That God Damn Bullheaded Woman

There was only one class in the afternoon. As soon as class was over, Elizabeth Liang packed up her books and went to find Evelyn Wu's senior friend. At Kuture. It was a medium-sized private fashion design studio and had gained a solid reputation in A City in the past few years. Not only did many famous socialites seek out their designs, but many celebrities also came to have their clothes custom-made. Elizabeth talked to the receptionist when she arrived. After a while, a fashionably dressed young lady came out to meet her. "You're Elizabeth Liang, right?" The lady had long and wavy chestnut hair and looked very chic and stylish. She was not remarkably pretty, but had a charming aura to her. "Yes, and you're Evelyn's senior?" Evelyn's senior friend was not actually an A University student. They used to attend the same high school, but the senior later went abroad to study fashion design for two years. "Yes," the woman nodded and added. "I'm not your school senior here. I'm Amy. Rememb