"What Alina plagiarized? Her mother is the renowned editor of a fashion magazine; does she need to plagiarize?"
...
As she listened to their conversation, Qiao Mo stepped out of the restroom, her gaze landing on a group of women.
Standing in front of the mirror were three women, each with a different aura, but all dressed fashionably.
When they saw Qiao Mo come out, two of them immediately lowered their heads, except for one who craned her neck in a glaring contest with Qiao Mo, a hint of disdain in her eyes.
Clearly, the other two were merely gossiping. But the woman facing her had obvious hostility.
"Did I offend you?" Qiao Mo asked bluntly.
The woman paused, clearly surprised by this question, then sneered, "How could you offend a nobody like me? You are the well-known Young Madam Fu, and I'm just speaking honestly. What, is Young Madam Fu planning to bully me with power?"
