The others were stunned for a moment. When they looked at the gentle smile still on Chu Yao's face, they inexplicably felt their backs break out in a cold sweat.
Li Jiawen was at a loss for words, but she quickly recovered. Her small, delicately made-up face made her look a bit older than she actually was.
She took a step forward, emerging from the crowd, and pulled her young assistant directly behind her. Her gaze met Chu Yao's without any hesitation. "Sister Chu, you can't just say things like that. Slandering my assistant is the same as slandering me. Sister Chu, are you trying to say that I took your things too?"
Chu Yao smiled faintly again, tilting her chin up slightly. Though she was clearly a gentle girl, at this moment, she exuded an air of dominance. "You're amazing. You always manage to say exactly what I'm thinking."
"You!"
Li Jiawen was speechless again, her eyes, accented by cosmetic contacts, widening in disbelief.
