanied by two women, mothers who regularly made clothes for Qin Qing. They knew Qin Qing's preference for pink, recommending expensive fabrics to her. As soon as Qin Qing entered, she fancied several pieces, but buying them all was too much, so she looked at a few more, hoping to be so dazzled she wouldn't act impulsively.

"Miss, this is cold silk, produced by silk spit from the cold cicadas in the Extreme Cold Land. This silk grows only ten meters a year; a bolt of fabric requires a substantial amount of silk, surely no one knows better than you, right?"

The mothers saw Qin Qing's eyes sparkle at the cold silk, eager to possess it immediately; knowing Qin Qing was tempted, they insisted she buy it.

"Moreover, this cold silk, besides being rare and expensive, is notably cool to wear during heatwaves. All pampered ladies we've seen can't bear discomfort; even in the hottest weather, wearing this cold silk ensures comfort."

The mothers had already swayed Qin Qing, seeing her indecisive expression, they knew there was hope this time.

"Wrap up this cold silk for me."

Qin Qing rejoiced greatly; after the introduction from the mothers, she wanted to own the fabric immediately.

Just as she thought she only needed to pay, without any worries, another mother approached the one introducing fabrics to Qin Qing, whispering something, causing a sudden change on the mother's face.

Qin Qing sensed something amiss, the premonition of impending misfortune grew stronger.

"Ms. Qin, I'm afraid this fabric cannot be sold to you."

The mother watched Qin Qing's expression closely, relieved when she didn't react violently, though her face darkened.

"What's going on? Why can't the fabric I wanted be sold to me?"

Since the item is here without a sign stating it can't be sold, why shouldn't it be sold to her?

"Or do you want to raise the price upon my interest? Tell me, what's the price?"

This is the simplest solution.

Qin Qing arrogantly believed that enough money would surely tempt these mothers, unexpectedly her usual shrewd calculations proved ineffective here.

The mother glanced down at her crossed hands, murmuring: "Ms. Qin, this isn't a matter of money this time. The fabric has already been purchased, but we failed to register the sale properly, unable to remove the item in time. We apologize for the inconvenience."

Already sold?

Qin Qing worked hard to choose something she liked, deciding she must acquire it, only for it to suddenly change; how could Qin Qing bear this?

"Sir, is this the 'show' you brought us to see?"

Jin Qiao whispered, audible only to Wang Han, staring earnestly at Qin Qing with the other two awaiting their master's intriguing action.

"Yes, but it's my speculation whether we see a good show or not; everything is fate's arrangement, who can say?"

Wang Han's thoughts closely aligned with current developments, yet she wouldn't dare overestimate herself before her companions, as appropriate humility sometimes offers a way out.

"Every time the master jokes, it's a worthwhile show. Once the master spots something, there's always a highlight, Jin Qiao and Yin Qiao shall wait."

Jin Qiao had just finished talking, expecting to wait a while for a show, but the sound had barely died down when there was movement from Qin Qing.

"Tell me, who insists on being at odds with me, who wants to snatch this fabric from me?"

Pffft.

Someone nearby snickered.

The mothers had explained someone had already selected the fabric, paid, and the tailor shop failed to remove it in time, resulting in this situation. Ultimately, Qin Qing was wrong, the mothers were wrong, and the one who purchased the fabric was not only blameless but somewhat wronged.

"If you refuse to tell me, I'll smash your store!"

The mothers watched as Qin Qing glared threateningly, sweating profusely.

"Don't, Miss, please don't!"

Why not?

Qin Qing could endure at the Kao Shan Sect, but she wouldn't be bullied outside; she never claimed to have a great temperament.

"If you won't tell who reserved this fabric, I'll make sure you see whether I can or can't!"

This was a blatant threat; the mothers exchanged worried glances, clueless.