I wonder if that guy will look down on the things he buys from these small stalls.
Thinking this, her gaze suddenly fell on a spot a little further away, where a dark blue sachet embroidered with pine branch patterns was placed.
The sachet looked exceptionally exquisite and elegant.
Her eyes lit up. She thought, "If I give this sachet to Xie Jingrun, he'll probably like it."
Thinking about it, she reached out her hand, just about to take it, when suddenly a hand reached out from the side and took the sachet away before she could.
The hand that took the sachet was very white and slender; it was clearly a woman's hand.
Rong Qingqing was only stunned for a moment before looking up.
She was surprised when she saw the face of the person who took the sachet.
How could it be her?
Hua Yin held the sachet and examined it for a while before noticing Rong Qingqing. Upon seeing her, she was equally surprised, her eyes flickered, and she smiled and said, "Miss Rong, what are you doing here? What a coincidence!"
"Yes, what a coincidence," Rong Qingqing said with a smile.
Seeing her gaze fall on the sachet in her hand, Hua Yin paused. "You like this sachet too? What a coincidence! I like it too. Why don't you ask the shopkeeper if they have any more like it?"
The old woman said from the side, "No, my mother-in-law only embroidered one of these sachets." After a pause, seeing how much Rong Qingqing liked it, she said to Huayin, "Miss, I'm so sorry, this sachet has been reserved by a customer, so I can't sell it to you."
Upon hearing this, Hua Yin paused for a moment, then put on a sincere expression and said earnestly, "I really like this sachet and want to buy it to give to someone very important to me. I'll offer double the price; please sell it to me."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran couldn't help but ask, "Since he is such an important person, why only give him a sachet like this?"
Hua Yin glanced at Rong Qingqing meaningfully and said softly, "The point of giving a gift is the sentiment, not the value of the gift itself."
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing glanced at her thoughtfully, "Miss Hua is truly a clever and witty person."
Hua Yin smiled and said, "To be honest, Miss Rong, actually..." She bit her lip and said shyly, "Actually, I wanted to buy this sachet as a gift for my cousin." After saying that, she turned to the old lady and said, "Boss, I really like this sachet. Please sell it to me. I don't care how much it costs."
The old lady had seen all sorts of people and was quite perceptive. Although the three seemed to know each other, she clearly sensed something was off.
“Young lady, it’s not that I don’t want to sell it to you, but this sachet has already been reserved, and I can’t break my promise.”
Upon hearing this, Hua Yin put down the sachet with some disappointment, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, coughed lightly, and frowned.
"Let's go." She took one last look at the sachet before leaving with her maid.
As soon as she left, Shangguan Yanran couldn't hold back anymore. "That woman, she said that on purpose, didn't she? Was she trying to provoke you?"
Rong Qingqing withdrew her gaze. "Maybe." She wasn't stupid; she could naturally sense the hidden aggression beneath Hua Yin's seemingly benevolent exterior.
"Young lady, here's a sachet for you," the old woman said with a smile, picking up the sachet.
Rong Qingqing asked in surprise, "Didn't you say that someone had already made a reservation?"
"You were the one who came to my stall first, and I saw it just now too—you were the one who saw the sachet first," the old woman said with a smile.
Rong Qingqing instantly understood. The old lady had clearly said that because she saw that Rong Qingqing also liked the sachet.
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