The woman was trembling with anger, her gaze fierce as if she wanted to bite her.
She couldn't hold it together anymore.
She gave her a fierce glare, pushed her aside, rushed to the sofa, grabbed her newly-showcase LV bag, and stopped in front of Lin Anxin.
"Just you wait!"
"You're still going to ask me for advice later?" Lin Anxin pretended not to understand, asking in surprise.
The woman was indeed furious, itching to claw her, but for some reason held back, gritting her teeth, "Heh, you'll see!"
After saying that, she stormed out angrily.
The atmosphere in the room was awkward for a few seconds, with everyone looking at each other. It was the director who, still concerned, walked over to her and patted her on the shoulder, saying, "I know you feel bad, but next time don't be so impulsive. She's the new favorite now, and if she causes trouble for you behind your back, it could be troublesome."
