Not far away, Liu Hong was laughing with satisfaction.
Serves her right.
If it weren't for Zhao Jingmiao, would her spot have been snatched away? And on top of that, steal her business.
Although she had to admit that the clothes Zhao Jingmiao brought in were indeed better looking than hers, otherwise she wouldn't have copied Zhao Jingmiao's style to get her stock.
Now seeing Zhao Jingmiao's stall getting trashed, every part of Liu Hong felt delighted.
Qian Bao was into Zhao Jingmiao, even a blind person could see that, every time he came to collect the stall fees, his eyes were glued to Zhao Jingmiao.
And who is Qian Bao?
The man she had her eye on from the first day she set up a stall here.
She had been running a street stall in Capital City for a while, changed places several times, and met many who collected stall fees, but Qian Bao was the strongest and most loyal, a real man.
She originally planned to take things slow, no rush.
