Qiao Mo sat in the front row, elegantly crossing her legs, listening attentively to the host's opening speech.
Not far from her, Yu Qianxun stared at her in a daze, repeatedly doubting her own eyes.
It seemed her gaze was too intense, causing Qiao Mo to notice and turn her head to look at her.
Their eyes met in the air briefly, and Qiao Mo slightly nodded, akin to greeting her.
Yu Qianxun was stunned again, yet inwardly terribly shocked.
Is this... is this Qiao Mo?
No... how can it be?
Wasn't Qiao Mo... wasn't she supposed to be dead?
"Next, let's invite our group's founder, also the chief designer of NORTH, Ms. Qiao Monian, to the stage for a speech."
The audience erupted in thunderous applause instantly, many eyes focused on Qiao Mo, filled with curiosity.
After all, this brand had risen swiftly, and the founder and designer behind the scenes were quite famous.
However, she had always been very low-key, with almost no one having seen her in person.
