Listening to Li Xin's sarcastic comments, the assistant's face immediately changed.
Turning to look at Jiang Ruan, she seemed calm, scrolling through her phone screen, unaffected by Li Xin's words.
Jiang Ruan scrolled a few more times, then finally turned off her phone and looked at Li Xin with a sweet smile, mimicking her tone, "Yo, isn't this Li Xin."
"Didn't expect to see you here, really didn't expect it. What's wrong with the public dressing room, no matter where you are, the goal is still to put on makeup, right."
These words directly retorted, without any politeness.
Seeing Li Xin in this dress, Jiang Ruan leaned her wrist on her chin, clicked her tongue twice, an ambiguous look in her eyes.
"Dressed so conservatively, Li Xin, this really isn't your usual style."
Being scrutinized by her, Li Xin suddenly felt nervous inside, but she insisted, "What do you know, this is the most popular style this year, do you understand French style."
