Ning Xi was holding something in her hand. It was one of those plastic bags used in supermarkets and inside it was a grey ball of fabric.
When Ning Xi came closer, everyone tried to clearly see what was in the plastic bag.
In that moment, hysteric laughter started to come from the crowd...
"Aiyo, this is too funny! What is Ning Xi holding in her hand? Did she really go to the supermarket to buy a dress?"
"Hahaha...my God! No way!"
"I'm really amazed, what creative idea did she come up with?"
...
Zhao Meixin looked at the wrinkled plastic bag in Ning Xi's hands with the grey cloth in it and instantly came to a conclusion.
This Ning Xi really did come up with such a rotten idea under the dire circumstances!
"Hah, Ning Xi, even if you couldn't produce an apparel, you can't just simply buy a dress to trick people. Do you think we're blind?" Zhao Meixin emphasized her last sentence sarcastically.
