Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

The price of this garment is enough to match the wages earned by the shop assistants for a whole year of hard work. For them, bearing such a loss would undoubtedly be a heavy burden on their hearts.

The shop assistant frowned, her gaze shifting back and forth between Liu Shiyin and the damaged garment, her heart filled with confusion and helplessness.

They were all long-time customers of the store and had a deep understanding of the distinguished VVIP, Ms. Qin Xiang. Ms. Qin Xiang was known for her lavish spending and never hesitated to purchase luxury goods; each visit brought considerable revenue to the store.

Since Liu Shiyin was Qin Xiang's friend, her financial resources should not be underestimated. However, the reality before them was a huge surprise.

The shop assistant took a deep breath, trying to make her tone firm yet polite:

“Miss, please understand our situation. We did carefully inspect the dress when we took it down, and it was undamaged at the time. So, we really find this situation difficult to accept. Could you perhaps consider compensation, or simply buy the dress?”

Upon hearing the shop assistant's words, Liu Shiyin's face instantly turned pale. She nervously tried to explain:

"But I really didn't break it, I was very careful."

Seeing Liu Shiyin's nervous and flustered appearance, the shop assistant couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. She asked softly:

What is your relationship with Miss Qin?

Liu Shiyin hesitated for a moment, then answered in a low voice:

“I…I am her maid.”

After speaking, she lowered her head, avoiding eye contact with the shop assistant. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and both the shop assistant and Liu Shiyin fell silent.

The shop assistant sighed inwardly. Still clinging to a sliver of hope, she tentatively asked:

"So you and Miss Qin must have a good relationship? Could she help you pay?"

Liu Shiyin didn't speak after hearing this, but simply shook her head. Seeing Liu Shiyin's reaction, the shop assistant's attitude instantly turned cold, her tone carrying a hint of impatience:

"Then you'll have to figure out a solution yourself. If all else fails, you'll have to call the police."

The shop assistant's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Liu Shiyin's fragile heart. Hearing the words "call the police," Liu Shiyin's face instantly turned pale and weak. She said in a trembling voice:

"No, don't call the police. Please wait a moment, I'll... I'll call a friend."

The shop assistant ignored her, thinking to herself, what powerful friends could a maid possibly have? She kept urging Liu Shiyin to find a solution to the problem quickly.

Holding her phone, Liu Shiyin entered the fitting room, her body trembling. After hesitating for a long time, she finally dialed Huo Muchen's number.

Upon seeing Liu Shiyin's call, Huo Muchen frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled, and considered whether to answer.

Liu Shiyin stared at the phone, silent for a long time. Each beep felt like a death sentence. She silently prayed that Huo Muchen would answer soon.

Just then, noises from outside kept drifting into the fitting room. The chatter of the shop assistants and other customers made Liu Shiyin feel like her heart was being torn apart.

Their words pierced her heart like needles, leaving her feeling utterly humiliated and desperate.

"What is a servant doing wandering around here? Doesn't she know her place?"

"Exactly, they tried on one item after another, knowing they had no money, why bother trying them on?"

"Oh, right, she just tried on one too, let's check it quickly."

Hearing the sounds outside, Liu Shiyin felt ashamed and heartbroken.

The unanswered calls on her phone screen filled her with an overwhelming sense of despair. She leaned helplessly against the wall of the fitting room, tears streaming down her face.

She didn't know what to do or how to deal with the situation.

"Hey!"

"say,"

Just as Liu Shiyin decided to hang up, Huo Muchen's icy voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Huo, I..."

As soon as Liu Shiyin opened her mouth, tears streamed down her face again. Her voice was choked with sobs, sounding exceptionally fragile.

"What's wrong? Tell me slowly,"

Hearing Liu Shiyin's sobs, Huo Muchen felt a pang of nervousness and unconsciously softened his voice. He then got out of the car and walked into the mall.