"Guan Guan... what are you doing?"
Su Qingche looked at her in surprise, "How did your clothes get torn?"
Shouldn't we try to remedy this situation?
Why did you tear your clothes?
"Of course it's about making amends."
Yu Guanguan continued waving the scissors in her hand, "Have you forgotten what my major is? Since the clothes are torn, I'll just make myself a new set."
"This is acceptable?"
Su Qingche had forgotten that Yu Guanguan possessed this skill.
She deftly wielded the scissors, skillfully threading the needle through the fabric.
Soon, layers of wavy lace appeared at the hem of the skirt, perfectly concealing the two large holes that had been cut out.
"Wow... Guan Guan, you're really amazing." Su Qingche gave a thumbs up in admiration. "Now you can't tell at all."
"Um."
As the two were talking, they heard two furtive voices coming from outside the door.
"Fangfang, how did things go?"
Yu Guanguan and Su Qingche exchanged a glance. That voice...
It is Yu Ziling.
"Don't worry, Sister Ziling."
Another voice rang out, with a fawning tone, "I'm very quick and efficient... No one will notice anything wrong with the clothes."
clothing?
Yu Guanguan's gaze fell on the clothes in her hand, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.
She put down her clothes and suddenly flung open the door to the dressing room.
"Well done..." Yu Ziling was about to say something when a cool breeze suddenly came.
Yu Guanguan's cold and beautiful face appeared in front of the two of them.
"you……"
A hint of guilt flashed in Yu Ziling's eyes, then she raised her voice as if to cover it up, "Yu Guanguan, what do you want to do?"
Who did it?
Yu Guanguan's face remained calm as she grabbed her clothes and glanced around the dressing room before speaking coldly.
No one answered; everyone watched her as if it were a good show.
Some people even chuckled.
"Still pretending at a time like this?" someone whispered. "Everyone here knows what good deeds you've done."
"Oh, really?"
Yu Guanguan looked up and saw that the person speaking was the little model who had just spoken to Yu Ziling.
Her name seems to be something like Fangfang.
She calmly walked up to Fangfang and said condescendingly, "Then tell me, what good deeds have I done?"
"Still pretending?"
Fangfang said sarcastically, "If you hadn't hooked up with a sugar daddy, would you be able to afford a helicopter ride? Would you even have the nerve to come back? Do you think you'd still have a chance to shoot commercials if you hadn't slept with high-ranking officials?"
These words immediately drew agreement from many people, who said, "That's right, I've never seen such a shameless person."
"The world has really changed. Professional models can't compete with prostitutes. You can rise to the top just by spreading your legs. Yu Guanguan, you really have some tricks up your sleeve."
"You've gone too far." Su Qingche couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over to teach them a lesson.
“Clear.” Yu Guanguan grabbed her arm.
Su Qingche stomped her foot, furious, "Guan Guan..."
Are we just going to let them say such nasty things?
Yu Guanguan raised her eyes, her clear, starry eyes turning cold and sharp. She stared intently at Fangfang, "You're saying I slept with someone? Had plastic surgery? Do you have any evidence?"
Fangfang said, "These aren't things I said, they're things someone said online..."
"You believe anonymous online rumors? Are you new to the entertainment industry? Don't you know there's such a thing as an online troll army?"
"you……"
Fangfang's face flushed red, and she blurted out, "You want evidence? I heard from Sister Ziling that your mother used to say that if someone dances striptease in a nightclub, they must have a bad influence on their parents..."
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