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nChapter 81: Who Do You Think You Are?!

nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

n“Tsk, what’s there to be proud of with a disabled girlfriend!”

n“That’s right, she looks good but is useless!”

nEveryone mocked and cursed.

nYang Luo was about to continue speaking when Qin Yimo tugged at Yang Luo’s clothes and forced a smile, “Mr. Yang, it’s okay. If they want to say something, let them say it.”

n“Sigh…”

nYang Luo sighed softly and said, “Miss Qin, don’t worry. You’ll be able to stand up in less than a week.

nAt that time, you will definitely stun everyone.”

nWu Yue also said, “Eldest Miss, on the day you stand up again, those people who once mocked and looked down on you will definitely have their jaws drop!”

n“Yes!”

nQin Yimo nodded heavily, and a hint of anticipation appeared in her eyes.

nAlthough Qin Yimo said that she didn’t want to shop, she was very happy when she arrived at the mall and bought a lot of things.

nMoreover, Qin Yimo had also bought a few sets of luxury brand clothes for Yang Luo, saying that it was to thank him for treating her.

nYang Luo was very helpless and could only accept the woman’s good intentions.

nAfter shopping for a while, Yang Luo pushed Qin Yimo to a clothing store DKNY.

nAlthough this brand was a luxury brand, it was not ostentatious and was very suitable for Qin Yimo’s style.

nUnder the salesgirl’s introduction, Qin Yimo chose a sky-blue dress. Then, Wu Yue pushed Qin Yimo into the fitting room.

nAfter a while.

nWu Yue pushed Qin Yimo out in her new outfit.

n“It’s so beautiful. This dress seems to be tailor-made for this lady!”

nA sales lady could not help but exclaim.

nAnother salesgirl also said, “That’s right. This dress is too compatible with this lady’s temperament. They simply complement each other!

n“If this lady can stand up, she can even be a model in our fashion shop…”

nHowever, the saleswoman suddenly realized something and quickly shut her mouth.

nQin Yimo did not mind. Instead, she looked at Yang Luo and asked, “Mr. Yang, do I look good in this dress?”

n“It’s beautiful. This dress suits you very well!”

nYang Luo nodded in reply.

nIn Yang Luo’s opinion, Qin Yimo’s temperament and looks were top-notch. Only Su Qingmei and Su Wanqiu could compare to her.

nQin Yimo was very happy. She said to the salesgirl, “Wrap this dress up. I’ll look at the others.”

n“Alright!”

nThe salesperson nodded repeatedly and quickly went to pack.

nAfter that, Qin Yimo picked out a few more dresses of different styles. After buying a few, she walked out of the store.

nYang Luo wanted to relieve himself, so he said to Qin Yimo, “Miss Qin, I’m going to the washroom. Wait for me for a while.”

n“Alright.”

nQin Yimo nodded obediently.

nSoon, Yang Luo left.

nAlas, just when Yang Luo left…

n“Yo, isn’t this the crippled eldest daughter of the Qin family?”

nSuddenly, a snide voice sounded.

nQin Yimo and Wu Yue looked up and saw a group of women walking over.

nThe woman in the lead was wearing an LV dress and a diamond necklace. Although her figure was not bad, her looks could only be considered average.

nThe women behind him were also wearing luxurious branded clothes. All of them were dressed in jewelry and had arrogant expressions.

nQin Yimo looked at the woman in the lead and frowned. She said to Wu Yue, “Wu Yue, let’s go.”

nWu Yue nodded and pushed Qin Yimo away.

nHowever, the woman in the lead blocked Qin Yimo’s path.

nQin Yimo asked in a deep voice, “He Yilin, what exactly do you want?”

nHence, the woman in front of him was the eldest daughter of the He family, another first-rate family in Jiang City, He Yilin.

nBack then, He Yilin fell in love with Song Chengyou, the eldest son of the Song family. However, Song Chengyou fell in love with Qin Yimo and even came to propose marriage.

nIf Qin Yimo had not contracted muscle atrophy and could only sit in a wheelchair, Song Chengyou and Qin Yimo might really be engaged.

nIt was also because of this that He Yilin hated Qin Yimo.

nHe Yilin smiled and said, “Nothing much. Can’t I say hello to an old friend?”

n“We’re not friends!”

nQin Yimo replied coldly.

nHe Yilin mocked, “Qin Yimo, do you still think you’re the favored daughter of the Qin family? Do you still think everyone wants to revolve around you?

nThe current you was just a cripple who could only sit in a wheelchair, a pitiful clown.

nTo think a cripple even came to buy clothes. Who’s she wearing them for?

nYou can’t even stand up. Isn’t it useless to buy it?”

nThe few rich young ladies behind her also mockingly laughed.

n“Tell me, why did our Miss Qin buy so many beautiful clothes? Could it be that she wants to seduce men?”

n“Hehe, which man would like someone like her?”

n“That’s hard to say. Some perverts like good-looking people who are physically disabled!”

nThe few rich young ladies spoke one after another, mocking and ridiculing her.

nIn the past, Qin Yimo was so dazzling that they could not raise their heads.

nThe young masters of the various wealthy families either surrounded Su Qingmei or Qin Yimo. Naturally, the other girls were green with envy.

nNow that they finally had a chance to take revenge, they naturally did not want to miss this opportunity.

nQin Yimo stared at He Yilin angrily.

n“Miss Qin, don’t glare at me like that. I’m so scared!”

nHe Yilin pretended to be afraid and patted her chest, Then, she sneered, “Qin Yimo, I know you’re very angry now, but so what?

nCould it be that you can still hit me?”

nAs she spoke, she leaned closer and said with a smile, “Come, stand up and hit me if you dare!”

nQin Yimo clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh and her eyes turned red.

n“Aiyo, Miss Qin, are you going to cry?

nHow pitiful.”

nHe Yilin smiled even more smugly, “A slut like you only knows how to pretend to be pitiful and gain the sympathy of men!”

n“Sister He, this is her method. She relied on this to attract men!”

n“That’s right. Bitches are so pretentious. They can’t take it anymore after saying a few words!”

nA few rich young ladies chimed in.

nWu Yue, who was standing at the side, could not stand it anymore.

nShe looked at He Yilin and gritted her teeth, “Miss He, you’ve gone too far. Please apologize to Eldest Miss.”

n“Hmm?”

nHe Yilin looked at Wu Yue coldly. “The Master didn’t even say anything. How dare a dog jump out?

nDo you think you have the right to talk to me?

nAnd you even think you have the right to make me apologize?

nWho do you think you are!”

nRight after she finished his sentence!

nHe Yilin slapped Wu Yue hard on the face!

n“ARRGHH!!”

nWu Yue cried out in pain and was beaten to the ground. Five clear finger marks appeared on her face.

n“Wu Yue!”

nQin Yimo exclaimed and turned around to shout at He Yilin, “He Yilin, how dare you hit her!”

n“What’s wrong with me hitting someone?”

nHe Yilin crossed her arms and said arrogantly, “Your dog is disobedient and should be taught a lesson!”

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