After a while, when Mu Jin and Maomao came out, Pei Ning had regained her composure. She said to the waiter, "Pack all of these clothes, exactly the same, for me."

The waiter said awkwardly, "Miss, these are all limited editions, and they're all sold out now. We have other styles, would you like to choose something else?"

Pei Ning: "If your store doesn't have it, get it from another store right now."

The waiter was even more embarrassed. "I'm really sorry, miss, this is a limited edition worldwide, and other stores can't get it either."

Pei Ning then turned to Mu Jin, "Mu Jin, these are several outfits, could you give me one?"

Mu Jin looked at her, "No."

They refused without hesitation.

Pei Ning paused, her expression somewhat pitiful. "Just one, Mu Jin. Can't we even be friends for so many years? Just that burgundy fishtail dress, okay? I'll pay double the price for it."

Cat picked up the dress, "President Pei, you like this dress too?"

Although Pei Ning was disdainful of talking to cats, she still nodded, "Yes, I like it very much."

Because Mu Jin picked it out, and she also wanted Mu Jin to see that she could completely pull off this dress.

The cat bit her lip, seemingly very reluctant, but she packed the dress away and handed it to Pei Ning, saying, "Since President Pei likes it, then you can have it..."

Mu Jin lowered her eyes, looking at the cat with some surprise.

What is this cat up to now? Why did it just hand over the skirt to someone else?

The cat secretly pinched Mu Jin's arm and gave him a look, signaling him not to stop her.

Pei Ning accepted the dress without ceremony, ignoring Mao Amo, and smiled at Mu Jin: "Thank you, A Jin."

It was as if Mu Jin had really picked out this dress for her.

Mu Jin simply said indifferently, "No need, you buy yours, it's none of my business."

Pei Ning ignored Mu Jin's words. She was still very happy because Mu Jin had picked out the dress, and she would let him see that the dress she wore on the boat was a hundred times prettier than the one worn by Jiu Maomao!

Mu Jin paid the bill and then looked at Pei Ning.

"Is something the matter? Mu Jin, how about we have lunch together?" Pei Ning was happy that Mu Jin finally looked at her.

Mu Jin, however, simply reminded her coldly, "Double the price."

Pei Ning then realized that Mu Jin was asking her for money... but she didn't care. It was just a piece of clothing; she could afford to pay double, or even a hundred times the amount.

"I almost forgot, Mu Jin, let me add you on WeChat and I'll transfer the money to you right away."