528: A Moving Gold Poop

A Moving Gold Poop

But thinking of Gu Qiqi's warning, Xiao Ning still tolerated it for the time being and returned a cold gaze.1

Hmph! You actually dare to insult Qiqi's deceased mother? Just wait for your death!

My Qiqi isn't someone to be trifled with!

I'll let you jump around for a few minutes first. Later, I'll let you fall to your knees!

Mrs. Mu still didn't know how terrifying a strong enemy she had created for herself. Instead, she became even more pleased. She turned to Gu Yuanyuan and Gu Xuexue, who were watching the commotion, and said, "It would be more appropriate if our Mu Liuchuan became in-laws with you two young and promising young ladies!"

Gu Yuanyuan was speechless. I want Gong Jue!

Gu Xuexue was speechless. If Gong Jue doesn't want me, I'll reluctantly consider your Mu Liuchuan.

They were almost done waiting for Mrs. Mu to perform.

Only then did Gu Qiqi speak slowly. She turned around casually and took two steps towards the red carpet at the door.

Elegant and polite, she smiled lightly at the reporters who had captured her gown just now. "Thank you for your appreciation. However, I'm still a student. I hope that everyone won't see my face when they read the newspapers, okay? Save some privacy for me. Thank you!"

Gu Qiqi's generous and polite request made the reporters have a good impression of her.

Everyone sighed. She was really beautiful. Her clothes were also beautiful.

They were far away and naturally couldn't hear those rich madams attacking Gu Qiqi just now.

At this moment, Mrs. Mu couldn't help but rush over and snort coldly. "To think that you're actually fashion reporters. Why can't you even differentiate between the real and fake gowns?"

Upon hearing this, the reporters shook their heads.

"Madam, you must be blind, right? This is clearly Beigong Xiaojiu's work. We definitely won't mistake it."

"Madam, you might not have worn Beigong Xiaojiu's clothes at all. The clothes that she sewed herself have a unique logo on the right side of the skirt!"

"Even if you don't know Beigong Xiaojiu's work style, you should at least know diamonds, right? Don't tell me that you can't tell if the diamonds on the hem are real or fake? Don't you usually wear a real diamond ring?"

"I think you're jealous of others and saying that they're fake, right? After all, not everyone can wear clothes that Beigong Xiaojiu designed personally. Not just anyone can wear such beautiful clothes!"

That reporter was a famous fashion chief reporter in the circle. He was arrogant to begin with and wouldn't give face to any noble wife. He only recognized the hot news and the facts.

After speaking viciously, he specially sized up Mrs. Mu's obese figure and indescribable golden evening gown…

"Tsk tsk. This madam's gown really looks like a pile of moving golden poop."

The reporters spoke sharply and loudly.

This time, the rich madams standing at the door heard them clearly.

Even the experienced and knowledgeable chief reporter had verified that Gu Qiqi's clothes were real. What else did they have to say?

After all, many of them couldn't buy Beigong Xiaojiu's clothes.

Some people started to waver.

"Perhaps that Miss Qiqi isn't as bad as what Mrs. Mu said, right? I think she looked quite delicate and generous. Her dressing style is good and her words are polite. She can handle reporters with ease. You have to know that there aren't many young people nowadays who can be so unrestrained in front of the media and reporters!"

"That's right. I also think that Young Lady Qiqi is not bad. Since the gown is real, then those words that Mrs. Mu said…"

The truth of those words would probably be discounted.

Everyone was secretly discussing.

Behind her, a man's cold words suddenly rang out. He made an unquestionable judgment. "Of course, the gown is real. Am I not aware of my own people?"

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