When the shop assistant heard Xiao Tian's words, she pasted a forced smile on her face and pretended to be polite.
She said, "Alright, you like this dress, right? This dress has been hand-sewn by the designer. You have to pay a deposit of 100,000 yuan before you can even try it on. If it fits, then you pay the rest. If it doesn't, then 3% of the trial fee will be deducted."
300,000 yuan for a dress. Fang Mo'er felt her heart start to ache. The design of this dress was not very grand, so it was not something she could wear to a banquet. It would be too extravagant for something she could only wear during her daily life.
She really wanted to say that she did not want it anymore, but Xiao Tian had spoken up for her. Even if she was embarassed, she could not let Xiao Tian be humiliated.
