An Mingzhu's face was full of smug smiles, and her eyes looking at Lin Chuxia were brimming with malice.
Originally, she had planned to make Lin Chuxia wear this blue dress, but now, she had changed her mind.
She didn't even want to give her this cheap blue dress to wear.
Someone like Lin Chuxia, how could she be worthy of these clothes? She should wear her street stall goods for a lifetime!
Lin Chuxia didn't care much about the dress in An Mingzhu's hand, but An Mingzhu's expression at the moment truly disgusted her.
"Honestly, your face is really disgusting to me."
An Mingzhu's face stiffened for a moment, then she said angrily, "Lin Chuxia, I wonder how long you can be so pleased with yourself?"
An Mingzhu seemed to think of something, suddenly curved her lips and laughed heartily, "Right, I heard that the sugar daddy who keeps you is already severely ill and dying?"
Lin Chuxia: ?!?
Full of confusion, "Can you please speak human language?"
