Have We Met Before?

At this point, Qiao Mianmian just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

She knew that Gong Zeli was still watching her.

She was just pretending not to notice it.

"Alright, Miss."

The employee sighed in relief when she heard that.

Fortunately, there were other colors for this model.

Otherwise, it'd be terrible if the two customers ended up arguing over it.

Young Master Gong wasn't one to be trifled with.

Meanwhile, the man with the other customer seemed to be of a rather high status too. They couldn't offend him, either.

This was the best outcome they could get.

"Miss Lin, Young Master Gong, please hold on for a moment. I'll get the bag wrapped immediately." The employee picked up the bag the Qiao Mianmian had just released and went to the counter to wrap it up.

Lin Fei'er wasn't really surprised by this.

Her focus was no longer on the bag.