The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 1091: Gloat at Her Misfortune

Chapter 1091: Gloat at Her Misfortune


She had to say, seeing Han Zhuoli with her own eyes was indeed different. What w.a.n.g Qianyun said about Han Zhuoli before was not even marginally close to reality.


Afraid that she would covet Han Zhuoli, w.a.n.g Qianyun did not dare explicitly say how good he was, but her desire to boast was strong; hence, she said only little and held back the rest.


Seeing that they wanted to buy the set of couple watch with the one for the female being the last, Ren Jieying instinctively blurted out that she wanted that. She did not know what she was thinking, or if she was even thinking. She just wanted to stop them from buying the ladies’ watch.


Despite constantly hearing w.a.n.g Qianyun talk about Han Zhuoli and finally meeting him today, Ren Jieying did not find herself falling for Han Zhuoli at first sight.


But owning a couple’s watch with Han Zhuoli was a great idea to annoy w.a.n.g Qianyun.


Moreover, she disliked the woman beside Han Zhuoli for reasons yet unknown to her.


The shop a.s.sistant smiled at Ren Jieying, saying, “Please give us a moment.”


Since she was the only person who could speak Mandarin in the shop, she asked again, “Would it be okay for an English-speaking salesperson to attend to you?”


“What do you mean? I already said I want this watch,” Ren Jieying said haughtily.


Lu Man frowned. This woman came up and tried to s.n.a.t.c.h her stuff from under her nose. How ridiculous and disrespectful!


“I’m sorry. I have to attend to these two customers first,” the shop a.s.sistant replied. “According to our shop’s rules, we offer only one-to-one services. We still have other salespersons to attend to you.”


Just then, an English-speaking salesperson came over.


Ren Jieying pointed to the ladies’ watch in Lu Man’s hands. “Fine, then. I want that watch.”


Lu Man sneered and spoke to the shop a.s.sistant directly. “I want both watches.”


“Okay.” The shop a.s.sistant nodded delightedly.


Selling the watches on her own counted towards her job performance.


Furthermore, she had a feeling that the man would not purchase the men’s watch either if she did not sell this one to Lu Man.


And that rude woman would purchase only one watch at most.


It was an easy choice to make—selling to Lu Man would be the most sensible option.


When Lu Man handed her card to the shop a.s.sistant to swipe, Han Zhuoli said, “This ladies’ watch is a gift from me.”


“Okay!” Lu Man nodded happily.


It’s the same no matter who gave it to whom.


For him to wear a watch she gifted and vice versa, it was just like their engagement rings. It felt more intimate.


The shop a.s.sistant moved fast, probably scared that Ren Jieying would cause trouble again, and swiftly settled everything.


“Would you rather wrap it up or wear it now?” the shop a.s.sistant asked.


Lu Man thought for a moment before saying, “We’ll wear it now.”


She was willing to do anything couple-related with him.


Han Zhuoli took off the watch on his wrist without hesitation and placed it in the box meant for the new watch.


After the shop a.s.sistant explained everything about warranty and such, Lu Man helped Han Zhuoli put on his watch.


Han Zhuoli smiled and lifted Lu Man’s wrist. His movements when helping her with the watch were much more graceful than hers.


Ren Jieying saw their clasped hands and immediately spotted the rings on their fingers.


Especially the one on Lu Man’s ring finger. It was so conspicuous.


Because it was a honeymoon, there was no need to keep it low-profile like when she was attending school. Hence, Han Zhuoli had seen no need for Lu Man to dismantle some parts of the ring.


Which was why the shop a.s.sistant was so enthusiastic. She had noticed the extremely valuable ring on Lu Man’s finger when she walked in.


Ren Jieying stared at it, not expecting that Han Zhuoli had married.


She smirked to herself. w.a.n.g Qianyun had plenty to cry about now.


She was already looking forward to seeing the frozen expression on w.a.n.g Qianyun’s face.