Listening to Yang Xiaoxiao's continuous boasting, Qiao Hong and Qiao Lin were fuming.
But being angry was useless!
Who told her she was a VIP, and VIPs have privileges!
Compared to Qiao Hong and Qiao Lin's anger, Qiao Jing's reaction was much calmer.
She remained expressionless and indifferent.
It's just a dress, not worth getting so worked up about.
After all, it's never just people choosing clothes, clothes also choose people.
Not everyone who puts on nice clothes will look good!
Seeing Qiao Jing and the others not speaking, Yang Xiaoxiao assumed they were struck down, and became even more smug.
She lifted her chin slightly and looked at Qiao Jing disdainfully, mocking, "What if Master Zhou wants to take you as a disciple? You're still useless, you can't even snatch a gown from me!"
"By then, I will wear this gown I snatched from you, looking beautiful at Miss Zhan's engagement party!"
