Poor Taste in Women

Zhao Qiqi flattered her with envy in her eyes. "Xia Qing, President Jiang dotes on you so much. Don't forget us when you marry into the Jiang family in the future." They kept calling her Young Madam Jiang, making Xia Qing overjoyed and happy. In the past, she was the one who flattered Zhao Qiqi and the others. Today, she could finally hold her head high! No matter what, she couldn't let Xia Ke marry into the Jiang family! Only she could marry into the Jiang family.

Xia Ke picked up a blue dress. Her mother hoped that she would receive a gift every birthday. She would fulfill her mother's wish and buy herself a birthday gift.

Xia Ke had just picked up the dress when a hand reached out and snatched the dress from her hand.

"You like this one?" Xia Qing said sarcastically. "Can you afford it?" As she spoke, she smiled at the shop assistant beside her. "She's a fool. She doesn't have money, so you don't have to care about her. I like this one too. Wrap it up for me."

Xia Ke was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to Xia Qing. She picked up another piece of clothing, but just as her fingers touched it, Xia Ke snatched it away again.

Xia Ke could tell that Xia Qing was doing it on purpose. Her eyes turned cold. "Can't you pick one yourself?"

"You dare to glare at me?" Xia Qing didn't expect a fool like Xia Ke to get angry. She sized her up and snorted. "What can you do if I insist on snatching it? Let me tell you, stay away from Jiang Chuanyao. Be it clothes or men, they're mine. Don't even think about it!"

Xia Ke chuckled. "Don't you know? A man who can be snatched away isn't a treasure but trash." With that, she walked to the side.

It took Xia Qing a long time to react. When did Xia Ke, this fool, learn how to scold people?

Xia Ke didn't want to waste time on Xia Qing. Uncle Qin was still waiting outside. She wanted to quickly buy some clothes and leave. When Xia Qing came back to her senses, Xia Ke had already walked to the other side. She clenched her fists in anger! She was actually rendered speechless by a fool! Depressed by this fact, she could only vent her anger through shopping!

Xia Qing glared at Xia Ke fiercely, called the shop assistant over, and said loudly, "Do you see that fool, Xia Ke? I want whichever clothes she picks!" The clothes in the shop were all one of a kind, and there was only one of each style. Xia Qing deliberately didn't want to let Xia Ke buy them! Xia Ke wanted to snatch her things, huh? Well, she would see who'd end up the final victor in this snatching game!

Zhao Qiqi walked over and chuckled. "Xia Qing, why are you angry with a fool? You have President Jiang backing you up now. It won't be a problem for you to buy the entire shop. That fool wants to snatch the clothes from you? She should first look into the mirror to see if she's worthy."

"I don't have time to argue with her." Xia Qing put on airs and snorted disdainfully.

Xia Ke stood in front of the clothes rack and heard the commotion behind her. She felt that Xia Qing was being ridiculous. It was the stupidest thing to rely on a man's arrogance.

Xia Ke shrugged and continued to focus on browsing. Suddenly, her phone rang. It was Uncle Qin. Xia Ke said, "Uncle Qin, please wait a little longer…"

However, it was not Uncle Qin's voice on the other end of the phone. Instead, it was a deep and pleasant male voice. "How's the selection of clothes?"

Xia Ke's breathing paused. It was Jiang Chuanyao.

Before Xia Ke could answer, Jiang Chuanyao said, "Why aren't you saying anything? If you haven't found anything suitable, let Uncle Qin take you to another shop."

Xia Ke blurted out, "President Jiang, you don't have good taste in women."

After saying that, Xia Ke came back to her senses and covered the receiver. Oh no, why did she accidentally say what she was thinking?! Jiang Chuanyao, that ruthless person, was probably going to flare up again!

As expected, as soon as Xia Ke finished speaking, the other end of the phone fell silent.

Xia Ke shrank her neck. She didn't need to think about it to know how gloomy Jiang Chuanyao's expression would be on the other end of the phone. If he were by her side now, he would probably strangle her to death.

Outside the clothing shop, a Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked by the street. Jiang Chuanyao's gaze was fixed on the slender figure in the shop through the car window. His fingers were holding her phone, and her knuckles were white. He was returning to the company after discussing a project. When he passed by and saw Uncle Qin, he stopped the car and called Xia Ke. In the end, she said that he had poor taste in women. She was the only woman beside him. Was Xia Ke mocking him or mocking herself for being a fool?

At this moment, the man in the backseat laughed. "Jiang Chuanyao, your bride is quite special!"

The phone was on speaker.

Jiang Chuanyao's face darkened. Ignoring the man in the backseat, he turned off the speaker and put the phone to his ear. "Mrs. Jiang, explain to me what you mean by my taste in women is bad."