"What nonsense are you talking about, you poor idiot?"
Feng Jia suddenly became furious and roared at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen didn't even look at her, and stared at the small row of English letters on Cao Jian's chest.
"The English spelling of Versace is a-r-m-a-n-i, but the English spelling on the chest of your shirt is a-r-n-i-m-a. Although the icons are the same, the spelling is wrong."
Yang Chen looked joking, and his eyes suddenly fell on Cao Jian's wrist: "And this watch of yours. The English spelling of Rolex is r-o-l-e-x, but yours is r-o-l-e-s."
"Come on, Manager Cao, tell us what high-end brands your shirt and your watch are, so that everyone can see them."
If it weren't for Yang Chen's extraordinary eyesight, he wouldn't have been able to see the English letters on the fake watch.
But the line of English letters on his shirt was very clear, and everyone could see it clearly.
"I'm going to kill you! His shirt is really fake. How can this be Armani? It's clearly Anima, haha!"
"I saw it too, haha!"
"Ha ha......"
...
In an instant, everyone laughed loudly, their voices full of ridicule.
Cao Jian's face turned directly into the color of pig liver, which was extremely ugly and he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Feng Jia also looked dull. She really didn't know Cao Jian's financial resources. Cao Jian told her everything.
"Shit! This woman's bag is also fake. The correct spelling of LV is louis? vuitton. Hers is not, haha!"
"Also, this woman's shoes are also fake!"
"And the diamond rings, they are all fake!"
...
Everyone had just finished mocking Cao Jian when they suddenly discovered that Feng Jia was also wearing fake clothes.
It would be fine if it was a high imitation fake, but unfortunately, all the brand icons are correct, but the English spelling is wrong. Even if you don’t know how to identify luxury goods, you can tell at a glance that they are all fakes.
The whole store burst into laughter.
Cao Jian and Feng Jia's faces were full of shame and anger. They were blocked at the door and couldn't get out even if they wanted to.
"Little bitch, what are you proud of? Even if I'm wearing a fake, I'm still better than you, a bitch who was defiled and married to someone else. Since you married a loser, he must have given you a taste of being a woman.
Does it taste good?"
Being ridiculed by everyone, Feng Jia became angry and immediately pointed the finger at Qin Xi, trying to divert everyone's attention.
"You were poor when you were in college, but suddenly you founded your own company. You must have made money by selling it outside, right?"
The more Feng Jia spoke, the more excessive he became, and the more he spoke, the more emotional he became, as if he was venting the anger that Qin Xi had suppressed for many years.
Qin Xi on the side was shocked. Although she knew that Feng Jia wanted to fight with her at every turn, she never thought that this woman could say such disgusting words.
"Crack!"
Just when Feng Jia was about to continue talking, Yang Chen suddenly moved. No one noticed how he appeared in front of Feng Jia and slapped him.
A crisp slap sounded, and Feng Jia was slapped to the ground, his mouth full of blood.
"If you dare to insult her with one more word, I will kill you!"
Yang Chen's voice was filled with strong murderous intent, and it was so cold that the temperature in the entire store instantly dropped several degrees.