Chapter 57 - This bag is fake

“Oh no!

I remember now, your boyfriend is just a security guard, he can’t afford it!”

Amid the envious murmurs around her, Chang Jing’s heavily made-up face was smug: “It’s still better to marry a rich man.

You get to wear designer clothes, carry Chanel bags!

And you get to ride around in Ferraris, unlike some people, who can only sit on a bicycle and cry.”

Seeing that Lu Miaochan was faring worse than herself, she naturally relished the chance to ridicule her, feeling extremely satisfied inside.

Chen Jiajun also felt a sense of superiority: “I know many people from the upper echelons, I can help you find a rich young gentleman, who could turn you from an ugly duckling into a swan in no time, which is certainly better than sticking with a warty toad!”

The two of them had smiles on their faces, complementing each other, but the words they uttered were incredibly offensive.

“Chang Jing, you’ve really had enough!

What business is it of yours who I date?

It’s not your place to manage my relationships!”

Lu Miaochan felt a surge of anger rising from within, and she called out, irritated.

Not to mention that she and Ye Xuan were not really anything, even if he were truly her boyfriend, was it their place to gossip and judge?

“Miaochan, I’m saying all this for your good.

Can a little security guard support you for life?

Can he buy you designer clothes, Chanel bags, let you ride in Ferraris?

That’s why while you’re still young, you should marry someone wealthy.”

Chang Jing leaned into Chen Jiajun’s embrace, proud as a peacock.

“Chang Jing, stop pretending to be kind, I don’t need your so-called generosity!”

“Hmph!

Ungrateful.

Everyone says you’re the pure school beauty, but behind the scenes, aren’t you secretly hooking up with stray men?

Shameless!”

“Ye Xuan, let’s go eat.”

Lu Miaochan pulled Ye Xuan forward, but her eyes were slightly reddened, feeling very wronged.

She herself had not provoked Chang Jing, so why did she have to be such an adversary, and to humiliate her so severely?

“Ha ha!

Jiajun, look, a pauper and a green tea bitch, truly a match made in heaven!”

Chang Jing mocked from behind, giggling coquettishly.

“What did you say?

Say it again!”

Ye Xuan’s gaze turned icy as he glared at Chang Jing.

These two clowns, in the past he wouldn’t even be interested in crushing them, but that didn’t mean he would allow them to insult him like this.

“What are you doing!

What are you doing!

You want to start a fight or what?”

Seeing Ye Xuan’s cold eyes, Chang Jing spoke with a hint of fear.

“Your mouth really stinks, did you eat shit this morning and forget to brush your teeth?

Even from this distance, I can smell the stench!”

Ye Xuan fanned the air in front of his nose with his hand, speaking in disgust.

“You little bastard!

Who are you saying has a stinky mouth?”

Chang Jing, inflamed like a hen, clung to Chen Jiajun’s arm and protested: “Jiajun, you heard that.

This bastard is cursing me.”

Chen Jiajun’s face darkened as he glared coldly at Ye Xuan, “You filthy security guard, dare you insult my girlfriend!

Do you believe I could make one call and have you ruined in no time?”

Chang Jing egged on from the side, yelling, “Filthy security guard, did you hear that?

My husband knows big shots in the underworld, and he can have you beaten up countless times in minutes!

How dare you say I have a stinky mouth, you’re asking for it!”

Lu Miaochan was startled and quickly pulled Ye Xuan behind her, saying, “Chang Jing, don’t cause trouble!”

“Oh, feeling protective?

How about Lu, the great school beauty, kneels down and begs me?

Perhaps, in a moment of compassion, I might persuade Jiajun to let him go.”

Chang Jing’s face was full of mockery, satisfying her twisted mentality.

“You…”

Lu Miaochan bit her lip hard.

She had not expected Chang Jing to say such a thing just to humiliate her.

“Kid, I’m giving you a chance right now,” Jiajun demanded, “apologize to my girlfriend immediately, or else you’ll spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair!”

Chen Jiajun’s face showed a fierce and arrogant color.

“Apologize?

Indeed, you should apologize to this lady.”

Ye Xuan’s mouth curved with a playful look, as his gaze fell on the Chanel bag in Chang Jing’s hand.

“What do you mean?” Chen Jiajun frowned.

Ye Xuan teased, “A Chanel bag worth 50,000?

This is the first time I’ve seen something so expensive!”

Chang Jing snorted coldly, looking down on Ye Xuan with contempt: “You, a poor loser, probably can’t afford it in your entire life!”

Ye Xuan shook his head, the playful look on his face intensifying, “I can’t afford Chanel, but I can certainly afford this kind of street stall merchandise!”

“What?

Street stall merchandise?”

Chang Jing was taken aback, showing an incredulous look.

Meanwhile, Chen Jiajun’s expression changed, and he stared coldly at Ye Xuan.

“Explain yourself!

What street stall merchandise?” Chang Jing asked angrily.

Ye Xuan said lightly, “Don’t you understand?

Your handbag is a fake, just something you’d find at a street stall!

They sell it online for just a few tens of yuan at most.

To treasure a fake like it’s something precious, you really do have unique taste!”

He turned his gaze to Chen Jiajun, sarcastically saying, “You gave her a fake bag, don’t you think you should apologize?”

Ye Xuan’s words were like a thunderbolt, causing the faces of everyone in the restaurant to change dramatically!

The girls who envied Chang Jing were incredulous, their eyes filled with doubt.

Because the contrast was too clear, you, a mere security guard, were accusing the luxury bag given by a big boss of being fake, which was bound to raise suspicions.

“This bag is just a few dollars?

You’re kidding right!

This is clearly a Chanel bag!

I’ve seen it in the boutique, it looks exactly the same!”

Chang Jing looked at Ye Xuan with ridicule, scoffing, “You say this is fake, have you ever seen a Chanel bag?

I think you, a poor loser, don’t even know what Chanel is, yet you call it fake?

Ridiculous!”

“This handbag is just produced by a small workshop, it can’t even be considered a high imitation, only a materialistic woman like you would be fooled,” Ye Xuan said.

“Jiajun, is that true?”

Chang Jing’s complexion turned ugly, questioning Chen Jiajun.

“Damn kid, this bag was air-shipped from abroad by someone I know, I have the invoice and the certification of authenticity, how could it be fake!”

Chen Jiajun glared at Ye Xuan menacingly, his face filled with ferocity.

Seeing Chen Jiajun pull out the certificate of authenticity, Chang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her haughty demeanor.

“Does this certification have a source, who authenticated it for you?

Louis Vuitton?

Yves Saint Laurent?

Or Marc Jacobs?

Can anyone prove it?”

Ye Xuan fired several questions in rapid succession, leaving Chen Jiajun dazed and confused.

“Or are you saying, you paid some advertising company to produce this certification?”

Ye Xuan looked at Chen Jiajun with a cold smile, “As a world-class luxury brand, Chanel’s four-leaf flower pattern is its anti-counterfeit mark, the Monogram pattern should be a mixed color in coffee, but the color on your handbag is very light, obviously painted on with dye!

Furthermore, a genuine Chanel bag emits a natural fragrance of grassy pines, something a fake lacks; the bottom of a Chanel bag is printed with ‘CHANEL’, you can flip it and take a look!”

Hearing Ye Xuan’s remarks, Chen Jiajun’s face changed drastically.

Where on earth did this guy come from, having such clear knowledge about Chanel bags?

He had even seen through the fake certificate in an instant!