Upon hearing this, the store manager panicked. She did not know if the Bai family had the ability to buy the entire mall, but it was definitely a matter of lifting a finger to make her lose her job. After weighing the pros and cons, she could only pick the soft persimmons to pinch.
The store manager walked up to Su Yuan with a big smile on her face. "Miss, look, there's a blue one in this dress. Your mother's skin is fair, so she'll look good in any color. Moreover, the price of the blue one is lower. So, can you give the white one to Miss Bai?"
Su Yuan looked at the manager coldly and asked, "On what basis?"
"Just because you're the bastard child of this third party?" Bai Yurou sneered.
"Hehe, what's wrong? You want to hit me? What did I say wrong? Everyone in the Bai family knows that you're my dad's mistress.
