Speaking of Cheng Su, she is extremely protective. If any of her family or close friends are wronged, especially by service staff, she can’t stand it.

In the service industry, the biggest taboo is judging someone’s wealth by their appearance, or looking down on them. You see someone dressed plainly; how do you know they aren’t a low-key, hidden millionaire? Hasn’t she seen enough news like this? People in straw hats buying five houses at once, or those known abroad for not driving luxury cars and wearing ordinary T-shirts but are, in fact, billionaires. There are countless such examples.

Of course, Father Cheng and Father Qi are not millionaires or tycoons. No matter how expensive the clothes are here, it’s not that they can’t afford them; it’s just a matter of whether they want to spend the money.

But being wronged is different. Coming happily to have a look only to be belittled and discriminated against—will they dare to go out again?

Cheng Su held back her anger as she entered the store, causing the staff to pause in shock.

These poor-looking folks, why are they back? Didn’t they say these clothes are ones they can’t afford?

But that woman’s attire is quite fashionable and looks stylish.

Cheng Su gave them a faint glance, her eyes sending out a sharp edge that startled a few of them.

Is she a troublemaker?

No, this is the aura of someone in authority.

In her past life, Cheng Su had been a general manager of a five-star hotel, managing hundreds of people, and received professional training. In this life, she also ran a business and was a boss, so exuding a proud demeanor was not hard for her. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Mom, which dress did you like?" Cheng Su pulled Mother Cheng over and asked, "Which salesperson showed it to you?"

Mother knows her daughter best, and seeing Cheng Su’s stance, she knew her daughter was going to stand up for them, and she got excited.

As for Father Cheng, he was worried his daughter might suffer a loss, so he thought about keeping the peace, but knowing Cheng Su’s temperament, he knew she wouldn’t let it go until she vented her anger, so he held back his words.

Mother Cheng was quite the actress; she pointed at two dresses and deliberately said, "Su, they said these clothes are not for us, let’s just leave it." She then glared at one of the salespeople.

"Is that so?" Cheng Su followed her gaze, smiled slightly, pointed to that salesperson, and said, "Tell me, what’s good about this dress?"

The salesgirl saw Cheng Su’s smile and felt a chill down her spine, her smile stiffening, her feet remaining rooted.

"What? Can’t tell? How about calling your manager out to explain it to me?" Cheng Su smiled faintly, looked at the dress, handed Qi Xiaoqi to Father Qi, and picked up the dress to compare it for Mother Cheng.

It was just a red wool coat, brightly colored and made of good material, perfect for someone Mother Cheng’s age.

After comparing it, the service staff thought it was an unlucky day to encounter such a troublemaker, probably a wealthy one.

But when she saw Cheng Su checking the label inside the dress, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she was just pretending to be rich. Once she saw the price, it would scare her off, and a hint of contempt flashed in her eyes again.

Cheng Su caught that look, her lips curling up coldly, and she ripped off the label without even glancing at the price, tossed the dress to the salesperson, saying, "Pick one that fits her and wrap it up."

She then picked two more dresses for Mother Qi, compared them, ripped off the labels, and tossed the dresses with such dominance that the salespeople hurried to catch up.