Chapter 55
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Chapter 55 Low IQ
Quincy walked into the most famous women’s clothing store, handsome and dashing, looking very wealthy at first glance.
The female sales associate nearby almost rushed over, “Sir, is there anything I can assist you with?”
The man didn’t like being surrounded by women, his face cold and his brows furrowed: “Stay away from me.”
The faces of the female sales associates froze one after another.
Renee was just watching the drama unfold from the sidelines, with no intention of stepping in to help. After all, they weren’t buying clothes for her, so why should she go out of her way to help?
The next second, a dark–faced man looked at her, “What are you staring
at?”
Renee flashed a professional fake smile, “What do you need me to do?”
“Choosing clothes, bags, shoes, jewelry, understand?”
Quincy thought she was stupid. He had brought her to the mall, and she was just standing there foolishly?
Renee completely lowered the emotional intelligence of gold–digging
women!
“Alright then!”
Renee stomped over, gritting her teeth. Wasn’t it just about choosing these things for Lisa?
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She spoke with great boldness, “Bring out the most expensive item in your store, understand?”
Anyway, she wasn’t the one being taken advantage of Renee held her breath, choosing whatever was ugly and eye–piercing she saw.
Didn’t Lisa like white? Yet, she stubbornly refused to let Lisa have her
way.
Quincy saw those bright red and purple, neon green clothes, bags, and shoes, his eye twitched as he looked at Renee, “Are you sure you’re choosing these?”
Before, I just thought there was something wrong with Renee’s mind, I didn’t realize her eyesight wasn’t too good either.
This aesthetic!
“Sure, if you were not satisfied, you could choose someone else!”
Renee had a tense expression, looking like she was ready to give up.
Quincy’s gaze was complex, he hesitated, then finally said, “As long as you’re happy.”
At that moment, Morris came over: “Sir, there’s an important phone call.”
Renee saw Quincy stand up, she quickly asked, “Are we going to continue choosing?”
“Suit yourself.”
Quincy took the phone and went outside. After all, he had brought her shopping today, whether she wanted to buy anything or not!
Renee clicked her tongue and turned around, seeing the salesperson’s sparkling eyes, “Madam, your husband is really good to you.”
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“He was my ex–husband.”
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The salesperson’s expression stiffened for a moment before reluctantly speaking, “Bringing you shopping after a divorce, that’s quite considerate and righteous.”
“No, these were all picked out for Xiao San.”
The atmosphere gradually became awkward.
Suddenly, a snicker broke the awkward silence.
“Pfft, Renee, your performance as the legitimate wife is simply laughable.”
Renee looked back and to her surprise, the person who came was Marcella Patel, Quincy’s cousin.
Previously, Renee discovered that Marcella was having an affair during her marriage, which was so serious that it almost cost someone’s life, so she told Quincy.
Marcella had always been bothered by this, holding a grudge and targeting her everywhere.
Marcella was acting like a madwoman, and Renee couldn’t be bothered to deal with her.
But the more you ignored some people, the more they thought you were easy to bully.
Marcella glanced at the shopping bags piled on the ground, which must have cost at least a million, and clicked her tongue in amazement, “Just how much does my brother despise you, making you buy things for his mistress? And yet, you still have the nerve to stick around the Patel family. How thick is your skin?”
The more Marcella spoke, the happier she became.
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The joy lasted no more than three seconds, a cold, deep voice splashed over like icy water.
“Marcella, who gave you the audacity to dare to mock my lady?”
Quincy strode in, his knife–like gaze making Marcella tremble with fear.
He immediately looked at Rence, frustrated and disappointed, “Are you a blockhead? She’s mocking you, don’t you know how to retort?”
Didn’t you used to mock yourself before, weren’t you sharp–tongued?
Renee was utterly speechless, “How can I refute that? This dress was indeed bought for the mistress.”
Quincy really wanted to knock Renee’s head open to see what was going on in her mind: “Who do you think this was bought for? Renee, you’re really something!”
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