Chapter 674
The saleslady thought Rachel had suffered terrible grief. Rachel wanted to explain the situation, but then she decided it wasn’t necessary, since she seldom came here to buy things. Instead of responding, she settled on a lily-of-the-valley perfume.
“I’ll take this one.”
The saleslady was shocked. When she recovered from her surprise, she whispered to Rachel, “Miss, this perfume is the most expensive in our shop. Are you sure you want your boyfriend to buy something so expensive for another woman?”
Rachel’s face changed slightly. She turned to look at Tyler, who was still lounging on the couch like he owned the place, leisurely flipping through a magazine. He looked like he was born to enjoy life.
What else could Rachel say when Tyler wanted to buy the perfume for a client? She forced a smile on her face. “Please help me pack it up.”
The saleslady started wrapping up the perfume, but wouldn’t stop talking. “Miss, do you want a bottle for yourself? You might as well spend your boyfriend’s money. He’s already willing to spend it on another woman, anyway. You should pick one for yourself.”
Rachel shook her head and rejected her politely. “No, thank you.”
She had perfume at home. If she wanted more, she could always buy it for herself. To the saleslady, Rachel’s rejection showed Tyler’s unwillingness to splurge on her. The saleslady pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, “Men are incorrigible nowadays. He might be rich, but he’s still unwilling to spend money on his girlfriend.”
The saleslady didn’t speak very loudly, but it was loud enough for everyone else in the shop to hear her. Tyler probably heard what she said and glanced at Rachel.
“Get a bottle for yourself.”
Rachel wasn’t particularly glad about it, especially compared to the saleslady, who said gleefully, “Hear that, miss? Your boyfriend just told you to pick one! Quick, pick one you like. I can make some recommendations. A lady with your poise would only stand out more with some perfume on. For all you know, your boyfriend might have a change of heart and come back to you.”
Rachel found the saleslady quite a sweet talker. Though slightly gossipy, she wasn’t annoying. An idea came to mind.
“How old are you?” Rachel asked.
“I just turned twenty.”
“That’s still quite young. Can I chat with you while you introduce me to some perfumes?”
The saleslady’s eyes lit up when she heard that Rachel wanted another bottle of perfume and nodded profusely. “Sure! What do you want to chat about? Let me shortlist a few perfumes suitable for you.”
Rachel was getting tired from standing for a long time and walked toward Tyler. She pulled out the chair he was resting his legs on.
Tyler lurched forward, completely caught off guard by Rachel’s sudden move. He looked at Rachel with a strange expression.
“What’s wrong? Didn’t find anything you like?”
Rachel grumbled, “You’re in public and not at home. Can you please watch your image? You look like a vagrant.”
Tyler didn’t quite understand what she meant. He shook out the magazine in his hands and asked, “What do you mean by vagrant?”
“That means you look homeless, like a hooligan.”
Rachel returned to the counter to listen to the saleslady’s recommendations. While the saleslady gave some samples, Rachel asked her, “What did you major in for your studies? Also, how much are you paid per month right now?”