"Hello, I’m the one who made an appointnt over the phone to order a cheongsam." Zhong Qing stepped forward and reported the phone number. A beautiful woman with slightly curly long hair, dressed a bit fashionably, approached, "Hello, Miss Zhong, right? I’m the shop manager, Lu Xi."
Qiao Xiaren studied her carefully and quickly recognized the face.
If she wasn’t mistaken, Lu Xi was a famous actress who made a big splash seven years ago. Perhaps because of life’s circumstances, Lu Xi had changed quite a bit.
Seven years ago, Lu Xi married an actor, Ma Bin, who was far less popular than she was at the height of her career, creating a much-talked-about story within the industry.
Although Ma Bin was not as popular as Lu Xi, he was considered a second-generation rich. Lu Xi chose to marry him in her pri, taking a significant risk. Everyone knew that publicizing a relationship could lead to unpredictable issues like a dip in popularity, especially when Lu Xi’s career was at its peak back then.
The ending was quite lodramatic; Lu Xi’s dedication didn’t receive any return.
Ma Bin brought ho the goddess admired by everyone, but two years later, news of his affair with a young model broke out. Paparazzi captured clear evidence, causing a big stir online at the ti.
This incident affected Lu Xi’s career and life significantly, leading her to gradually withdraw from the scene. There were rumors she was doing business, and surprisingly, they turned out to be true.
As for her unpleasant marriage, there was no more news about it.
Qiao Xiaren paid extra attention to Lu Xi because her experience involuntarily reminded her of her past life. Blindly giving without gaining anything in return, and suffering betrayal and excruciating pain.
Lu Xi clearly recognized Qiao Xiaren at a glance, but unlike others, she didn’t make a fuss, just gave her a faint smile, and they basically understood each other.
"Miss Zhong, I added so embroidery here based on your idea, hope you like it," Lu Xi introduced from the side, signaling an employee to bring a chair for Qiao Xiaren to sit.
Qiao Xiaren discussed the cheongsam designs in the shop with Wang Yi with great interest, when suddenly they heard a commotion from outside the door.
Following the noise, Qiao Xiaren saw a woman suddenly burst in with a few n. Lu Xi, who was initially discussing her design ideas with Zhong Qing, frowned when she saw the woman barging in at the door: "What are you doing here? Get out!"
"Oh, who are you telling to get out!" The troublemaking woman looked young, at most in her twenties, and rudely rolled up her sleeves, "Still have the face to be fierce here! A washed-up woman rejected by n! How do you have the face to stay in the Capital City and open a shop? Afraid people won’t know you’re a discarded floozy? n don’t want you anymore, and yet you still have the gall to cling to my friend’s boyfriend. Do you have any sha?"
The extrely malicious words made Lu Xi tremble with anger.
Seeing that young yet malicious face, she truly wanted to go up and scratch it!
"What, I may be a washed-up woman, but your friend is the cheap mistress sleeping with another’s man! Do you really think looking good and classy can hide the rotten nature of a mistress? Just because people praised that wild model online a little, does your friend really take it to that level? Do you have the guts to let that mistress confront face-to-face, or are you just sending a dog to bite people?"
Lu Xi’s cursing skills weren’t lacking either, making the trouble-making woman tremble as well: "I’ll beat you, you little bitch, how dare you insult my friend like this?"
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