With both key figures gone, the remaining crowd, bereft of entertainment, dispersed swiftly. Xiang Yirou and Lu Weixi had met once before. Despite her heavy makeup, the moment Yirou saw her, she immediately recalled the woman from the restaurant who had dined with Qin Zhiyou and bought an entire bag of small wards.
As for Liu Yiyi, she might not have recognised her immediately, but somehow, when Lu Weixi spoke those haughty, indifferent words, an image flashed in Yiyi's mind, it was the scene where she herself had been slapped twice.
Damn it, that designer! It was her, it really was her!
