Chapter 547: A Scene In Songhe Inn 5 

Not just anyone could afford to buy this garment from Ziyun Boutique! 

It was priceless! 

She was the first person in the entire Capital City who had bought it. 

The shopkeeper had said there were only three pieces. 

That was why Wen Chuji had initially thought that the other two pieces were definitely going to be worn by others of the same class and status as her. When the time came and a comparison was to be made, it would be about who wore it better! 

Wen Chuji was very confident in her looks, figure, and aura—so she believed that she wore the garment best. 

She would never have thought that such a limited edition garment could be worn by a plain-looking lady who had come out of nowhere. 

But now… 

What was this? 

Was she being pulled down to the same class as this lady? 

Thus, Wen Chuji’s anger instantly soared to the very top of her head! 

Jiang Siliu had just come to the Capital City not long ago, so she did not know that this was a limited edition garment from Ziyun Boutique. She even muttered in surprise, “Big Sis Wen, that lady is wearing the same garment as you.” 

“…” 

Wen Chuji’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and she was completely silent. 

Jiang Liluo knew of the several limited-edition garments from Ziyun Boutique, so she could tell that Wen Chuji was in a very bad mood. She carefully pulled at the hem of Jiang Siliu’s garment and signaled for her not to speak anymore. 

Jiang Siliu was confused and did not understand Jiang Liluo’s hint, but she knew that the hand gesture was telling her to stop talking. She quickly blinked her eyes embarrassedly. 

… 

On the other hand, Qi Qingyao looked at the group of girls, then looked away from the lady who was wearing the same garment as her. The first thing she saw when she looked away was a familiar person. She could not be any more familiar with this person—so familiar that Qi Qingyao had not expected to run into this person in the Capital City! 

That person was Jiang Siliu. 

The Lady of the Jiang family with whom she had had some conflict at the hot springs villa. 

What a small world the Capital had turned out to be! 

Qi Qingyao had wanted to just visit Songhe Inn today, so she did not want to cause any more trouble. 

She subconsciously touched her chin and recalled that she was currently in disguise. 

Her current face was not Qi Qingyao’s, so Jiang Siliu should not be able to recognize her. As long as she did not recognize her, they would not interact, so naturally there would be no conflict… 

Tan Xiangdie sat at the table next to her. While pretending to drink, he swept his glance over indifferently, gathering all the fine details of the girl’s emotions. He noted that she did not feel awkward wearing the same garment as Wen Chuji. 

However, the second her gaze landed on Jiang Siliu, she was mildly surprised. 

The surprise in her eyes had been only brief, but it had not escaped Tan Xiangdie’s observation. 

Why did this person look surprised when she saw Jiang Siliu? That look… It was as though she had not expected to see Jiang Siliu here. Was she afraid of causing trouble? 

Could it be that the two of them had interacted and got into some conflict somewhere before? It seemed that this girl did not want to engage with Jiang Siliu. 

How interesting… 

… 

Qi Qingyao subtly swept her gaze toward the window, drinking her Bodhi Crisp. After waiting for the group of ladies to sit down, Qi Qingyao figured that nothing would happen today since both parties did not know each other… 

Her serenity lasted less than the time it would have taken to burn one stick of incense. 

The lady next to her who was wearing the same garment seemed a little angry but was clearly still holding herself back.  

With a graceful tone that carried a hint of provocation, she asked, “Where did you buy your garment?” 

Qi Qingyao turned her head, looked over at the source of the sound, and happened to meet Wen Chuji’s calm but faintly arrogant gaze. 

“Are you talking to me?” Qi Qingyao asked with a smile. 

Jiang Liluo despised this kind of innocent-looking idiot who had come out of nowhere, so she said condescendingly, “Who else, if not you? Is Big Sis Wen talking to a ghost?”