Master Xiao, Your Wife Has Reborn

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Just as the junior stylish finished speaking, a slap landed on her face. A full handprint appeared instantly on her face. She looked at the two girls in front of her in disbelief. How dare these girls hit her? They were so poor yet so arrogant? The junior stylist was livid as she covered her face and roared,

"You two bums, how dare you hit me?"

Su Jin didn't care about any of that. She didn't want to slap anyone, but this junior stylist was just too arrogant. She had been looking down on them since they walked in; she even stomped on their gowns. If she wasn't taught a lesson, she would only be more audacious. Su Jin looked at the junior stylist coldly and said,

"Apologize!"

The junior stylist ignored Su Jin. This place was her territory. Moreover, these two bums obviously couldn't afford their styling services. Telling them to scram was for their own good. How dare they hit her? And in front of so many people? How could she work here in future? The junior stylist shouted back,

"You b*tch! How dare you hit me? And act so f*cking arrogantly? I'll teach you a lesson today!"

As she said this, the junior stylist raised her hand to slap Su Jin. She was going to hit back the way Su Jin hit her, ten times or even a hundred times more. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to survive in this shop in future. No customers would ask for her. Seeing that the junior stylist was about to hit her, Su Jin raised her foot and kicked her in the chest. The junior stylist was caught off guard and sent flying. Su Jin stepped on her chest with an ice-cold expression and repeated,

"Apologize!"

The junior stylist didn't expect this penniless wretch to hit her, and so fiercely. She couldn't fight back at all. After her chest was kicked, it's now being stepped on. She felt like she couldn't breathe. In her panic, the junior stylist could only look at her manager and hope that her manager would save her.

"Manager, quick, save me!"

The store manager didn't want to intervene at first. He thought that such small matters could be handled by his staff. He didn't expect these girls to beat up a junior stylist. These two bums weren't easy to deal with, but since this happened in his shop, he had to intervene, or he would lose his authority. The manager said coldly to Su Jin,

"Miss, you beat up my staff. I'm going to call the police now!"

Su Jin couldn't care less. There must be surveillance cameras in a setup like this, right? It would obviously show who started the trouble. Besides, their gowns weren't cheap. This shop would be in big trouble when the time came. Su Jin glanced at the store manager and said indifferently,

"Sure. Call the police right now!"

"But do you see the bags on the ground?"

When the store manager heard this, he looked at the two black plastic bags on the ground. They were just ordinary plastic bags. What could be in them? These girls still talked like this despite hearing about police involvement. Could they have some extraordinary background? But that's impossible since they were wearing school uniforms and carrying cheap school bags. The store manager sneered and said arrogantly,

"So what? Aren't they just cheap plastic bags? What's there to see?"

Su Jin knew that since the store manager reacted this way, he was probably not a good person either. They were all the same. However, the more this was, the better. It was their fault for looking down on others. This store deserved to be tortured. Su Jin looked at the store manager coldly, like she was looking at a dead person, and said with a cold smile,

"You and your staff, lick the bags clean now and open them. Can your shop afford the gowns inside?"

The store manager was stunned when he heard this, but then he felt that it was impossible. If they were really young misses from rich families, how could they be so shabby? Carrying such cheap school bags? It was simply a joke. Which rich young miss wasn't high and mighty? The store manager looked at Pang Nana fawningly and then said disdainfully,

"Hmph! You two bums. Look at the clothes you are wearing. How much money can you have? And you are carrying such cheap school bags. You are just beggarly students! What expensive dresses can you have? If they really cost more than tens of thousands of yuan, I will also look up to you!"

"Look at the lady who is getting styled there. What she is wearing is just casual clothes, but they easily cost tens of thousands of yuan. Are you worthy to be compared with her?"