As she turned around, what Qiao Xiaon'an saw was Yuan Yifan's gentle and virtuous smile.
Given the rush of employees entering the office building, she, the prospective daughter-in-law of Chu family, Yuan Yifan, couldn't possibly show her true colors in front of so many people.
Anyway, she had long gotten used to Yuan Yifan's duplicity in public and private.
Seeing Yuan Yifan deliberately flaunting her new burgundy LV purse, asking, "Sis, how do you like my purse? Do you like it?"
It seemed like she was intentionally showing off. "I remember you like burgundy, too. If you want, I can ask Nantian to buy one for you."
"I don't need another purse." She glanced at Yuan Yifan's purse with disdain, "Even with a designer bag, some people still come across as tacky."
