These gazes shot toward her like a flurry of arrows, but Xu Chaomu did not bow her head, walking towards Qi Na instead.
It was quite windy today, and Xu Chaomu brushed the stray hairs from her ear, standing quietly in front of Qi Na.
"Who are you calling a mistress?" Xu Chaomu asked coldly, looking at her.
Having spent a lot of time with Shen Chi, she had learned to sometimes maintain her composure and kill with her gaze.
Indeed, hearing Xu Chaomu's icy words and seeing those sharp eyes, Qi Na felt a tug at her heart and took a small step back.
She looked at Xu Chaomu, and Xu Chaomu looked back at her, neither yielding, but Xu Chaomu's presence clearly overwhelmed Qi Na.
Adding to today's impression, Xu Chaomu wore a professional outfit for interviews, a white shirt, a black pencil skirt, and a high ponytail. She appeared capable and stylish.
In contrast, Qi Na wore a fluttery little white dress, looking every bit the weak, innocent girl.