When the car arrived at the entrance of the Song Jewelry store and Zi Yi alighted from the car, the customers passing by in the vicinity stopped to look in her direction.
"Quick, look over there. Isn't that Miss Zi? She's so beautiful."
"Have you heard of yesterday's art exhibition? I heard that a foreign oil painter had criticized her, claiming that she was just pleasing the crowd. In the end, Miss Zi did not even have to step forward to say anything. She used her ten paintings to give him a slap in the face."
"There's more than that. Didn't you see the latest news? In fact, Miss Zi did not know that the oil painter had criticized her on the internet."
"Haha… in that case, doesn't it mean that the oil painter had become a clown singing his own monologue? Miss Zi did not even know of his existence and used her abilities to slap him across the face."
"Yes, yes. That's about it."
