"If you heard it, then you heard it. She's just an ordinary designer. Are we supposed to be afraid of her?"
"Exactly. She dared to do it herself, so why would she be afraid of what others say?"
Sigh, wherever there were lots of people, there were bound to be jealous long-tongued women who loved gossiping about others.
Su Qiao was holding a porcelain cup. She had just been about to pour out the water that had sat there overnight and replace it with warm water when she unexpectedly heard these words as soon as she stepped out.
She wasn't softhearted by nature. She had always been the type to settle grudges on the spot.
She directly splashed the water in her cup at the woman whose face was full of jealousy and who had spoken the most viciously.
"Ah!"
The icy water poured straight down from the top of the woman's head.
The woman shuddered and shot to her feet in fright. "What are you doing?"
Su Qiao calmly put the lid back on her teacup. "If some people can't keep their foul mouths shut, then they can't blame me for being impolite."
"You...?"
The woman was burning with rage, her eyes seemingly spitting fire.
"Were we wrong? Aren't these bags and pieces of jewelry gifts from a man? Don't you dress up like some seductress every day?"
Su Qiao sneered. "Who gave them to me is my business. If you're capable, you can get someone to give you some too."
"Besides, we're a jewelry design company. We've always been at the forefront of fashion."
Her disdainful gaze swept over the woman from head to toe.
"You're a designer, yet you have no sense of style at all. You come to work looking sloppy and unkempt. If people from