"Miss Qiao seems very keen on me?" A touch of malice crossed Liu Ou's face. "I wonder if Miss Qiao feels uncomfortable looking at my face?"
Liu Ou deliberately exhibited her face under full light, which resembled Qiao Xiaren to an uncanny degree when observed from a distance.
This was why the media had labeled her "Mini Qiao Xiaren". She carried her revenge along with her journey in the entertainment industry, waiting to see who would wind up defeated and ruined.
Recalling her calamitous past, Liu Ou felt a deep-seated hatred filling her bones, wishing she could tear Qiao Xiaren to shreds right away.
"Are you talking about your minor resemblance to me, Miss Liu?" Qiao Xiaren glanced at her, "Don't worry, I've gotten used to it. 'Imitated, never surpassed', surely Miss Liu must have heard of a story known as 'the ugly imitation'?"