C17 Even His Clothes Were Snatched away from Her

When Sheng Yan was first brought back to the family, she had hopes about them. Seeing how Sheng Xiaoyun was adored by everyone, she thought that if she listened to Xiaoyun, did more, and spoke less, the family would gradually accept her. But she was wrong. The quieter she became, the more intense the bullying and dislike from others grew.

Reflecting on her past life, Sheng Yan remembered the coldness from her parents and brothers. She turned and left the house, planning to buy a dress on her own.

Sheng Xiaoyun noticed Sheng Yan leaving and her eyes flickered. She had seen Sheng Yan receive an invitation but didn't make a fuss about it. She didn't want Sheng Yan to get any attention from the family. Seeing Sheng Yan go out, Xiaoyun found an excuse to leave and quietly followed her.

Sheng Yan had retrieved her bank card from the housekeeper. To make up for the past, her father had reimbursed her for the living expenses that had been withheld over the past year and added an extra $10,000. Now, with $50,000, she could afford a decent dress.

Passing by a subtly decorated boutique, Sheng Yan pushed open the door and went inside. At that moment, a black Cayenne suddenly crossed the road and parked right outside the store. Chen Qian parked the car and respectfully asked, "Sir, would you like to go in now?"

A few days ago, Tan Ye had not only publicly given Sheng Yan a birthday gift at the family's banquet but had also personally invited her to the matriarch's birthday celebration.

It was clear that Tan Ye was quite interested in Miss Sheng.

Lowering the car window, Tan Ye caught sight of Sheng Yan's slender and tall figure through the store's glass window. He tapped his long fingers on the window's edge. "Let's wait a bit longer."

Inside the store, a few clerks were chatting together. When they noticed a customer entering, they immediately greeted her warmly, "Welcome!"

However, upon seeing Sheng Yan's outfit, which looked like it came from a bargain bin, the clerk's enthusiasm faded, and she stood by with a look of impatience.

Sheng Yan wandered around the store and was drawn to a light blue long dress that she really liked. "Could you let me try on that dress?"

The clerk, surprised that Sheng Yan had the nerve to try on clothes, discreetly rolled her eyes. But, as the saying goes, the customer is always right, so she handed the dress over.

Sheng Yan changed into the dress, which highlighted her fair complexion beautifully. She was quite pleased with it and asked about the price.

The clerk replied indifferently, "The price tag is on the dress. Can't you check it yourself?"

Though she would earn a decent commission if the dress sold, the clerk assumed Sheng Yan was just another window shopper with no intention of buying.

Sheng Yan found the price tag: over $8,900. She hesitated for several seconds.

In her previous life, she never experienced a day of luxury and wasn't used to spending money so freely.

If you have some extra money, why not save it to buy a house for your adoptive parents so they can enjoy their retirement comfortably? With this plan in mind, Sheng Yan decided to look for something more affordable.

The sales associate noticed her hesitation and became noticeably cold. "The starting price for clothes in our store is in the thousands. If you can't afford it, don't bother trying them on. They're expensive, and if you damage them, you won't be able to pay for it."

Sheng Yan frowned, about to respond, when a voice suddenly chimed in, "I'll take the dress she's wearing."

The voice was soft but carried a hint of undisguised disdain. The sales associate saw the newcomer, dressed elegantly and a regular customer, and her demeanor changed instantly.

She smiled obsequiously, "Oh, Miss Sheng, please wait a moment." Then she turned to Sheng Yan with a frosty tone, "Did you hear that? A customer wants this dress, so take it off quickly."