Ding Qiaoyun cut off the call before she finished speaking, as if she herself was not sure what to use to threaten Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan stared at the darkened terminal for a while, temporarily putting the man in the field and Xiao Yao behind her, got up, took a shower, changed clothes and prepared to go out.

The White Horse Club is two streets away from Street 279 where Xie Xuan lives.

As a landmark building on Street 277, the White Horse Club lives up to its name, with its facade decorated like a white castle.

Although it is not white enough to glow in the dark like the Ecological Bureau, its retro and luxurious design is still recognizable at a glance.

In order to be worthy of the 120,000 yuan annual fee of the White Horse Club, Xie Xuan specially took out her most treasured black miniskirt.

This little dress, which is completely different from Xie Xuan's usual dressing style, was given to her by her former store manager and current creditor.

It all started when Xie Xuan found this women's skirt thrown in the corner of the warehouse while sorting goods one day.

Although the skirt was covered in dust and wrinkled at the time, the price on the tag hanging on it almost blinded Xie Xuan's eyes.

Later, Xie Xuan found an opportunity to return the skirt to the store manager, Grandet, but the usually stingy store manager suddenly said that he gave it to Xie Xuan.

As a poor person forced to live a low-material life, Xie Xuan had no idea about the luxury goods in this world. She just thought that this overpriced skirt was actually a cheap item that cost less than 120 federal coins, so she took the skirt home with the idea that it would be foolish not to take advantage of a good deal.

And now Xie Xuan finally found the opportunity to wear this dress.