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I looked at his back and wondered if he was acting like this because he had listened to my father and wanted to keep me at arm's length, or if he was being scolded so harshly by my father that he felt he had disgraced himself in front of me, and so he ignored me.

I turned and walked away, my smile hiding at the corner of my mouth. But just as I revealed a smile, I saw Xia Ze, who had just come out of his room, standing by the door and staring at me, and he saw my smile, and then he laughed, too, as if we were facing some kind of signal, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.

I stared at the receptionist. She was beautiful, well-proportioned, and fluent in English, even her work clothes were international, and this was a high-end clubhouse where ordinary rich people couldn't get in. Only the older ones, introduced to the rich, could come in.

If it was Cheng Ruojun, you would not be able to enjoy yourself now. This thought appeared in my mind, but was immediately dispelled, I could use my own name to come here in the future.

"I am Cheng Ruojun's wife, I think Cheng Ruojun is a high level VIP here." I should have been able to do it when I was married, but I was too stupid.

When she heard that I was Mrs. Cheng Ruojun, her expression became subtle. I think she must have seen the video before, but I'm a celebrity now, even when I'm out wearing sunglasses and a silk scarf.

I smiled at her, but she was the first to lower her head in embarrassment.

"Do you want me to call my husband?" "Or ask your manager to come over. I have an important dinner today, and I think it would be a pity if you couldn't attend."

The receptionist looked at me as if she was going to say something, but I interrupted her, "I'm not the only one regretting it when I think of it. I don't want to make things difficult for you. Call your manager over."

I stopped smiling and my eyes became stern. I thought that the bright red lips that were like blood on my face would help me a lot.

"Sorry, sorry." Even though I was always pleasant and didn't get angry, she was scared to death, and I knew that it wasn't me she was afraid of, but the people behind me, the big business behind me.

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought.

In the end, this matter was settled rationally. The manager showed up and said a lot of nice things, then personally arranged for the best technician.

I used Cheng Ruojun's name to enjoy the top services.

I had my hair done, my nails cleaned, and my skin was well cared for. Although the technician was curious about the wound on my neck, as long as she didn't ask too much, I would pretend not to see it.

Maybe they'd think it was a kiss. I thought self-deprecatingly.

When I walked out of the clubhouse, the manager who had a very nice smile on his face saw me out. He also gave me a VIP card, but it was in Cheng Ruojun's name.

I glanced at the card, but when they turned around, I threw it in the trash.

Today was the last time.

I went to the tailor-made clothing store. I should have gone a few months ahead of time to measure my figure, pick up my style, and wait for the tailor to finish, but I was too late. Besides, I only wear it once today.

When I walked into the shop, it was obvious that those people were used to looking at people with their noses. Of course, it was very likely that they were looking at me this way because they were all feeling poor. After all, temperament came from the womb, and I didn't have any kind of nobility.

"I want a dress." "No," I said.

"Have you made an appointment?" the man in the white shirt with the smooth hair asked.

"Nope." As I said that, I took out the black card that Cheng Ruojun had given me and said, "But I think the money inside will make you satisfied."

The clerk glanced at the black card. Obviously, he knew what the black card was. His cold, coffin-like face immediately broke into a smile. What appointment? What high end? Didn't he lower his head in front of money?

I sneered in my heart. In the past, I definitely wouldn't think that way, but now, I can't help but think that the reality is too cruel.

I always remember how the salesperson treated me when I went to the mall in a pair of sneakers my brother had changed out of.

They ignored me, and even when I spoke to them, they pretended not to hear me.

I know it's only a small matter, and I know it's wrong of me to vent my anger on someone else who doesn't pay attention to the salesperson, but so what, I'm so unreasonable, I'm just a bad woman who cheats and doesn't like people.

"Ma'am, are you satisfied with this?" The clerk called three more clerks and they all appeared in front of me with a long tuxedo dress. The tuxedo dress was very pretty, but it didn't suit me.

I didn't say anything, just frowned slightly. The male clerk immediately understood what I meant. He waved his hand and said, "What do you think?"

I glanced up at the clerk and smiled. Although men don't look at faces and don't think about women's thoughts, don't you think that's pretty obvious? Those who said that men didn't understand the heart of women probably felt that it was unnecessary and wanted to find an excuse.

I thought of Xiao Li, Xia Ze, they understood the hearts of men, Xiao Li was even more so a good servant towards others, men sometimes do not understand women's hearts on purpose, and only pretend to be stupid towards their wives, it's just that their wives cannot bring benefits to them.

I thought of their faces and thought it was ridiculous.

But when I thought of Xia Ze, my heart ached a little.

"Madame, what do you think of this dress?"