But upon hearing these sharp words, Ji Yao's face remained indifferent, showing no reaction as if she didn't take them to heart.
She couldn't guarantee that everyone would like her, and if she were to fuss over every little thing, wouldn't she have long since fallen into depression, unable to free herself?
To those who were friendly to her, she would return the smile with friendliness.
For those who were not friendly towards her, she saw no need to offer warm greetings to a cold shoulder.
The colleague mocking her was ignored, which made their complexion turn even uglier, and they let out a cold snort.
Ji Yao, however, didn't pay any attention to them; instead, she turned to a nearby waiter.
"Excuse me, for the jewelry design, does the lady of the house have any particular preferences?"
"Yes, the lady of the house hopes to incorporate the wedding venue's setting into a jewelry design that matches the venue's ambiance..."