Both women were portly and plump. They had also dressed up exquisitely, evidently from a wealthy family.
Qiao Mu glanced at them and shook her head. "It's not for free."
The young woman's round face immediately showed a look of contempt. She stared at that drooping heavenly star and said, "Its leaves are wilting. It's already dying."
Qiao Mu blinked and glanced at the heavenly star again. She didn't want to pay the mother and daughter duo any more attention, so she told the shop assistant who was standing there awkwardly, "How much is it? Wrap it up!"
"Tsk." The young woman sniggered and told her mother with a look of scorn, "Mom, you can't be like this in the future. Don't even ask about those shoddy products. We have to buy the best, and not these random cheap things. It's not like our family lacks the money."
That little stoic did look truly have celestial looks, but her behavior really garnered disdain.
