"What dress."
Lady Zhao's face turned cold, and she looked at Song Yiyi with a displeased expression.
"It's the Sky-Blue Gem Dress that you, mom, gave me."
After Zhao Xueer spoke, Lady Zhao finally noticed the scattered gems on the floor. Her face darkened further: "What's going on."
This dress was custom-made, and the gems on it, although not priceless, were certainly extraordinary, and the dress was most beautiful only with these gems.
Most importantly, this Sky-Blue Gem Dress was meant for Xueer to wear at her upcoming nineteenth birthday party.
Unexpectedly, the dress was ruined before even being worn, and it had cost a fortune to buy.
"She said she liked the dress, so I let her try it on, but I didn't expect her to ruin it." Zhao Xueer said tearfully.
"Nonsense."
Lady Zhao shouted angrily.
