The woman who competed with Freya was very rich. She wore a delicate printed dress. The dress was originally very good-looking, but she was too fat and looked somewhat nondescript. The way she kept her waist almost caused the flesh on her belly to fly out.
It was said that the fat man was fair, but although the woman in front of her looked expensive, her skin was yellow and black, which was estimated to be a nouveau riche.
She glanced at Freya and said to the counter elder sister, "You sold this sip of lipstick to me. I'll give you a 200-yuan tip!"
There were only about three hundred yuan in this lipstick, and one more could be bought for two hundred yuan.
The counter girl smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, madam. We can't charge you here... Besides, this white and red le
