Facing the salesperson's scolding, Lin Chen acted as if he hadn't heard her, and even looked at himself in the mirror again.

"Hey, are you deaf? I told you to take off the clothes. Do you think a poor person like you is suited for such attire?" The salesperson, seeing Lin Chen treating her as if she were air, couldn't help but bellow in anger.

She had seen too many poor people like this come to luxury stores just to feast their eyes; they all shared one trait—trying on clothes for ages and then not buying, eventually jotting down the item number to purchase a knock-off online.

For such customers, the salesperson harbored a deep-seated hatred; therefore, she never showed a warm face to plainly dressed individuals.

Typically, people like this knew better and would leave with flushed faces as soon as the salesperson hinted at it.

Today, however, she had encountered an audacious and shameless individual who acted as if he hadn't heard her at all, despite her explicit words.

"Hey, if you don't take off the clothes now, I will have to call security. Have you seen how much this outfit costs? Can you afford it?" The salesperson's demeanor was filled with fury, almost as if she wanted to devour Lin Chen whole.

Lin Chen's brows furrowed; at first, he couldn't be bothered with this sales lady, as he had seen too many contemptuous people like her, but this woman was incessant like a mad dog by his ear, and finally, Lin Chen couldn't stand it anymore.

"Have you said enough? Which of your eyes saw that I couldn't afford this outfit?" Lin Chen said coldly.

The salesperson, looking disdainfully at Lin Chen, said, "You can afford this outfit? Don't joke internationally—you look as if your clothes are worth only a few hundred. I advise you to take off the clothes quickly so I can check them. If you've soiled them, even a year's salary wouldn't cover the cost."

Just then, a cold voice entered the room: "Who said we couldn't afford this outfit? Wrap it up for me."

At that moment, Xiao Zixuan finished her call and walked in with a dark expression.

Seeing Xiao Zixuan walking in, the sales lady's face changed, and she finally understood where Lin Chen's confidence came from—it turned out he was with a small rich lady.

The sales lady snorted: "Hmph, just a pretty boy, what's so great about that? Acting all high and mighty!"

Just then, a young man dressed in an Hermès suit entered and suddenly laughed upon seeing the scene: "Miss Xiao, since when are you interested in this kind of pretty boy? Learning how to keep a boy toy like others?"

As he spoke, he feigned anger at the sales lady, "What's going on here, offending Miss Xiao's friend?"

The sales lady was very cooperative: "Mr. Xu, you've arrived! Ha, just now I thought he was merely a poor loser. I hadn't realized he belonged to this lady, my mistake."

The sales lady seemed apologetic, but those with a clear eye could hear the mockery in her words.

Miss Xiao's man, she meant to imply that Lin Chen was a kept man of Xiao Zixuan.

Xiao Zixuan snorted, "Xu Shaobai, mind your words. Lin Chen is my friend."

"Friend, yes, yes, I misspoke. You know my intentions, Xiao Zi. In terms of looks and background, I'm far better than this poor chap. Why are you interested in him but not giving me a chance?" Xu Shaobai glared resentfully at Lin Chen.

At that moment, Lin Chen suddenly interjected, "Xiao Zi, who is this guy? We already had one noisy dog, and now there's another barking dog."

"Kid, who are you calling a dog?" Xu Shaobai's face changed upon hearing Lin Chen's words.

Lin Chen smiled faintly: "Whoever was shouting the loudest just now, of course. Do you know why Xiao Zi doesn't want to deal with you? Because no one likes to hang out with dogs, that's why."

"What did you say?" Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, Xu Shaobai's face suddenly turned grim.

"Can't you understand human speech? Oh right, I forgot you're a dog." Lin Chen smiled faintly.

Xu Shaobai was nearly fainting from anger, this youngster's words were both venomous and ruthless, and he was definitely no match for him.

At this moment, Xu Shaobai scoffed and said to the onlooking crowd with a smile, "Look everyone, this kid is clad in street stall goods, obviously a poor loser, and he's with a rich woman—do you all believe he's not a kept man?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect such a beautiful girl to actually stoop to keeping a kept man."

"Don't you know? Nowadays, girls all like the fresh young meat type."

Hearing the crowd's discussion, Lin Chen's face remained very calm, but Xiao Zixuan's face turned livid.

Just then, a giggling laugh suddenly came from the crowd, "They say dogs tend to look down on people, it seems this saying is quite true!"

Hearing this sudden voice, everyone was momentarily stunned, and Xu Shaobai's face turned even more livid.

It was bad enough that the poor loser had called himself a dog, now someone else was calling him a dog.

"Who is spouting nonsense there?" Xu Shaobai turned his head furiously, but he was taken aback when he saw the beautiful lady behind him.

He had wanted to curse out the person who was standing up for Lin Chen, but when he saw the woman's clothes, the swear words he was about to utter were swallowed back.

The speaker was a stunningly beautiful madam, dressed in incredibly luxurious attire, radiating extraordinary brilliance. The diamond necklace around her neck sparkled brilliantly, clearly worth a fortune.

This madam, embodying a hundred charms in one, possessed noble charisma and was clearly from a distinguished, wealthy family.

The madam looked disdainfully at Xu Shaobai and said with a smiling face, "Did you just say this gentleman is wearing street stall goods?"

Xu Shaobai nodded, "Yes, his clothes don't cost more than a few hundred!"

"A few hundred?" The madam actually laughed with a snort.

"Simply a frog in the well."

Hearing the madam's words, Xu Shaobai was so angry he was almost cross-eyed. This madam's words were even more venomous than Lin Chen's, first calling him a dog and now a frog.

Seeing Xu Shaobai's unconvinced face, the madam continued, "This gentleman's shirt is a masterpiece by Master Pace, there should only be two sets in the whole world. The other set should be owned by a prince from Saudi. This garment is crafted from gold threads, and its buttons are made with the most expensive deep-sea star emperors' diamonds. This outfit was auctioned for 1.8 million US Dollars at the Paris Fashion Festival, taken by a Miss from Huaxia, and I didn't expect to run into it here today."

Hearing the madam's words, everyone's jaws dropped, their faces showing expressions of disbelief.

Xu Shaobai's face turned darker than ever, suddenly he sneered coldly, "I get it now, you and this kid must be in cahoots. His outfit worth 1.8 million US Dollars, what an international joke, I think you are clearly just puffing him up."

The onlooking crowd also agreed with Xu Shaobai's viewpoint, after all, the outfit looked too plain to be so expensive.

In fact, even Lin Chen himself was shocked, this outfit had been a gift from Xue Ying before she came to Huaxia, and Lin Chen had never dreamed it could be so expensive.

"Haha, how about that, I hit the nail on the head, feeling guilty, aren't you?" Xu Shaobai shouted with a smug look on his face.

"This lady is not wrong, this outfit is indeed my creation, and to think someone mistook it for street stall goods, I really am a failure!" Just then, a blonde elder walked over, accompanied by the mall manager.

Seeing the blonde elder, many people exclaimed in surprise, as many recognized him—it was Pace, known as the father of fashion.