As long as there is physical contact, she will find a way to turn this "accident" into an excuse for subsequent contact.
However, things did not go as she wished.
Ye Qingliu seemed to have anticipated this and dodged to the side the moment she fell, his movements as graceful as if he was dancing a waltz.
At the same time, Hua Jinyue unexpectedly reached out her hand——
"careful."
Hua Jinyue's voice was filled with false concern, and her black lace gloves firmly grasped Xi Wanrong's wrist.
Xi Wanrong was about to thank him when she felt a strong force coming from her wrist. Hua Jinyue seemed to be supporting her, but in fact he was secretly exerting force, causing her to completely lose her balance.
"ah--"
This time, the scream was genuine. Xi Wanrong fell heavily onto the marble floor, the pain from her knees hitting the ground nearly bringing tears to her eyes.
This attracted snickers and pointing from several customers nearby.
"Oh, why are you so careless?" Hua Jinyue looked down at her, her voice deliberately raised, "It's easy to fall when wearing such high heels."
Xi Wanrong got up in a panic, her cheeks flushed red.
She saw Ye Qingliu standing aside, a hint of sneer flashing in his gray-blue eyes, as if he was watching a boring farce.
"I...I just..." Xi Wanrong stammered and tried to explain.
"Just what?" Hua Jinyue tilted her head, her face innocent. "Just want to fall into my brother's arms?" She chuckled. "I've seen this trick since I was ten."
A few suppressed laughs echoed around them. Xi Wanrong then noticed that several shop assistants and customers had stopped to watch the scene.
Her designer bag fell to the ground, and the lipstick and powder inside were scattered all over the floor, just like her shattered self-esteem at the moment.
"Miss Hua, you misunderstood..." Xi Wanrong held on to her last bit of dignity and bent down to pick up her things.
Hua Jinyue squatted down first and picked up a lipstick with black lace gloves.
"It's a limited edition YSL," she said, playing with it nonchalantly. "But..." She suddenly leaned close to Xi Wanrong's ear and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "A fake is a fake. No matter how you pretend, it can't be the real thing."
Xi Wanrong's whole body stiffened, as if she had been stripped naked in public.
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