Where there are women, there is war.

Without even needing to think about it, the assistant could tell who these people were referring to the moment she heard part of their conversation.

With a snort, she coldly retorted, "What's the issue here? Are you guys jealous of Shishi?"

The gossiping people turned their heads over at once. When they realized that it was Mu Xi speaking, they snorted at her before someone spoke. "What do you want and how is it your business? You're just shedding crocodile tears."

"The artist you're deriding is under my care. How is it not my business when you lot talk sh*t behind her back?"

"Crazy!"

"Forget it! Let's ignore the pair of them, Sis Meng! They're just riled up from embarrassment after our words hit home!"

The assistant rolled her eyes as she walked over and forcefully put down the cup of hot tea on the table in a furious move, startling the rest with the banging sound.

"What are you doing?!"