Rebirth: Divorcing the Billionaire
Chapter 68: The Clothes-Snatching Incident

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: The Clothes-Snatching Incident

Wan Yu quickly sent over photos of the "Sweetheart Sect Hierarch."

Jian Xi glanced at the picture. The girl had a sweet little face, a princess-cut hairstyle, and wore a pink dress that, on her, didn’t look gaudy but instead exuded a fresh and ethereal sweetness. Her smile, with its endearing little canine teeth, could make anyone want to give her the world. Her skin was as white as a shelled egg. No wonder she captivated so many homebodies worldwide.

Ye Qianxin... somewhat interesting.

The world never lacked beauties, but influential beauties were certainly rare.

Li Bin also called, indicating he wanted to book Ye Qianxin as the spokesperson for their women’s fashion line.

"Alright, you can make the decision on that," Jian Xi readily agreed.

She had little interest or passion for managing the company; her only fervent desire was to undermine Jiang Qimeng.

She glanced at the time. Why hasn’t Si Yuhuan arrived yet?

Jian Xi went to check. His attending physician looked bewildered. "Didn’t Director Si go looking for you?"

Like hell he did! That guy must have ditched me here and run off.

Jian Xi clenched the vial of medicine in her hand.

This medicine... I definitely didn’t grab the wrong one. Damn bastard!

Her phone binged with a message. It turned out there was a company matter, and he had to leave first.

Jian Xi wanted to reply with "Go to hell."

After thinking it over, she held back. At least he had the decency to let me know. I should be grateful for small mercies.

It was still early, so Jian Xi headed straight to the mall.

She needed to pick up some furniture for her place at the Fuyuan Official Residence.

Money talks. With three construction teams working simultaneously, she would be able to move in within a week.

By then, Si Yuhuan can go to hell for all I care, the farther away the better!

Ouleite Mall was one of the finest malls in Beijing, with a total of eight floors. The first four floors sold luxury clothing, while floors five through eight primarily featured customized home goods. The ultra-luxurious decor made anyone who walked in feel immediately relaxed, satisfying the desires of even the pickiest shoppers.

Just as she reached the third floor, a white trench coat caught Jian Xi’s eye.

She once loved bright colors, but Si Yuhuan preferred more mature and stable styles. Consequently, all her attire had been chosen according to Si Yuhuan’s preferences. Jian Xi particularly liked designs like this generously tailored, eye-catching trench coat.

"Miss, do you like our newly arrived trench coat?" The astute sales associate, noticing Jian Xi eyeing it, immediately approached.

Jian Xi walked over, inquired about the price and size, and found it quite suitable. "Alright, I’ll take a small to try on."

The sales associate was elated. "Certainly, Miss. Please wait a moment."

Jian Xi took out her compact powder and began touching up her makeup, trying to cover the scar on her forehead with her hair.

Fourth Brother said it wouldn’t leave a scar, right?

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from inside, followed by a loud commotion. After waiting a few minutes, Jian Xi couldn’t help but get up and walk over.

BANG!

The sales associate was shoved out from the fitting room, nearly crashing into Jian Xi.

Jian Xi instinctively caught her, frowning. "What’s going on in there?"

A head Jian Xi wanted to smash every time she saw it poked out from inside.

Jiang Qimeng’s good friend, Xiang Yao, emerged. "Well, well, if it isn’t a case of ’foes crossing a narrow path.’ I was wondering who was competing with our Mengmeng for her things. Turns out it’s you, you shameless, brazen home-wrecker."

"Are you talking to me?" Jian Xi narrowed her eyes, glaring at her.

To go out without checking the almanac and run into this kind of trash!

Xiang Yao flinched.

But then, seeing Jiang Qimeng emerge from behind her, she was immediately emboldened by her backer. "I *am* talking to you! Our Mengmeng saw this dress first. Why do you have to compete with her for everything? It’s the same with clothes, and it’s the same with men!"

How would this outsider know what happened between the three of us? It seemed Jiang Qimeng hadn’t been shy about feeding her lies, gaining another brainless fan to yap at me every day.

Jian Xi couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath on them. The mere thought of Jiang Qimeng having touched that trench coat disgusted her. "If you like it so much, you can have it."

Jian Xi turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qimeng immediately stepped in front of her, holding the white trench coat. "Miss Jian, if you like this coat, please take it. Actually, I don’t absolutely have to have it. It’s just that Yuhan said he likes me in white. He says it makes me look pure and flawless."

Her eyes were full of provocation, a smile playing on her lips as she deliberately fanned the flames of anger simmering within Jian Xi.

If this were the past, I’m sure I would have rushed up to slap her, then fought her like a shrew, tooth and nail.

Jiang Qimeng was also surprised when Jian Xi burst out laughing, laughing so hard she bent forwards and backwards. "Hahaha! That’s rich, Jiang Qimeng! Don’t you feel disgusted with yourself when you say things like that?"

"You’re a famous celebrity, not some cheap tramp! Don’t you have any sense of shame?"

"Do you get a sense of accomplishment flaunting your coquettish ways in front of the man’s legal wife?"

Xiang Yao immediately charged forward. "Jian Xi! You’re supposed to be a lady from a respectable family! How can you use such foul language?"

"Why should I be polite to scum like her? And as for you, you little buffoon, if you dare snarl at me again, believe me, I’ll slap you silly!"

Jian Xi raised her arm.

Xiang Yao quickly hid behind Jiang Qimeng, terrified.

"Jian Xi!" Jiang Qimeng shrieked, her voice laced with fury.

She had imagined a thousand different reactions from Jian Xi, but never this one.

The Jian Family valued appearances above all, and I used to treasure the title of Mrs. Si more than anything. What on earth has gotten into her? Does she not care about any of that anymore?

"What are you yelling about? Does being loud make you right? Do you need me to call everyone over to witness the great celebrity Jiang Qimeng seducing another woman’s husband and then trying to snatch a shabby coat from the legal wife just to show off?"

A crowd immediately gathered.

"Is that Jiang Qimeng? I heard she recently signed with a rapidly expanding company under the Haohan Group. Surely she didn’t get all those resources by sleeping her way to the top? And she still pretends to be an innocent ingénue? That’s disgusting!"

"Who knows! But that woman claiming to be the legal wife certainly carries herself like one."

"First snatching men, now snatching clothes?"

Where there are crowds, there are always people who enjoy a spectacle, and a heated discussion quickly erupted.

Jiang Qimeng glared at Jian Xi resentfully. "Making such a scene won’t do either of us any good. Have you forgotten Yuhan’s warning?"

Of course, Jian Xi remembered. Si Yuhuan had warned that if she dared to cause trouble for Jiang Qimeng again, she would face unbearable consequences.

Now, I’m actually keen to see what kind of ’unbearable consequences’ are in store!

The staff were terrified. Even the manager came out, but the moment he saw Jiang Qimeng, he backed down.

After all, she was a major celebrity. Moreover, Si Yuhuan had accompanied her here many times. He couldn’t afford to offend either party. However, the mistress’s allure was clearly greater; otherwise, why the significant additional investment? And over the years, he hadn’t heard any noteworthy stories about this legitimate Mrs. Si.

The cunning manager’s eyes darted around before he tried to placate Jian Xi. "This coat was already set aside for Miss Jiang. Miss, perhaps you’d like to choose something else?"

He was blatantly lying. He clearly recognized her as the real Mrs. Si yet still sided with Jiang Qimeng, obviously looking down on her.

In the eyes of a shrewd businessman, a mistress’s spending power held more value. Well, today, I will show him what true value means!