Xu Youyou and Mo Zhiyun turned in unison to look at the source of the voice. They saw a woman dressed in a pale pink dress slowly walking into the store. Her curly chestnut-colored hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her figure was seductive and curvy. Her eyes were fixed on the shirt that Xu Youyou had taken a liking to. She acted as though she did not see Xu Youyou and Mo Zhiyun as she said, "I want this shirt."
Mo Zhiyun was filled with inexplicable dislike although it was her first time seeing that woman. She said, "We took a liking to the shirt first and were about to pay for it. Just because you want it, you'll take it? Isn't there a first-come-first-serve basis?"
The woman did not say anything. She only looked at the salesperson.
The salesperson looked troubled and embarrassed as she gestured at Xu Youyou and said, "I apologize, but this young lady took a liking to the shirt first. It's the last one available."
