As she spoke, she glanced at Ming Jing standing behind Tao Xingxing, and the dirty braided girl behind her sneered, "See that just now, the little white lotus."
"The skirt doesn't have your name on it either, you're just seizing it forcibly, a despicable act." Tao Xingxing spat.
"No class."
The dirty braided girl pointed at Tao Xingxing's nose and scolded, "Who are you cursing? Say it again if you dare!"
The salesperson could see a fight breaking out and hurried over to stop it.
Tao Xingxing was not one to be bullied, she scolded with hands on her hips, "I'm cursing you! And you, too! With all your colorful appearances, people would think your family runs a dyeing workshop! It's not your fault that you're ugly, but it's definitely your fault for coming out and hurting everyone's eyes."
The other party refused to back down, "You should take a look at yourself first, as fat as a pig! Are you sure you can fit in this skirt?"