Just to Vent Her Anger

The woman's words seemed to be targeted at Yun Bixue.

Yun Bixue looked at her and frowned slightly. She couldn't recognize the person, but it felt like her words were filled with jealousy and malicious intent.

In Ning An City, there was no need to pick a fight with someone just because of a few words.

Yun Bixue replied calmly, "Since you're the boss of Star's Fate Jewelry, you know so much about this. I guess your husband has given you a ring. Is that why you have this sentiment? I wonder what your ring's design is? Maybe I can use it as a reference."

Hearing Yun Bixue's rebuttal, the woman's expression changed. She forced a smile and said stiffly, "That is of no concern to Miss Yun. After all, you're the customer, while I'm the boss. I just have to serve you well. I look forward to your next visit."