Xiang Mingzhu couldn't bear the loss of face.
But thinking of Zhong Yi's words that seemed like a warning yet also a piece of advice, she had no choice. If she angered Zhong Yi, she would gain no benefits.
Moreover, she hoped that Zhong Yi would be a bit happier.
Because she admired him.
"Qiao Xi."
Xiang Mingzhu's tone was slightly cold, "I apologize for belittling your background before."
Qiao Xi looked at Xiang Mingzhu in surprise.
This was like the sun rising from the west, Xiang Mingzhu actually apologizing to her. After losing the preliminary selection at the embroidery convention, her apology was reluctant, and it took her a long time to utter those begrudging words.
What happened now?
"Qiao Xi, I never admit that I lost to you. Let's compete again in the finals, I don't believe you can win once more. It's right for me to apologize to you for speaking out of turn during your birthday celebration today. But not because of you..."
She glanced at Young Master Zhong.
