The other few people who didn't want to be involved had already left, leaving behind a few, chatting and laughing, coming up behind An Ruoxi.
"Oh, who do we have here? It's the overconfident Cinderella."
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at that outfit, it really matches her status."
"I just saw President Wei's rumored girlfriend, her attire from head to toe costs more than our annual salary combined..."
"But some people are still overconfident, always trying to warm someone's cold shoulder with their hot face."
Their words fell unfiltered into An Ruoxi's ears, her clenched hand already turning white at the knuckles, staring straight ahead, as the elevator began to move...
Taking a deep breath, An Ruoxi absorbed all their gossip, but as she faced away from them, they couldn't see the flash of resentment in An Ruoxi's eyes, as she had always been one to hold grudges. From the moment those few walked over, An Ruoxi spotted their badges—Design Department.
