"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll wipe it for you right away."
Zhao Zhiruo's mother hurriedly stood up, pulling out a napkin to wipe the man clean.
No choice, that's how business is. Even if it's the other party's fault, you can only take the initiative to apologize.
Especially in her family, where there's no man to support them.
"Get lost, get lost, this is a custom-made Dolce and Gabbana, do you know how much it costs?"
Brother Yu pushed Zhao Zhiruo's mother away.
Zhao Zhiruo's mother was at a loss for what to do, standing there stunned.
"Pay up, my clothes cost fifty thousand yuan, not a penny less!"
Brother Yu shouted.
"Mom." Zhao Zhiruo ran over to support her mother, then glared angrily at the other party, "You're extorting us, clearly it was you who bumped into my mom just now. Besides, how could your clothes be worth fifty thousand yuan?"
