Little Jia thanked her father happily. When she turned four, she would dress up as Princess Isabelle on her birthday, she thought.

For an unknown reason, Wan Jia was not interested in any of the clothes. She only bought a few pairs of shoes. Perhaps it was because she was a little distracted and excited about something. She kept checking her phone from time to time.

"Are you alright?" Lu Aotian asked.

"I'm fine. I'm probably just not in the mood to shop."

Lu Aotian remained silent. Since when was Wan Jia not in the mood to shop? Did the sun rise in the West today?

A few minutes later, Lu Aotian recieved a call from the company and went out to answer it. While he was away, Little Jia spotted a lacy pink princess dress. She already had very many pink dresses but she couldn't ever have enough of them.

She had just taken it and was about to show it to a sales assistant when another girl suddenly snatched it. "This is mine."

Little Jia glared fiercely at the girl and snatched it back. "Excuse me, I took it first."

Wan Jia smiled at the little girl. "Little girl, my daughter picked this dress first. You should pick another one or perhaps, you can ask the sales assistants if there is a similar one? It's rude to snatch things from people. "

At that moment, a voluptious woman wearing a beautiful black dress and thirteen centimetre high heels sauntered over. Wan Jia was about to smile but the woman had a poisonous tongue.

"This woman here, my daughter likes this dress. Give it to her. You cannot afford it anyway."

Wan Jia sighed at the streak of rude women she was meeting lately. Were they perhaps sent over by someone?

She took the dress from Little Jia and handed it to a sales assistant. "Pack it up."

The voluptious woman was shocked. It was the first time anyone ever disregarded her. She narrowed her eyes. "Did you hear what I said? Give it to my daughter."

Wan Jia ignored her and took a step foward to walk away.

The woman pulled her back. "How dare you? Do you know who I am?"

Wan Jia turned, looked at her and said in a soft voice "Excuse me miss, you have a stain in your armpit."

Although it was said in a soft voice, it was still heard by everyone present thanks to the silence.

The woman subconciously peered at her armpit then realized just how embarassing she looked when she did that. This woman had tricked her!

"You...!" She pointed her manicured finger at Wan Jia.

Wan Jia grabbed her finger and squeezed it so hard that the woman squeeled. "If you hurt my face, you will not be able to handle the consequences."

"Let go of my finger!" She snarled.

"Sure." Wan Jia smiled and pushed it hard. Her manicured nails almost made a dent on her beautiful dress. She once again lost her temper. "You ruined my dress! Do you think you can pay for it?"

Wan Jia glanced at the dress that was not even close to being ruined. Pay for it? Easy peasy. But she couldn't be bothered to.

She took Little Jia's hand and looked at the sales assistant. "I said to pack the dress. What are you waiting for?"

"Sorry, Right away ma'am." He was afraid of Lu Aotian and would definitely obey Wan Jia's orders. That, and the fact that Little Jia had indeed picked the dress first and it was only fair to give it to her.

However, the other girl let out ear piercing screams. "Mummy! Mummy! I want my dress back!"

She had been pampered all her life and always got what she wanted. The voluptious woman was annoyed and looked at Wan Jia. "Are you really going to fight a child over a dress?"

Wan Jia was going to retaliate but before she did, someone who had just returned behind her did. He held her waist and looked at the voluptious woman. "Of course she will not. It's you and your daughter who argue over clothes that do not belong to you. You should take off the dress you are wearing."

Everyone gasped.

What...what did Lu Aotian just say?

Take off.... her dress?

The woman felt utterly humiliated. Her face turned pale. "What did you say?"

Lu Aotian said it louder, enunciating every word clearly. "Take off your dress."

Wan Jia turned aside and covered her mouth to laugh lightly. Little Jia was currently confused. Why was her daddy asking this aunty to take off her dress?

Still, she joined in the fun. "Auntie, my daddy said to take off your dress. Didn't you hear him? Or else...should I help you?" The last four words were said shyly, making it even more humiliating.

The woman wished she could kick Little Jia away.

She looked at Wan Jia scornfully. "Your man is not satisfied by what he has and wants to see other women's bodies. Aren't you ashamed?"

She had just returned to the country after many years and did not recognize Lu Aotian. If she did, she wouldn't be so rude.

Lu Aotian spoke, "You can't compare to a single finger of hers. I'm asking you to take off that dress because it's my wife's."

"Excuse me?"

Lu Aotian smirked. "She designed it. So naturally, it's hers. Hurry up while I'm still being polite."