President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

What, what?

The woman almost fainted from fright!

Why is she so unlucky, she meets anyone who happens to be the future mistress of the Bo family.

"I'm sorry, young mistress, it's all my fault. I don't know your identity. I was the one talking nonsense just now. If you are angry, you can beat me and scold me!" The woman hurriedly apologized.

Song Runian's eyes slowly fell on the woman.

Opened his mouth, "You..."

The woman almost knelt down to Song Runian, "It's me, I'm a shameless woman who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"Is what you said true?" Song Ru Nian asked.

"It's true, it's all true, I'm just shameless, shameless, and defiant!"

Song Runian was suddenly angry, "That's not what I said!"

The woman was dumbfounded, "What is that?"

"This bag, you said it is fake, is what you said true?"

This--

The answer that could have been said directly, but after learning of Song Runian's true identity, the woman suddenly didn't dare to say it.

"To be honest, I will forgive you. If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely make you unable to get along in Xizhou, or in the entire Hua Kingdom!" Song Ru Nian said domineeringly.

Oppressed by this powerful aura, the woman's face was ashen, but she still said the answer.

"It's indeed fake. Apart from the wrong anti-counterfeiting point I just said, there is another very important reason..."

The woman's voice slowed down by half a beat, and she took out a huge bag from behind.

Then slowly took it out, it was exactly the same bag as Song Runian's!

"There is only one bag of this kind in the whole of Xizhou, the rest is in Kyoto, and the rest are abroad.

It took me a lot of effort to get this bag from the teller, and I thought about giving it to Mrs. Ye as a meeting gift today. "

That's why, when she saw Song Runian holding this bag just now, she insisted that it was a fake bag.

After all, the real bag is in her hands!

"Young Mistress, although this bag of yours is fake, it looks even better than the real one when you look at it with your temperament!" The woman added beside her.

Song Runian's mind was in a mess.

She doesn't understand.

Even though he had received a text message from the luxury store, the bag was still fake.

Is it true that the store sells fake bags?

And Ping Bao next to him asked the woman, "How do you prove that yours is the real bag, while my mommy is holding a fake bag!"

This, the woman really didn't know how to prove it for a while.

After racking his brains for a while, he finally remembered one thing.

Then he said, "Actually, this bag is also a second-hand bag I bought. The teller said it was sold out yesterday, but early in the morning, someone ran to return the bag, and I picked it up and missed it."

In a luxury store like this, if you want to return a product, you have to double-check to make sure that the bag has not been exchanged.

So the woman is very sure that what she has in her hand must be real.

"What does that person who returns the goods look like?" Song Runian's heart sank to the bottom.

The woman shook her head blankly, "I really don't know about it. The teller told me. If the young mistress is interested, I'll go and ask for you!"

"Then you ask now!" Song Runian's voice was extremely eager.