Chapter 647
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"Su Qianxun, what are you so proud of? You bought this cheap dress from a street stall, right? It's obviously trash. Why are you pretending to be noble? "
When Qiao Yiren walked over and saw Su Qianxun being humiliated, she felt extremely delighted. She exchanged glances with Lan Yingying, and both of them laughed. Qiao Yiren looked at Lan Yingying.
"Are you done? If you're done, you can move aside. "
When they saw that Su Qianxun did not refute them, they thought that she was feeling guilty, and they became even more proud of themselves. They kept mocking Su Qianxun's dress.
Qiao Yiren held her wedding dress and looked at the scene. She felt as if she had vented her anger. She walked over and said, "Sister, I'm getting married today. If you don't have money to buy a dress, you can tell me. I'll buy you a set of Chanel. You …"
"Yiren, you're so kind. But she's so poor that she doesn't deserve to wear such luxury goods. She won't look like a prince even if she wears a dragon robe." One of the female students looked at Su Qianxun in disdain.
"Yiren's wedding dress was designed by a designer in Milan, right? It must be expensive, right?"
"Not really. It's only about five million RMB." Qiao Yiren seemed to have vented her anger, and she became arrogant. At this moment, she felt like she was stepping on Su Qianxun again.
"Su Qianxun, aren't you ashamed of yourself? How dare you come here wearing a tattered dress? Look at Yiren's wedding dress, and then look at yours. If I were you, I'd knock my head against a pillar and die."
"Pfft …"
A woman who was standing at the front of the crowd suddenly laughed, causing the people around her to look at her. Judging by the woman's dress and temperament, they knew that she was not an ordinary person.
"I'm sorry, I just think it's too funny. How dare she describe a dress designed by the genius designer, Luther, and produced by the ancient and mysterious Luther family as tattered? It shows how ignorant she is about the fashion industry … I'm afraid that a designer from Milan doesn't even deserve to carry Luther's shoes!"
When the celebrities and people with status heard that someone was wearing clothes designed by the Luthor family, they all came over. Which celebrity or noble wouldn't be proud to own a piece of clothing made by the Luthor family? It was no longer a matter of money; it was a symbol of status.
However, in the entire entertainment industry, only the Heavenly Queen, Xiao Qiangwei, had one. She would only wear it during major awards ceremonies and usually kept it at home like a treasure.
The women's expressions changed when they heard what the woman said. Qiao Yiren's expression changed as well. "Are you mistaken? I spent more than 5 million on my wedding! "
"Over five million?" The woman smiled playfully. She walked up to Su Qianxun and glanced at the gown she was wearing. She said, "This young lady's gown is made of the most expensive snow cicada silk in the world. It's warm in the winter and cool in the summer. It's said that it's almost as expensive as a diamond. There are only a handful of people in this world who can afford to wear it."
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. They did not expect Su Qianxun's clothes to be so valuable. Of course, Su Qianxun did not know that herself. She did not even dare to move, for fear that she might damage it.
The woman smiled and continued, "Not to mention the Tianshan Wild Ferret fur on her shoulder. It's rare to see it even once in a lifetime, let alone wear it … Everyone is lucky to see such a rare treasure today. This set of clothes is priceless even if it's in the market!"
Qiao Yiren and Lan Yingying's expressions darkened. The other female students also started to get nervous.
"Five million is only enough to buy a thread on this set of clothes."
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