Chapter 10 You broke it, you have to pay for

it Pei Zhiwan sneered and threw all the clothes that Pei Zhiyi stuffed on her head.

"I used to only hear that Katie Sinting was avant-garde in thought and design, but now it seems that she spent all her money on marketing."

She pointed at the one covering Pei Zhiyi's head and said, "It's brown with white small florals, and it's an H-shaped style. It's so old-fashioned that even the old lady selling popsicles at the entrance of the village wouldn't wear it. How can your designer have the nerve to sell it?"

Then, she picked up a skirt from the ground and ignored the clothes in the cabinet. Sister Pei Zhiyi was now unhappy and full of disgust. "And this one, bright pink with lemon yellow, is really vulgar. Is your designer color blind or color weak? He didn't even look at how disastrous the upper body picture of your model is."

Pei Zhiyi screamed and tore off the outdated clothes covering her head and body, cursing angrily, as if these clothes were soaked with poison and she would have an allergic rash if she took them off a second later.

The customers who originally planned to enter the store to choose and pay saw this and turned around and left without buying anything.

The salesgirl lost several orders and was also angry. She followed Pei Zhiyi in cursing.

"A country bumpkin like you, who dresses in a rustic way, actually dares to comment on the clothes in our store. Don't you see who you are? If it weren't for the fact that Miss Pei brought you here, I would have asked the security to throw you out long ago." At

this point, the salesgirl seemed to have recovered a little. She took a deep breath and said to the man in a sarcastic tone, "Our Katie Sinting's clothes are all designed by world-renowned designers. They are not something that a lowly person like you can appreciate."

"...Actually, if you can't afford it, you can go to the underground commercial street near the university town. There should be clothes you can afford there."

Pei Zhiwan picked his ears impatiently and let the salesgirl talk endlessly.

It was not until the salesgirl stopped cursing that she took out the phone from her pocket, turned on the mute button and started to watch the recorded video.

She knew Pei Zhiyi had brought her here with bad intentions, so she turned on the camera on her phone and started recording as soon as she entered the door. She

was originally prepared to prevent Pei Zhiyi from scamming her, but she didn't expect such a pleasant surprise.

I just don't know how Pei Zhensheng and Zhou Shiyi will feel when they see their baby daughter and beloved fiancée's hysterical face on the Internet.

"When did the service level of Katie Sinting drop to this level?"

A young man stood at the door of the store at some point, watching the farce in the store with cold eyes, "From today on, the Tongnan store will be closed for renovation. When the service staff are trained, we will reopen."

As soon as the voice fell, the arrogant saleswoman suddenly shut up and her face turned pale.

She turned around stiffly, and the moment she met the man's eyes, her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

"Xiao, Xiao Lin."

Pei Zhiyi finally tore off all the clothes covering his head and body, still shouting and cursing, and the boy standing at the door also shut up suddenly.

"Lin, Brother Lin Feng, why are you here?"

Pei Zhiyi's facial expression changed again and again, and finally he twisted it into a flattering smile, and trotted to the side of the person, "Sorry, my sister just came from the country, she is not sensible, let you laugh."

Lin Feng?

Pei Zhiyi looked at the door curiously.

It was a strange face, but he was very tall and looked aloof and cold.

She searched for this name in her mind, and it took a while before she remembered who this person was.

Lin Feng didn't have many roles in the original book. It only said that Lin Feng, as the only son of the Lin family's generation, was very talented. He took over the family company at a young age, and he was also Pei Zhiyi's secret crush for many years.

However, Lin Feng later died in a plane crash, and Pei Zhiyi gave up and never talked about Lin Feng again. Lin Jia lost her only son and gradually disappeared from the circle of wealthy families.

Pei Zhiwan stared at Lin Feng with interest.

The original novel did not say that Katie Sinting was also a property of the Lin family.

"...Chris, no matter what, Zhiwan is my sister, you can't forget your responsibilities just to stand up for me."

Pei Zhiyi pretended to scold the salesgirl, then turned around and complained to Lin Feng, "I'm really sorry, my sister is ignorant, not only did she mess up the store, but also disrupted the business."

"Sister, you are so good at apologizing, why don't you apologize to me too," Pei Zhiwan lowered her head and fiddled with her phone, then interrupted Pei Zhiyi with a sneer, "You colluded with the salesgirl and wanted to sell me those outdated and unsalable junky goods. Am I ignorant or are you? Country people are just inexperienced, not stupid. Don't really treat others as fools like you."

"You!"

"What do you mean by 'me?'"

Pei Zhiwan raised his eyebrows, not giving Pei Zhiyi a chance to interrupt, "You are a fake, and you dare to take the position of the daughter of the Pei family and laugh at me, Pei Zhiyi, where do you get the nerve? If it weren't for your biological parents stealing the child, you should be the one standing here and being called a country bumpkin!"

The last few sentences were eventually drowned out by Pei Zhiyi's hysterical screams.

Pei Zhiwan shut up. She stared at Pei Zhiyi, who was trembling like a madman, and smiled softly with the corners of her mouth raised.

Sure enough, she guessed right.

What does a fake fear the most?

Of course, her identity will be exposed, and the entire upper class will know her identity that is not presentable.

Pei Zhiyi looked down on her as much as he feared that his life experience would be exposed.

But birth is the thing that is most difficult to hide.

The more she fears being known, the faster outsiders will know.

"Lin Feng, right?"

Pei Zhiwan turned to look at Lin Feng, and continued to speak directly, "The aesthetics of the designer of your brand are really touching. If you don't want to go bankrupt, I advise you to find someone better. The old lady selling popsicles in the countryside can draw better with her feet than him."

After saying this, Pei Zhiwan turned around and left.

Pei Zhiyi tried hard to keep a smile on his face. Just as he was about to leave with Pei Zhiwan, his wrist was grabbed by Lin Feng beside him.

"Lin, Brother Lin Feng?"

Pei Zhiyi thought Lin Feng had something to say to comfort her, and the embarrassment on her face disappeared. She turned around with red eyes and tears, "I'm fine, my sister..."

"Don't leave yet."

Lin Feng frowned and pointed at the pile of torn clothes on the ground and looked at her. There was nothing but coldness in his eyes, "Those clothes were torn by you, you have to pay for it yourself. And the losses caused to the brand will also be borne by you."