Feng Siyu snatched two scraps of fabric from Qiao Yi's hands and spread them out on the sofa.
The fabrics that were violently torn apart had an irregular, broken appearance, still smeared with makeup leftovers, obviously someone had intended to completely ruin these two garments.
"It must be Qiao Xin who did this, she first came to the dressing room to sabotage your spare dress, and then deliberately ruined the dress you were wearing! She just wants you to be humiliated in front of everyone!"
Feng Siyu was uncontrollably furious and turned to confront Qiao Xin.
"Forget it, Yuanyuan, let's think about how to solve this now."
Qiao Yi was not unangry, but solving the dress issue was more important to her than getting angry and settling scores with Qiao Xin.
However, facing two piles of ragged fabrics, what can be done to turn them back into dresses!
Unless it's...
"Got it! Do you have a needle and thread in this dressing room?"
