As a top global luxury brand, each Emperor garment costs no less than 800,000 yuan.
Furthermore, Emperor's men's suit collection is very high-end and only accepts orders from elite families; ordinary people, even if they have the money, cannot buy it.
She still remembered that at the end of last year, Su Yu used most of her connections in the entertainment industry to get Ling Yunlong an Emperor haute couture outfit, but in the end it was all for nothing.
"Xiaotian, what are you looking at?" Xiong Chumo stretched out a hand and waved it in front of Ling Tian's eyes.
"I'm wondering what kind of man this is, that he can afford an Emperor men's suit."
Ling Tian stared intently at Qin Beiming's near-perfect profile on the screen, her mind racing as she recalled the young upstarts in Linjiang City's wealthy circles.
After confirming several times that the man in the photo had never appeared at any high-society gatherings in Linjiang City, the heart that had been in her throat finally settled down. "I must have been mistaken. This man is probably a fake rich kid, and what he's wearing is also counterfeit."
"Pfft... He's so handsome, yet he's wearing a whole outfit of fakes?"
Xiong Chumo burst out laughing.
She thought Ling Mo was really that capable, having hooked up with a handsome and wealthy man less than a week after returning.
Unexpectedly, the ending was so satisfying!
Xiong Chumo was overjoyed. She switched to an unknown alt account and immediately replied to the forum post:
Debunking the myth! This man isn't Ling Mo's uncle; he's the fake rich guy she just hooked up with—a total gigolo. He's decked out in fake designer brands and probably even had plastic surgery. What a scumbag and a heartless woman, they're quite a match.
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