Cheng Qiuyu was obviously uncomfortable, only occasionally nodding with a tense face.
As a standard introvert, she was really not used to dealing with extroverts like this.
After a while.
Yao Lingling sweetly said, "The clothes are fine, I'll take them, but the price... could it be a bit cheaper, please? I'm a little tight on money lately, hehe."
Thinking about how much she had just talked with her, Cheng Qiuyu felt embarrassed to refuse.
She thought for a moment and said, "How about 270? I can't go any lower."
"Sure, thank you, Qiuyu! You're so nice!" Yao Lingling's face lit up instantly.
She directly discounted it by 50 bucks, how generous!
Yao Lingling had been accompanying her mother in the market since childhood, skilled in haggling, but this was the first time she met someone so easygoing.
She suddenly felt that this girl wasn't as cold as she seemed.
