Reborn as a heiress, she transforms into a ruthless vengeful woman.

Jiang Yan smiled with a troubled expression, "Xinghe, how about this, I'll refund Miss Qiao the full amount. Then, if you like these clothes, you can take them back and wear them."

Ye Xinghe chuckled coldly, as if she had heard a huge joke.

"Jiang Yan, you have no shame, but I, Ye Xinghe, still have a face. Who would want to wear your tattered stuff? I wouldn't even want it as a rag! I'm really ashamed for you. You run such a big store, advertising and promoting it every day, with professional buyers and stylists... but it turns out it's all fake."

Although Jiang Yan didn't say anything, her face turned bright red, all the way to her ears, as if she was trying her best to suppress her anger. This situation made Ye Xinghe feel very happy.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yan, her eyes red, knelt down beside Ye Xinghe, looking pitiful with her head down. "Xinghe, let it go this time. I didn't sell counterfeit goods on purpose. There must be a problem with the supplier."

"That can't be left unresolved, that would be protecting bad people. If the supplier has a problem, you should go to the supplier for compensation." Ye Xinghe refused righteously, acting as if she was doing it entirely for Jiang Yan's good. "Jiang Yan, the reporters are here, so think carefully before you speak."

Jiang Yan had her back to the door the whole time and didn't notice anyone coming in behind her.

It turned out that Ye Xinghe had contacted Miao Ziyi before coming, saying she would provide her with some news material. At that moment, the reporters and cameramen from the legal news program team entered.

Jiang Yan collapsed to the ground, her face ashen, cursing inwardly. "That bitch Ye Xinghe! She actually set me up! The 190.8 million refund, plus triple compensation of 572.4 million, totals 763.2 million!"

This huge sum of money would almost wipe out all of Jiang Yan's savings. She immediately had a plan: to deny everything!

Jiang Yan slowly stood up, walked to the reporter, and smiled, "Oh dear, it's all a misunderstanding. The products my family sells are rather special; they are non-refundable and non-exchangeable."

Jiang Dandan, who was standing to the side, burst into tears and apologized with her head down, "I'm so sorry, Miss Qiao. This was agreed upon with you before the purchase, and you agreed at the time. I'm just a waitress, and my monthly salary is only two or three thousand yuan. If you want to return the goods now, I could work myself to death for the rest of my life and still not be able to pay it back."

Qiao Lin looked at Jiang Dandan with a serious expression, "What does your exhaustion have to do with me?"

At this point, the reporter, holding a microphone, asked Jiang Yan, "So, may I ask, are the JOEL products sold in your shop counterfeit?"

Jiang Yan smiled, gently tossing her hair, and said casually, "My shop has never sold a single counterfeit item since it opened. That's why I'm not giving this customer a refund. But when you're in business, it's always good to be friendly. I'll make an exception and refund this customer."

Ye Xinghe remained silent, watching the performance of the master and servant with a mocking gaze. Not only were their acting skills excellent, able to cry on cue; their words were also quite eloquent, their back-and-forth banter deflecting all blame while making them appear very magnanimous.

"Miss Jiang said she's never sold a single counterfeit item, so what are these?" Ye Xinghe opened two suitcases and dumped the clothes inside onto the floor. "You dare say these are all genuine?"

“Of course, my family never sells counterfeit goods.” Jiang Yan twitched the corner of her mouth, revealing a smug smile. “JOEL’s clothes can be verified online by several authentication points. Since the reporter is here, we can verify them on the spot.”

Jiang Yan seemed very confident in her family's counterfeiting technology. She casually picked up a piece of clothing and showed it off on the spot, and indeed every point of authentication matched the craftsmanship of the genuine product.

“My shop has been open for so many years, and its reputation has always been excellent, with many repeat customers. It’s really low of you to return items this way because you don’t like them. I won’t hold it against you for affecting my business today; I’ll refund this order. I also ask my journalist friends to help us publicize this later.” Jiang Yan called over a shop assistant to collect the clothes and was about to take them away.

"Put it down! This isn't over yet!" As soon as Ye Xinghe opened her mouth, Qiao Lin immediately stepped forward to stop them. "I would like to ask Miss Jiang, you know that under Chinese law, if a merchant sells counterfeit goods, they are entitled to a three-fold compensation, right?"

"Of course! But what does this have to do with me?" Jiang Yan was now completely self-righteous and said in a very impolite tone, "Ms. Ye, if you continue to disrupt our normal business, I will call the mall security."

Ye Xinghe immediately put on an innocent, delicate face. "Miss Jiang, please don't call security."

Immediately afterward, she yanked hard, scattering the clothes Jiang Yan was holding onto the ground. Then she winked at Qiao Lin, "Calling security won't do, we need to call the police!"

Jiang Yan gritted her teeth in hatred, wanting to get rid of Ye Xinghe, this plague god, as soon as possible. Just as she was about to step forward to stop Qiao Lin from calling the police, three police officers entered through the door, followed by a stylish and elegant woman.

As they approached, Jiang Yan was utterly devastated. She clearly saw that the beautiful woman was Zhou Yi, the manager of JOEL.

A police officer spoke up, "I am Officer Li from the Heping Branch of the Jiangyang City Public Security Bureau. May I ask which one of you is Ms. Jiang Yan?"

Jiang Yan took a shaky step forward. "That's me."

Officer Li continued, "We just received a tip from the public that someone is selling counterfeit and substandard goods here. We need to cordon off the area now, and my colleagues will be checking the warehouse. We ask for your cooperation."

Before Jiang Yan could even agree, the other two police officers dispersed the crowd, pulled down the outer iron gate, and then had the shop assistant lead the way to the back warehouse.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Yan had to find a way to escape. She kindly invited everyone to sit down and talk, and went to the back to get some drinks for everyone.

Ye Xinghe couldn't let her out of her sight. She reached out and grabbed Jiang Yan. "Ms. Jiang, there's no need for you to take care of her. Since the media reporters and Officer Li are here, let's talk about what happened earlier."

Ye Xinghe pressed her down onto the sofa and introduced her in a relaxed tone: "You should know this person, right? Zhou Yi, the owner of JOEL. Doesn't your family sell clothes of this brand? This is the supplier you mentioned, right?"

Jiang Yan smiled awkwardly at Zhou Yi, opened her mouth for a long time, but couldn't utter a single word.

Zhou Yi glanced at her disdainfully and said sarcastically, "As the brand manager, I have never heard of supplying goods to anyone! Today, I have to take this opportunity to clarify that JOEL is only sold in offline specialty stores and on the official website. We have not cooperated with any channels, nor have we authorized any stores."