"Help me..." before An Lan could finish, a woman's voice interrupted from behind, "Wrap up this watch for me."
An Lan was stunned by the familiar boastful voice, turning around to see Ouyang Yan's face. She furrowed her brow, not yet speaking, when the sales clerk, looking distressed, said, "I'm sorry, but this lady was the first to see it."
Even in the depth of winter, Ouyang Yan still wore only a brown coat and a pair of bare-legged leggings, her feet planted in patent leather boots, looking beautifully chilling. She tilted her head back, glaring at An Lan with disdain.
"Did she use a card yet? I'll buy it right now, by card. Besides, she might not really want it."
Ouyang Yan didn't really like the watch; she just wanted to thwart An Lan. After experiencing a displeasure elsewhere, she accumulated resentment towards An Lan and Xiao Yihe. Now, seeing the person who caused her current plight, she was determined to make things difficult.
