She hooked her lips and, seizing the opportunity, deliberately faltered in her step, almost tumbling down.
"Ah...huff huff, that scared me to death," Song Weiyi exclaimed, her face expressing feigned shock as she took the chance to add something from under her fingernail into Qu Xiaoxiao's cup.
"Assistant Song, can't you be a little more careful when you walk?" Qu Xiaoxiao, who almost had her foot stepped on, believed it was intentional, a retaliation for the earlier incident, affectedly suggesting that Song was aiming to step on her foot and would later claim it was an accident.
What a hypocritical excuse, but isn't this method a bit too crude?
Qu Xiaoxiao sneered, her face tight with anger, glaring at Song Weiyi.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do it. Designer Qu, are you hurt at all?" Song Weiyi feigned concern, her heart nearly turning from the disgust she felt.
