Bai Lu's hands shook non-stop as she looked at Su Yimo in fright, "I...I didn't mean to...I...Sis Yi Mo, it's all my fault. Tell me how can I make it up to you! As long as I am able to, I will definitely do it!"
Su Yimo naturally did not bother to talk to someone on such a lowly level, so she just shot her manager a look.
Obediently, Zhao Meixin walked up and held up the hem of the dress to examine it. She then said exaggeratedly, "The tear in the hem is horrendous! The dress is definitely useless now! How about this - as long as the both of you agree to compensate Su Yimo with the exact same dress, we'll forget about what happened today."
When Liang Biqin heard this, she was delighted and joined in the false generosity, "The both of you heard her, just compensate with another dress. Such a request isn't too much, is it?"
Bai Lu's lips trembled when she heard this and she cried on the spot.
