"What do you know? You think you've seen more than Tina? If you can't afford it, don't touch it. They'll have to disinfect it after you."
Another whispered something to the sales associate, whose smile froze.
She looked at me cautiously, put on a mask, and said, "Miss, we have a sofa over there for resting. Please don't disturb other customers."
I nodded indifferently.
"That's fine. The new collection has already been delivered to my home, so I'll just go rest."
Normally, the flagship store's top sales associate contacts me directly with new releases, and I'm always the first to get them.
Hearing this, the roommates looked at me with even more disdain.
"An older man really knows how to spoil someone. He's old enough to be her dad, yet she still goes for it..."
They flocked to Tina, practically worshipping her.
"There aren't many like our Tina—beautiful and kind-hearted. Some people may look good, but they act like they've never seen money before."
Tina basked in the compliments, her smile stretching to her ears.
The next moment, she happily waved her hand, inviting everyone to pick whatever they liked, saying she'd cover all the expenses.