The flash of panic in the woman's eyes might have gone unnoticed by others, but Jian Xiaokai was sharp enough to spot it, and immediately started working on her computer from her backpack.
"What do you know, kid? How can you say these are fake? I bet you've never seen clothes as expensive as this in your whole life!"
"To be honest, I don't really know much about clothes, but you're just really unlucky. I just happen to know the designer of the clothes you are wearing, and I just met him a few days ago. Coincidentally, I saw this set of clothes at his place.
The special thing about this outfit is the thread used to seal the edges, which is all made of gold threads, and the inlays are all top-grade crystals. Most importantly, the designer has a habit of imprinting his LOGO in an inconspicuous place on the back of the collar, but yours doesn't have it!"
"You—you're talking nonsense!" The woman was visibly flustered now.
