Murong Xiang spoke indifferently, "Shoes are like people, they don't distinguish between rich and poor, or high and low. Shoes that fit your feet are good shoes. I just want to browse in that store, you can come if you want."
She took the lead and walked over.
Mrs. Jiang and several other ladies exchanged glances and followed her.
Although they didn't like browsing such inferior shoe stores, Murong Xiang wanted to go, so they had to accompany her.
Who let Murong Xiang be someone whose status is unattainable.
She married into the top-tier nobility in the Imperial City's circle, everyone bends low when they see her.
As for what Murong Xiang said, shoes are like people and don't differentiate wealth? How is that possible?!
This world is originally about the weak depending on the strong.
The powerful are destined to be above.
And the powerless weak are only fit to lick the legs of the strong, without any dignity.
On the other side, Murong Xiang stepped into the shoe store first.
The staff recognized her distinguished attire, hurriedly approached with a warm smile.
"Madam, what kind of shoes are you looking for?"
Murong Xiang glanced around, searching for that familiar figure, "I'm just browsing, no need to bother with me."
The staff understood that some customers don't like to be disturbed, so they nodded, giving Murong Xiang her space.
Murong Xiang pretended to look for shoes while searching for Si Fan.
She was secretly anxious, clearly seeing them enter the store, but now couldn't find them?!
Besides, there were quite a few customers in this store, which made it more difficult to look around.
After Murong Xiang stepped in, Mrs. Jiang and several other ladies soon followed.
The staff saw their lofty demeanor and greeted them with smiles too.
Mrs. Jiang and the others were used to being flattered by people, having nothing good to say to the staff, they ignored them and looked for Murong Xiang.
Suddenly, Mrs. Huang beside Mrs. Jiang pointed at a figure partially obscured by a shoe rack, hesitating, "Mrs. Jiang, look, isn't that Mrs. Si?"
Mrs. Jiang, upon hearing this, looked over and saw Jiang Qin bending down in the discount shoe section, picking and choosing shoes.
Her clothes weren't branded, appearing to cost only a few hundred dollars, very shabby.
Indeed, some inferior items don't deserve higher status!
Mrs. Jiang's gaze shifted slightly, noticing a young girl with remarkably beautiful features standing next to Jiang Qin.
Her beautiful black hair fell gracefully on her shoulders, creating a beautiful and bold arc as she moved carelessly.
Her face was white as porcelain, stunningly unforgettable.
No idea whose daughter she was.
Of course, beating Mrs. Jiang, she would never have known the girl in front of her is the Si Fan she always looked down upon, her son Jiang Qi's fiancée.
Because in her eyes, Si Fan was ugly, humble, and lowly, unable to read a single character. She was caught cheating in the college entrance exam and abandoned the test, only attending university through the Si Family's influence.
In short, Si Fan was a worthless waste!
No, calling her a waste was an insult to the word waste!
If it weren't for Old Lady Jiang going crazy years ago, repeatedly claiming Si Fan resembled someone she once knew, agreeing to switch Jiang Qi's fiancée to Si Fan, her son's fiancée would have been the outstanding economics major Si Xue from S University.
Rather than someone from the performing arts who can only become an actress after graduation!
Seeing Jiang Qin now reminded Mrs. Jiang of her own daughter who never attained higher status, so she immediately walked over and greeted with sarcastic politeness.
"Oh, who's this, it's Mrs. Si!"
Jiang Qin heard a familiar voice, lifted her gaze, seeing Mrs. Jiang and others approaching, her complexion stiffened.
Why was it her?!
Si Fan lifted her eyelids, looked at the newcomers closely, and dug into the original's memory, concluding she didn't know them.
Jiang Qin hesitated for a few seconds, then smiled awkwardly, "Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Song, what a coincidence, you're here to browse shoes too."
Jiang Qin generally kept a low profile within the Si Family, staying within her own circle.
If it weren't for Si Fan's childhood engagement to Jiang Qi, she wouldn't have interacted with Mrs. Jiang.
Upon contact, she realized Mrs. Jiang looked down on her and Si Fan, sarcastically targeting them.
Thus, she wouldn't bother to flatter Mrs. Jiang's coldness, seeking trouble proactively.
In general, if there wasn't a significant occasion, she and Mrs. Jiang wouldn't meet.
She never expected, strolling randomly, to encounter them now.
It's... truly unlucky.
Mrs. Jiang raised her chin, "Mrs. Si, I'm just wandering casually, thought it was a high-end shoe store, but turns out it's a trash store. Tsk tsk tsk, that pair of shoes in your hand is discounted, right? Such discounted items look like overrated old-season goods, you fancy them?"
Jiang Qin, listening, awkwardly smiled again and put back the shoes she was holding.
The elite circle loved to compare, and despite her reluctance to join, she was subjected to various critiques.
Over time, she developed a habit; no matter what she wore, used, or carried should be branded worth tens of thousands.
Avoiding becoming the laughingstock of their circle, humiliating the Si Family.
Had she not wanted to save some money, she wouldn't consider discounted shoes for Si Fan.
Jiang Qin said, "I'm just casually looking."
Mrs. Jiang sneered, "Mrs. Si, as a person, one shouldn't be too casual, might be looked down upon."
Jiang Qin lowered her head, her nature accustomed to softness, retreating into her shell when faced with provocation, not actively causing trouble, staying out of trouble, practicing silent self-preservation.
Si Fan, who stayed silent, chuckled lightly.
She spoke slowly, subtly sarcastic.
"Who has so much time to care about others' thoughts?"
Her lazy posture leaned against the rack, her left leg bent slightly, arms folded across her chest.
The disdain in her cold yet charming peach blossom eyes was so apparent.
Mrs. Jiang, hearing this, her expression changed.
She looked at Si Fan with an unfriendly gaze, feeling increasingly familiar the more she watched, as though she'd seen her somewhere.
But however hard she thought, she couldn't realize the person before her was Si Fan.
Mrs. Jiang squinted her eyes, "Who are you to speak to me like this?!"
Si Fan's demeanor remained calm, "Who are you?"
Mrs. Jiang's expression hardened.
As if slapped hard, her face burned.
She was the matriarch of Xiang City's foremost noble family, known to everyone in Xiang.
Today, she was publicly humiliated by a young girl?!
She was utterly incensed!
Mrs. Jiang, furious, "Whose child are you, so rude, don't even know who I am!!!"
Si Fan lifted her eyelids, lightly scoffing, "Do you deserve me to know?"
Her casual tone brimmed with aloofness.
"You! You..."
Mrs. Jiang's angry words were cut off as Jiang Qin softly called Si Fan, "Fanfan, she is Jiang Qi's mother."
It was a reminder to Si Fan of her engagement to Jiang Qi, and that Mrs. Jiang might be her future mother-in-law.