Qiao Mu and Key met a few famous designers and started discussing fashion design matters. Their conversation was very heated.
One of them praised, " Key, your disciple is really amazing. He's so enlightened at such a young age. "
Key smiled. " Not really. I didn't teach her anything. She's the one with the talent. "
Qiao Mu was a little embarrassed to be praised by her senior like this, but she was very happy in her heart.
At this moment, a woman in her thirties walked over. " Key, long time no see. "
Key nodded politely at her. " Aya, long time no see. "
The woman called Aya sized up Qiao Mu and said with a fake smile, ""Is this the designer you just signed? I didn't expect you to be such a beauty. I remember you saying that you don't need a vase by your side, right?"
Qiao Mu looked at the other party, her eyes clearly filled with hostility. After the other party finished speaking, Qiao Mu saw a hint of coldness flash across Key's eyes.
