Lu Chuwan's old dresses were all piled pitifully on Fu Zhi's vanity. Xu Tongtong had never in her wildest dream imagined that her favorite designer would actually design a dress for a hick like Fu Zhi.
While listening to the discussion around her, she felt a burning sensation on her cheeks as if somebody had slapped her.
"This isn't my fault! Who would have thought that a country bumpkin like her could afford a dress comparable to an art piece in a museum?!"
Xu Tongtong forced herself to calm down as she said, "It's just a dress. What's the big deal? I heard that Li Luo is an orphan and likes to help the poor. I'm sure she took pity on you, so she…"
"Can you please shut up?" Fu Zhi interjected forcefully. She took some milk candy from a container and popped it into her mouth. The light yellow dress on her arm made her skin look even fairer.
