Tian Sangsang's cold gaze swept over her without lingering for a single moment.
Yao Fangfang, for the first time, felt insulted—how could a rural bumpkin dare to look at her with such an expression?
Her almond-shaped eyes glared wide open: "Who gave you the right to look at me like that? So what if I paid before you? What can you do about it?"
Throwing a proper spoiled-brat tantrum.
Tian Sangsang wasn't picking a fight with her. Girls like her thrive on adoration; anyone who defies them is unacceptable. But Sangsang wasn't her lackey—why should she indulge her?
"Fangfang, don't get upset." Shui Lian tried to soothe Yao Fangfang, politely nodding towards Tian Sangsang and giving a faint smile. "Miss, we didn't mean to cut in line for payment; we honestly thought you hadn't bought anything yet. Sorry about that. I'll let you pay first, okay?"
She stepped aside.
"Xiaolian, why are you tolerating someone as uncivilized as her?!" Yao Fangfang gritted her teeth.
