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Chapter 488

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Chapter 488: Wedding Dress

Ji Wanxin's voice could be heard from the shop.

"I didn't tear it. I just … took a look at it."

"Look at it? You're still trying to argue? It's clear that you're the one who cut it. This is the fabric I'm going to use to make my wedding dress. In the entire Jinjiang city, this is the last one. Now that you've torn it, what should I do? "

Another woman angrily rebuked her.

"It's not me …"

Just like before, Ji Wanxin's voice was still soft and delicate, full of grievance.

Soon after, a few more voices were heard.

Ji Yunshu silently put away the orange-red jade. Her expression was cold and indifferent, and it was hard to tell what she was feeling. However, if one looked carefully, one could see the ruthlessness in her bright eyes.

Jing Rong, who was sitting on the opposite side, remained silent. Deep down, he understood what was going on.

In his heart, he understood what was going on.

Previously, when they were still in Shanhuai County, Ji Wanxin returned to Jinjiang without a word of greeting. According to the maidservants, Ji Wanxin was helped out of Ji Yunshu's room. She covered her face with her hands and her eyes were full of tears. She said that she accidentally fell and hit her face. In addition, she was not feeling well, so she couldn't help but cry.

Because of this, she returned to Jinjiang.

Jing Rong didn't pursue the matter further.

He didn't know that at that time, Ji Yunshu took off Ji Wanxin's mask and ruthlessly slapped her. She even cut off her gown before she left.

However, Ji Yunshu didn't mention any of this. It wasn't because she was kind or wanted to cover up Ji Wanxin's actions, but because she didn't want to make this matter known to everyone and get herself into trouble. In the end, she just felt tired. If she could touch white bones every day, why wouldn't she think about the scheming and deceit between women?

Between women, there were always strange things going on.

Jing Rong said, "Aren't you anxious to go back and see how Fu Bo is? Let's go. "

He took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table.

The two of them stood up and left. When they passed by the shop, the noise inside became even louder. The crowd started to make a ruckus.

"Isn't that the Ji family's second miss? Why are you buying wedding fabric? "

"She's getting married."

"Marry who?"

"You don't even know that? He's the son of the Minister of Rites in the capital. I heard that he's a dragon among men. He's handsome, cultured and refined, and he's also very knowledgeable. Many young ladies from famous families are hoping to get close to him. "

But he sighed in envy, "Then what kind of fortune did this Ji family's second miss cultivate in her past life? He had picked up such a great bargain! However, the other party was really unlucky. Second Miss Ji had always been sickly since she was young. Everyone in Jinjiang City knew about this! Perhaps not long after she married him, she would … "

Someone bumped into him and interrupted, "Don't talk nonsense! If someone hears this, you'll be in for it. "

The man immediately shut up.

Ji Yunshu heard every word of their conversation.

Was Ji Wanxin getting married?

So fast?

Involuntarily, Ji Yunshu's footsteps slowed down as she peeked inside.

Ji Wanxin's frail body was supported by a maidservant. Her head was lowered pitifully, and the red mole on her forehead was like a blooming flower. It reflected on her plump forehead and made her look even more pitiful. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

Who didn't know that she was a famous beauty in Jinjiang?!

Therefore, even if she really tore the fabric, everyone still sympathized with her.

In front of her stood a woman who could be considered a symbol. She was slightly taller than Ji Wanxin and had a broader body. Her temper was also much worse.

She was the Zhang family's young miss!

Zhang family's young miss pulled a piece of torn red cloth and threw it forward. "Tell me, what should we do now? You're the one who tore this cloth. You have to give me an explanation. "

Ji Wanxin choked with sobs. "It really wasn't me. I didn't tear your cloth."

"You're still denying it! It tore open the moment it touched your hand. If it wasn't you, then was it a ghost? "

"You've misunderstood me."

The maidservant standing next to her also followed her temperament, being a yes-man. She answered with grievance, "My Young Miss won't cut your cloth. When the shopkeeper handed it over, it was already torn. Don't try to blame it on my Young Miss."

"What are you talking about, little girl? Could it be that I'm framing her? Previously, she said she liked this cloth but was unwilling to accept that I bought it first. That's why she tore my wedding dress. "

"No, Miss, I really didn't …"

She lifted her almond-shaped eyes that were filled with tears. It was as if she would breathe her last if she said two more words.

The shopkeeper saw that the situation wasn't right and rushed over to grab the cloth. He was also very innocent.

"This is the only piece of cloth in all of Jinjiang. It's not cheap." She said to Ji Wanxin, "Miss, this cloth was paid for by Miss Zhang in advance and has already been sold to her. If this cloth is damaged by you, you just have to pay for it. Isn't that enough?"

Miss Zhang was indignant.

She snorted. "No way! What? You want to let it go just by paying for it? My Zhang family doesn't lack money. This cloth was specially picked out by me to make a wedding dress. Aren't you cursing me by tearing it now? How unlucky. "

The shopkeeper said, "Then Miss Zhang, what about this?"

Miss Zhang raised an eyebrow and snorted coldly, "I know you're the second miss of the Ji family, and that you have people backing you up. However, this miss hates people like you. You rely on the fact that your two brothers are officials in the court to be so rude and overbearing, secretly scheming and scheming against others. In my opinion, the one who's scheming and suffering is your face. Everyone says that Ji Wanxin is as beautiful as a flower, but since you've torn the fabric of my wedding dress, then …"

She smiled sinisterly.

She picked up a pair of cloth cutting scissors from the counter and walked closer to Ji Wanxin. "Then I'll cut your face as an apology."

His lips curved into a sinister smile as he walked closer to Ji Wanxin. "Then I'll cut your face as an apology."

The crowd was stunned.

What kind of logic was this?

What kind of logic was that?

Ji Wanxin abruptly raised her terrified eyes. The pair of scissors was already right in front of her eyes. Her heart jumped. If she moved, the scissors would stab into her eyes.

His body trembled.

Her petite lips parted involuntarily.

Miss Zhang smiled and moved her hand forward a little, about to cut her face with the scissors across the distance of the paper.

Unexpectedly —

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone. She didn't know which acupuncture point was pressed, but she felt as if the meridians on her wrist were stung by wasps. She felt a great pain, and her five fingers were forced to loosen. The scissors fell to the ground.

Ah!

It was also accompanied by a scream.

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