Huo Xiting put down the newspaper and looked at Su Wanyun quietly.
Su Wanyun felt her scalp go numb. She had only wanted to teach Ye Beisheng a lesson. She didn't think that things would go out of hands!
But now, with so many people watching, she could only deny it for the sake of her studio.
"I don't know… Xiting, I really don't know why the inner lining is made of linen. I..."
Ye Beisheng nodded and turned to Huo Xiting. "Ms. Su has been a designer for so many years, but she doesn't know the difference between linen and silk. I'm so curious how she got the title of designer."
Huo Qi was about to say something when he heard this and fell silent for a moment.
Huo Xiting waved his hand lightly. "Take it away."
Uncle Zhang quickly pulled the gown out of the room."
