The boy looked as if he was startled by Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao's attitude, somewhat at a loss. "I didn't mean anything else, I just purely really liked her look, and wanted to take a photo with her and get an autograph."

Yu Xia was held in Lin Mengyao's arms, her rigid body softening slightly due to the sense of security.

"Brother-in-law, he didn't do anything to me, I was just scared myself. Let's go," Yu Xia said, emerging from Lin Mengyao's embrace.

Seeing that Lin Mengyao was fine, Xu Ke's anger dissipated.

As the three of them regrouped to continue wandering around, the boy summoned the courage to stop them. His eyes were filled with enthusiasm and fascination as he looked at Yu Xia, saying, "I really, really like your look. Can I be your photographer today and take pictures of you? I don't want anything else, just hope to keep a copy of the photos, and if you are willing to give me an autograph, that would be even better."

The boy seemed a bit nervous, rubbing his pants continuously with his hands hanging by his sides.

"No." Yu Xia tilted her head and rejected him without mercy. This was their family's outing, so why should they arbitrarily add a stranger to it?

The boy did not expect to be rejected so quickly, and he was momentarily stunned, "I, I don't mean any harm, don't worry, I won't bother you. I'll just take a couple of quiet shots." He held up two fingers in a plea.

"Just two shots?" Perhaps because the boy looked somewhat pitiful, Yu Xia, who had just refused decisively, seemed a bit embarrassed and hesitant. If, if it's just two shots, it might not be impossible to agree. After all, she was happy that someone liked her look so much.

Seeing a chance, the boy quickly nodded, "Just two, I promise." Compared to one, two shots seemed quite generous, one shouldn't be too greedy.

Yu Xia glanced at Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao. Seeing no objection from them, she nodded slightly and followed the boy to a better spot for taking photos. Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao followed at a moderate distance, anyway, since the kidnapping incident last time, Yu Xia was never without company.

But just as Yu Xia was about to take photos, several people also dressed in ancient costumes approached and surrounded Yu Xia.

"Excuse me, could you please move aside? We're about to finish taking photos, and we'll leave after that," the boy said to the few girls who crowded in.

However, the girls had no intention of leaving. They collectively ignored the boy and scrutinized Yu Xia with critical eyes, "Which online store did you buy this set of clothes from?" asked the leading girl dressed in a goose-yellow ancient suit.

"I didn't buy this set from an online store, it was custom-made."

"Custom-made? Which shop did you order from?" another girl dressed in a peach pink gown promptly asked.

Seeing the girls wouldn't give up until she answered, Yu Xia had no choice but to name the studio, "But her studio only has three people, so if you also want custom clothes, you have to book in advance, and the custom process takes a long time, requiring patience."

"What's the use of saying all that? We've never even heard of the studio you mentioned. It's probably just made up, claiming it's custom-made. I've been in this circle for so long and there's no clothing store I don't know of, but your clothes are obviously knockoffs, and you still have the nerve to call them custom. You're shameless, lying at such a young age, embarrassing our community." The girl in the goose-yellow suit crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at Yu Xia, full of disdain and disgust.

"I warn you, stop wearing knockoffs in the future, take those clothes off immediately. If I see you wearing a knockoff and not supporting authentic brands, embarrassing our circle, I'll make you pay for it." The girl waved her fist at Yu Xia.

The girl in the goose-yellow gown wanted to say more but was yanked backward by her collar by someone from behind, "Who are you to say she's wearing a knockoff, and who gave you the right to point fingers at people? Who do you think you are, the discipline committee of the circle?" The boy stood protectively in front of Yu Xia, like a little lion confronting the girls in front of him, not giving them any gender privilege just because they were girls.

During the gap in conversation, Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao also hurried over from a distance.

"Are you okay?" Lin Mengyao embraced Yu Xia and asked.

"I'm fine," Yu Xia slightly shook her head and said.

Seeing three people quickly come to Yu Xia's side, the young girls were not intimidated at all. In their minds, they were on the right side, and Yu Xia's group was in the wrong, so they had nothing to fear.

"How can you not let people speak when you've done something wrong? What difference does it make with three adults here? Even if another three come, we won't be scared. You're the wrong one, not us. I've never been afraid of anyone in this circle," declared the girl in the goose-yellow gown, raising her head to look at Yu Xia.

"What's the point of calling for back-up? If you have the guts, face us head-on. Do we look like we're scared of you? You're wearing all these knockoffs and spouting lies. Getting into our circle would just pollute it. If you know what's good for you, go back and burn those clothes. If you like this circle and still want to stay, switch to authentic brands, and stop showing off with knockoffs." The girl in the yellow dress criticized.

"Exactly, even a high-quality genuine item doesn't cost much, a few thousand at best. If you can't afford that, then don't think of mixing in this circle. Not every circle is open for you to join at will, understand?" the girl in the peach-colored gown said with a roll of her eyes.

Yu Xia wanted to say something but Lin Mengyao raised her hand to stop her, "Is it worth cherishing just because it cost a few thousand? You claim my sister's wearing a knockoff only because you haven't heard of the studio she mentioned?" Lin Mengyao addressed the group of girls.

"Looking at you, you seem like you come from an average middle-class family. You think buying a dress worth a thousand makes you exceptional, making you feel prestigious in this circle. But do you know there's always someone better out there? It's just that the studio that made clothes for my sister is completely beyond your reach, just like you can't imagine the dress she's wearing is worth millions, and after each use, it needs special care, which costs enough to buy you several dresses."

At that moment, Lin Mengyao's expressions, demeanor, and words were sharp and cutting, each punctuation mark like a whip lashing at the girls' hearts, showing no mercy just because of their age.

After all, they didn't hold back one bit when they surrounded Yu Xia earlier. Some children are angels, but some are devils. Lin Mengyao had no guilt or discomfort dealing with such bratty kids.

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