Meng Han watched as Bai Xiao and the others left without noticing if they had paid.
In a hurry, she pulled Qiang Xinran aside and said, "They have all gone, nobody's watching. Let's just return all these things."
Spending 1000 yuan on a pile of stuff that was useless to them, that would be insane.
The salesclerk nearby heard this and immediately began to eye them suspiciously.
Qiang Xinran, embarrassed, snapped back, "Return what? We've already bought them. There's no point in returning them. Pick up the stuff, and let's head back."
The salesclerk immediately felt relieved. As long as they weren't returning anything, it was fine.
With a smile, the clerk saw the two out the door.
Qiang Xinran and Meng Han stood at the entrance of the department store, each holding a big bag, feeling both angry and resentful.
The two usually had a slew of followers; they were not used to doing such physical labor themselves.
