Wen Yue spoke softly, "Sister, you couldn't even afford the eighteen thousand for your meal at the restaurant last time. This dress probably costs six figures or more. If you don't have the money, don't make things difficult for the sales assistant."
"What if you damage the gown? After all, as Second Brother said, sister grew up in the countryside."
Hearing Wen Yue's words, the sales assistant's look towards Wen Yan immediately changed.
This woman looked beautiful and elegant, but it turned out to be just a facade.
She couldn't even afford a meal, so where would she get the money for a high-end gown?
"Miss, please take that off immediately and exit to the right!"
Wen Yan, expression unchanged, swept a glance at Wen Yue. "Which sewer cover was left open, letting you crawl out?"
Wen Yue's face paled slightly. "Sister, why are you being so rude? Ever since you returned to the Wen family, you've tried to compete with me over everything. Now you even want to fight over a dress?"
A faint mist gathered in Wen Yue's eyes, making her look pitiful and delicate.
Wen Yiheng had doted on Wen Yue since childhood and couldn't bear to see her suffer the slightest grievance. He glared angrily at Wen Yan. "Do you think you're something special? Apologize to Yueyue right now."
Wen Yan curled her red lips coldly. "I don't need your face, I find it fucking ugly."
Looking at Wen Yan's sharp tongue, Wen Yiheng wished he could tear her to pieces.
He had no affection for this biological sister. She was already married, yet she still paraded herself in front of him all day long.
"Wen Yan, I'm signing the contract with Shao Xue tomorrow. Do you want a role in my new series? I could grant you a minor part, but you must properly apologize to Yueyue right now!"
Wen Yan rolled her eyes in exasperation.
She couldn't be bothered to waste more words on this pair of siblings. She turned to the sales assistant, her red lips parting, coldly glamorous and aristocratic. "I want the place cleared. Have security escort these two out."
Hearing Wen Yan's words, Wen Yiheng, Wen Yue, and even the sales assistant seemed to have heard the biggest joke.
"Wen Yan, stop embarrassing yourself here," Wen Yiheng glared at Wen Yan, his eyes seeming to spit fire. "Do you know that Yueyue and I are diamond members of this mall?"
Wen Yiheng took out a diamond card. "Sales assistant, tell her what privileges come with this card."
The sales assistant looked at Wen Yan, who was putting on an act of aloof arrogance, and sneered contemptuously. "A diamond card holder can clear the store and ask other customers to leave at any time."
The sales assistant looked at Wen Yan disdainfully. "If you don't change out of that gown, I'll call security."
Wen Yue, holding onto Wen Yiheng's arm, curled her lips into a faint, almost imperceptible cold smile.
When she first learned Wen Yan was the Wen family's true heiress, she had been a bit worried Wen Yan might steal her spotlight.
But after Wen Yan was acknowledged, she made one embarrassing blunder after another, bringing shame to the Wen family.
A country bumpkin like her, raised in the countryside, what could she possibly use to compete with her?
Once Si Moyan died, she'd become a widow.
Then, crushing her would be as easy as turning over her hand.
Right now, in the entire Wen family, apart from Old Master Wen, no one liked Wen Yan.
Wen Yan had always been Gu Beichen's lapdog, but she was the female lead. The one who would end up happily ever after with the male lead would only be her.
What was Wen Yan anyway?
Just a disgusting maggot crawling in the sewer.
Wen Yue knew she didn't need to do a thing. Dad and Mom Wen, her two brothers, and Gu Beichen would all stand up for her.
She was their collectively cherished darling.
Something Wen Yan could never hope for.
"Second Brother, I think maybe we should let it go. I'll buy this gown for sister as a gift!" Wen Yue said hypocritically.
Wen Yiheng looked at Wen Yue, so pure and kind, worlds apart from Wen Yan, and felt even more heartache and affection for her. "A country bumpkin like her doesn't deserve to wear such a high-end gown."
Wen Yan gave a light, scornful laugh. She looked coldly and glamorously at the sales assistant. "What card is higher level than the diamond card?"
The sales assistant replied impatiently, "The crown card. But there's only one crown card, and only our mall's big boss has it. Just that one."
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow. "And its privileges?"
"All consumption in the mall is complimentary. Not only can you clear the store, you can also blacklist any customers you don't like!"
With a slap.
Wen Yan pulled out a mall crown card and threw it at the sales assistant. Her red lips lifted slightly. "Blacklist these two and throw them out!"
Who doesn't have a supreme Svip card?
Originally, she didn't want to show off, but Wen Yiheng and Wen Yue were just too disgusting.
Seeing the crown card Wen Yan tossed over, the sales assistant's pupils contracted.
The one and only crown card, how could it be on this woman?
She definitely wasn't their mall's big boss!
"Wen Yan, you actually got a fake card? Don't you know that's illegal?" Wen Yiheng never imagined Wen Yan's vanity had reached such depths.
Wen Yan's patience was nearing its limit, a trace of coldness appearing on her bright, beautiful face. "Miss, can't you even tell real from fake?"
The sales assistant didn't know if the card was real or fake. After all, the crown card was with the big boss, and the big boss had never come shopping at the mall.
The sales assistant quickly called the mall manager.
"The manager is on his way."
Wen Yue urged Wen Yan, "Sister, you should hurry up, change out of the gown and leave. If they call the police, you could be detained."
Forging a high-end mall's crown card—if the mall pressed charges, she might even go to jail.
Wen Yan was truly a good-for-nothing, childish and ignorant.
Wen Yan rubbed her wrist. Suddenly, she reached out her hand. Seeing this, Wen Yue thought Wen Yan was going to hit her and immediately hid behind Wen Yiheng.
Wen Yan scoffed.
The sister Wen Yiheng cherished to his very bones, at the critical moment, didn't think of him at all!
"Wen Yue, my hand's a bit sore. What are you hiding for? Afraid I'll hit you, so you can use Wen Yiheng as your shield?"
Wen Yiheng's face changed slightly.
Tears instantly fell from Wen Yue's eyes. "Sister, Second Brother has already decided I'm the female lead for the film adaptation rights of 'Guilty'. Do you want to injure my face so Second Brother's new project can't be filmed?"
Wen Yiheng glared sharply at Wen Yan. "You're truly vicious. Let's see how you handle this when the manager arrives!"
Before long, the mall manager arrived.
The sales assistant showed the crown card to the manager, who then scrutinized Wen Yan.
He shook his head. "The card is fake."
The big boss was terrified of his wife. How could he possibly give the card to this woman?
Wen Yan's heart sank.
Could it be that Iceberg Si had given her a bunch of fake cards?
Logically, that shouldn't be possible, right?
"Wen Yan, you've really brought shame to the family. How could our Wen family produce such a piece of work?" Wen Yiheng mocked without mercy.
Wen Yan's hands, hanging at her sides, tightened slightly into fists. Just as she was about to throw a punch directly at Wen Yiheng's annoying face, suddenly, a tall, slender figure walked in through the flagship store entrance.
"Who dares to say her crown card is fake?"
