"Oh my God! Is this Miss Qiao's painting? It's actually so fresh and refined. No wonder Madam Carter came specially for her!"
"To be honest, Miss Tang's painting is too different from this painting. They're not on the same level at all. No wonder Madam Carter doesn't like Miss Tang!"
"Looks like Tang Ruge has never seen Miss Qiao's paintings. If she knew that there was such an outstanding female painter in the exhibition hall, she wouldn't have mistakenly thought that Madam Carter was looking for her."
Hearing the crowd's discussion, Tang Ruge's face alternated between red and white. She wished she could find a hole to hide in. Her face gradually turned ferocious.
She had to endure it and absolutely not flare up in front of everyone. Before long, Jin Yan would notice that something was wrong with this painting. With his straightforward character, he would definitely question Qiao Xi in public.
