Rose Manor: Tycoon's Relentless Chase
Chapter 39 - 36: Jade Bracelet

Chapter 39: Chapter 36: Jade Bracelet

Yin Shuyao was taking her future sister-in-law Qin Sang out for shopping, selecting a dress to wear at the wedding banquet.

As they passed by this luxury brand store, she saw, from a few meters away, a profile inside the store that looked very much like Shen Jianian. Upon entering, she found it really was her, which instantly dampened her mood.

Hearing that she wanted to buy that exquisitely crafted dress in the window display, Yin Shuyao almost burst out laughing.

It seemed that Shen Jianian still hadn’t adapted to being an ordinary person, still thinking of herself as a wealthy heiress, waving her hand to purchase a dress worth six or seven figures.

Moreover, with her current situation, she was probably worse off than an ordinary person.

"Shen Jianian, you’re still staying in Yicheng? I almost thought I’d mistaken you for someone else." Yin Shuyao crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes full of disdain, as she looked Shen Jianian up and down.

When she noticed that the beige coat Shen Jianian was wearing was from a certain luxury brand’s new autumn-winter collection, a flash of incredulity flickered in her eyes.

She had left the Yin Family all alone; where did she get the money to buy high-end clothes?

Yin Shuyao was sure that Shen Jianian had no other relatives or friends in Yicheng. Back then, Li Wu had said she was taken away by a wealthy young man, but she couldn’t figure out who it was even now.

Shen Jianian didn’t want to converse with her and completely ignored her presence, looking past her. She said to Zhu Yilan, "Let’s go."

Yin Shuyao’s gaze shifted to Zhu Yilan, whose face was completely unfamiliar. She had never seen her before, wearing a professional suit, showing no special distinction.

"Are we still getting this dress?" Zhu Yilan wasn’t sure what vendetta Shen Jianian had with this suddenly appearing woman, only remembered to complete the task assigned by her boss.

Yin Shuyao raised her eyes and sneered, speaking to the sales associate standing silently by, "Do you not gauge a customer’s purchasing power when you’re selling clothes? Does she look like she can afford this dress?"

That familiar mocking tone, Shen Jianian had heard it too many times and was immune to it now.

The sales associate forced a smile and indirectly replied to Yin Shuyao, "Miss, is there anything you need? I can assist you."

"Didn’t you hear what I just said?" Yin Shuyao looked impatient, pointing at the dress on the mannequin, "I like this dress, wrap it up for me now."

"It’s all about first come, first served." Zhu Yilan calmly stated a fact, "We saw this dress first."

"Funny, just because you saw it first doesn’t mean it’s yours?" Yin Shuyao rolled her eyes, "Before you boast, take a look at whether you can afford it."

The tension was palpable, and seeing the situation escalate out of control, the sales associate went to fetch the store manager.

The female store manager, dressed in a black suit, an orange scarf around her neck, and sporting a sharp short hair cut, came over smiling to the four of them, "Hello ladies, this dress is indeed beautiful and many people like it. How about you check the price first, if you decide to buy, this is roughly the price."

She punched in a seven-digit number on the calculator and showed it to them.

Qin Sang, who had been silently following behind Yin Shuyao, gasped inwardly. As the only heiress of the Qin Family, she had rarely worn such expensive dresses.

"Forget it." Qin Sang nudged Yin Shuyao’s elbow, speaking in a low voice, "Let them have it."

Yin Shuyao’s eyes widened. How could she be content to lose to Shen Jianian?

In the past, she couldn’t compete with Shen Jianian’s family background, which allowed Shen Jianian to bask in all the glory while she could only be a foil. Now, with Shen Jianian down on her luck and her about to marry into the Qin Family and become the young lady of the Qin Family, basking in glory, whether it was this dress or any other thing, as long as Shen Jianian fancied it, she wanted to snatch it all.

This kind of thrill, no one but her could understand.

Shen Jianian looked at her gloating face, her gaze gradually turning cold, unwilling to back down, "Sorry, I’m determined to have this dress. You’ll have to choose another."

Yin Shuyao acted as if she’d heard a joke, "Shen Jianian, do you even know what you’re saying? Used to be a young lady, can’t recognize reality now? I might as well tell you, I’m about to marry the son of the Qin Family. What do you have to compare with me? Oh, and by the way, the wedding is scheduled for later this month, but you won’t be invited to the wedding."

Qin Sang’s face fell as she listened, truly embarrassed by this future sister-in-law, understanding why her brother didn’t like her and was reluctant to marry her in.

Even she, the genuine eldest daughter of the Qin Family, didn’t flaunt her family background to oppress others, yet Yin Shuyao hadn’t even married in and was starting to show off.

Qin Sang couldn’t stand such behavior from the bottom of her heart.

"Alright." Qin Sang frowned, impatiently interjecting, "Yin Shuyao, grandma asked me to accompany you to pick a dress, to help you choose, not to let you use the Qin Family’s money to show off. The dress costs over three million, are you crazy?"

As the groom’s side, all wedding-related expenses were borne by the Qin Family, including hotel, wedding coordinators, bridal gowns, and dresses, but that didn’t mean the Qin Family was willing to be taken advantage of and allow Yin Shuyao to do as she pleased.

Yin Shuyao’s arrogance was like a fully inflated balloon suddenly popped with a needle, her face alternating between blue and red, looking terribly upset.

"Sang Sang, how can you say that about me?" Yin Shuyao looked aggrieved, pursing her lips and glancing at her, "I just really like this dress, and I want to look beautiful at the wedding banquet. One only gets married once in a lifetime, you’ll understand when you get married, wanting the best of everything."

"Even so, you have to consider reality, the bridal gown isn’t even that expensive."

Qin Sang, accustomed to being spoiled at home, wasn’t falling for her coquettish act, and spoke bluntly, hitting right where it hurt.

Yin Shuyao was left speechless, feeling like she’d swallowed a fly, seething with rage.

After work, she personally drove to the university to pick Qin Sang, stopping at another store. To curry favor with her future sister-in-law, she spent a fortune from her own pocket buying expensive gifts for her. Now, however, not only did she not appreciate it, she even humiliated her in front of outsiders.

How could she manage living under the same roof in the future if this was her attitude even before entering the family? Yin Shuyao pondered long-term, feeling more and more unsettled.

While they were talking, Zhu Yilan directly swiped the black card Fu Jichen had given her, leaving the store manager an address, asking them to deliver it to the Rose Manor another day.

The store manager respectfully handed back the card and the receipt, addressing Shen Jianian, "Miss, you may now try on the dress. If anything doesn’t fit, we’ll make minor adjustments according to your figure to ensure the best fit."

With the help of two store associates, Shen Jianian went to the fitting room to change into the dress.

Zhu Yilan, feeling tired from standing, sat on a sofa flipping through a magazine.

Yin Shuyao and Qin Sang, who had been arguing non-stop, paused and looked unanimously towards the fitting room.

Shen Jianian emerged, in a smoke-blue tulle dress that elegantly trailed to the ground. One fragrant shoulder was slightly exposed, while a thin layer of tulle covered the other. As she moved, her snow-white slender legs flashed subtly beneath the skirt, exuding a fairy-like allure and inexplicable allure.

All eyes in the store were on her, filled with amazement, envy, and jealousy.

Yin Shuyao’s eyes were almost blazing; originally, this should have been hers.

Qin Sang, however, as if oblivious to her foul mood, added fuel to the fire: "You’re not as tall as that girl, nor do you have her figure, you won’t be able to pull it off."

Yin Shuyao’s face turned livid, too ashamed to argue with her, her fingers trembling with rage.

The store manager was the first to regain her composure, gesturing around Shen Jianian’s waist, smiling slightly: "Your waist is quite slim; a two to three-centimeter alteration here would enhance the look. Would you like us to make that adjustment?"

Shen Jianian accepted her suggestion: "Please do."

"No problem at all, no problem." The store manager smiled so wide it almost reached her ears, "Once it’s altered, we’ll have someone deliver it to your home. Should you encounter any issues, feel free to contact us."

Shen Jianian returned to the fitting room to change back into her own clothes, and as she opened the door, she was blocked by Yin Shuyao.

"What are you doing?" Shen Jianian, unwilling to spare her another glance, said coldly, "Move aside."

"Shen Jianian, you sure have skills, even in downfall you have someone to back you up."

"Not as skilled as you."

"Of course." Yin Shuyao slightly lifted the corners of her lips, taking out a translucent emerald green jade bracelet from her bag, wearing it on her wrist. She raised it to show Shen Jianian, appearing innocently smiling, "Do you recognize this bracelet? Funny story, I went to your attic the other day, planning to throw out your stuff, and accidentally found a box under the bed. Guess what, it had this jade bracelet in it. Is it yours? It’s quite beautiful, and I’m considering it your wedding gift to me."

"Give it back to me!" Shen Jianian reached out to grab it.

Yin Shuyao’s face changed swiftly, quickly hiding her hand behind her back: "Finder’s keepers."

"That’s my mother’s only keepsake!" Shen Jianian shouted at her with hatred, her eyes turning red instantly, "Yin Shuyao, are you even human?"