"Who did this?"
Duan Xiaomei's voice was almost shrill.
She had begged Ning Qingyao for this dress.
It's a design from Chanel's last season.
Although it's not the latest design, this garment is a limited edition worldwide, with only fifty pieces sold globally.
It is quite precious.
Even she would only wear it once or twice occasionally, and would never wear it more often.
"This dress, this dress—" She touched the stains on the dress with trembling hands. This dress couldn't be washed with water; it could only be dry-cleaned. In particular, it seemed that the person had brushed it, and there were many snags in the dress. In short, this dress was no longer wearable.
"Oh, a few days ago you weren't in the dorm, and Zhao Xiaoyun came over to borrow your clothes. She said she was going to a rich classmate's birthday party. You know, these days, there's a lot of competition about clothes. Among all of us, your clothes are the best-looking. She wanted to borrow your clothes, so I lent them to her. Who knew that these clothes would end up like this?"
"It's a bit embarrassing," said Ma Lingling, the dormitory head.
"You lent it to her? Why didn't you lend her your own clothes? Why did you take mine? Besides, I wasn't there at the time. How could you take it upon yourself to lend her my clothes?"
Aren't you good friends?
"So you lent her my clothes without even saying a word."
Duan Xiaomei said angrily.
"It's just a piece of clothing. Just make her pay you back."
Ma Lingling was displeased. "If you're so stingy, no one will want to play with you in the future."
"What did you say? If you hadn't taken it upon yourself to lend her my clothes, this wouldn't have happened. You're the one who went too far, not me."
And stingy.
She had to beg her brother to give her this dress; it cost nearly 100,000 yuan.
That's almost the sum of all her clothes.
"I'm not going to talk to you. Zhao Xiaoyun ruined this dress. Go ask her for compensation. Why are you making such a fuss over a piece of clothing?" Ma Lingling sneered. "And she calls herself a friend."
"Do you know how much this dress cost? Pay me back!"
"It's just a piece of clothing, how expensive could it be?"
Just then, Zhao Xiaoyun walked in, arm in arm with her roommate, smiling.
"Everyone's here, little sister. You haven't gone home yet? I've come to borrow some clothes."
She seemed completely oblivious to the awkward atmosphere in the dormitory, smiling broadly, "Can I borrow another one today? Xiaotong needs one too."
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that no one in the dormitory spoke, Zhao Xiaoyun stopped smiling and looked at the clothes that Duan Xiaomei was holding.
"This dress, little sister, I'm sorry, it got dirty last time. I washed it carefully, but it's still not clean. How much is it? How about I pay you back?"
As Zhao Xiaoyun said this, she felt a little uneasy.
This piece of clothing must be expensive.
When she wore it, many people looked on with envy.
Later, the female classmate who invited her to the birthday party deliberately dirtied her clothes because she had stolen her thunder.
Although the female classmate said she would help her send it to the dry cleaners.
But she refused.
It's just a piece of clothing; I can just scrub it myself when I get home.
Who knew that the clothes would get worse the more they were washed?
She was too embarrassed to say anything, so she just returned it, thinking that after a while, when Duan Xiaomei had new clothes, she could talk to her about the dress again, and by then, she probably wouldn't feel so bad about it.
Now that Duan Xiaomei has found out, all she can do is pay compensation.
I just don't know if she'll ask for an exorbitant amount, like several thousand yuan.
How much compensation do you want me to pay?
"Miss Duan, you've gone too far. It's just a piece of clothing."
"You pay me back, okay, pay me back."
"Duan Xiaomei, you're being too stingy." Seeing Duan Xiaomei's aggressive attitude, Ma Lingling became even more unhappy. "If you have to pay, then pay. At worst, Zhao Xiaoyun and I will split it in half."
"Lingling, you're so kind."
"That's right, I'm always generous, I wouldn't fall out with you over a piece of clothing."
Duan Xiaomei glanced at her, slowly took out her phone, and searched for the page of the dress. "Okay, you're generous. If you want to compensate her, I'll grant your wish. I've worn this dress a few times, so I don't need you to pay the full amount. Just pay a third of it."
Seeing the amount on the page, Zhao Xiaoyun's heart skipped a beat.
"Are you kidding me? Did you add an extra zero to the end of this shirt?"
Chanel limited edition?
"Whether I'm joking or not, you should know that a lot of people must have envied you back then. This dress is limited to fifty pieces worldwide. If I were to sell it, I could at least double the price."
Ma Lingling also leaned over to take a look at the price.
In an instant, he couldn't say a word.
Ninety thousand?
This piece of clothing costs 90,000?
"Why did you put something so valuable inside the cabinet?"
"I never expected that someone would want to borrow my clothes without my permission," Duan Xiaomei said, her eyes red with anger.
Even if it's just a third of the 90,000 yuan worth of clothes, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't afford to pay for it.
Ma Lingling remained completely silent.
If they split the cost equally, each of them would have to pay 15,000 yuan, which is almost their tuition for a year.
Before long, Ma Lingling and Zhao Xiaoyun started blaming each other.
Ma Lingling complained that Zhao Xiaoyun was vain; if Zhao Xiaoyun hadn't insisted on borrowing clothes, she wouldn't have given her Duan Xiaomei's clothes.
Zhao Xiaoyun complained to Ou Ma Lingling about why she only received this one item.
She had completely forgotten how proud she felt when she wore it to the banquet and received envious glances from others.
"I'll give you two months. Remember to pay me back."
Duan Xiaomei stuffed the clothes into her schoolbag, dragged her suitcase, and left.
Her heart was aching.
This is her most expensive piece of clothing.
Now, she has fallen out with Ning Qingyao again.
Even if I wanted to get another one, I probably wouldn't be able to.
Can't you see? She can't even get through the door now.
Duan Xiaomei dragged her suitcase past the Ning family villa, but still didn't see anyone.
Just as she was about to leave in disappointment, a car stopped in front of the villa.
The villa door slowly opened, and she quickly stepped forward to block the car.
Ning Hong spotted Duan Xiaomei at a glance.
He rolled down the car window, frowning. "Miss, what are you doing?"
"I, I—I miss Qingyao. I want to go in and see her. It's been so long since I've seen her. I miss her so much."
"I'm fine, no need for you to miss me."
Ning Qingyao walked up from behind her.
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