spoiled

Jiang Ting still didn't know that he had been blamed for no reason.

When the big show was about to start, she and Chu Wei found their seats, and as soon as they sat down, they heard someone calling their name.

Jiang Ting turned his head according to the sound, and when he saw a familiar person, he couldn't help but smile: "Aunt Xue!"

I didn't expect to meet Xue Yu here.

She was dressed in a plain dress, and she was dressed in a simple and elegant manner.

After a brief exchange with a fashion editor sitting next to Jiang Ting, Xue Yu switched places with her.

Xue Yu and the Lu family were neighbors in the early years. When she moved, Chu Wei was still young, and the two did not know each other.

Jiang Ting introduced them to each other, and Xue Yu learned that she was a student majoring in fashion design at Jiangcheng University: "It's a coincidence, we will still go together in the future."

Jiang Ting said modestly, "You are a senior, and I need your advice."

Xue Yu smiled, the more he looked at her, the more satisfied he felt.

Good-looking, good-natured, and a talented student with good abilities, the only difference is in his family background.But this is not enough, as long as the man is strong enough, as long as he doesn't mind, it is not an insurmountable gap.

Jiang Ting didn't know what was going on in her heart.

At 58:[-] in the morning, the laser lights around the catwalk were lit up, and the big show officially started.

Sitting next to him was a senior designer, and Jiang Ting also knew how to seize the opportunity. While watching the show, he would occasionally turn his head to discuss fashion design issues with Xue Yu in a low voice.

Although there are only a few sentences, you can also get some gains from it.

The finale of the show came from Lisa, the close disciple of the talented foreign designer Yeoman, and was presented by Xu Qingrun, the top domestic supermodel. It was a one-shoulder black tunic dress.

The skirt is slightly fluffy, with long tassels hanging from all sides, and irregular rhinestones are used as the finishing touch around the slender waist, which is low-key but still stylish.

It is the most outstanding design in today's big coffee show.

Even if a disciple is like this, Ying Ruolan is called Dongfang Yeoman, and there is indeed a suspicion of excessive touch with porcelain.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting realized that someone was staring at him.

She raised her eyes to look over, just in time to meet Ying Ruolan's scrutinizing gaze.

The other party's eyes lingered between her and Xue Yu, as if they were sizing up their relationship.

Anyway, when the two met, it wasn't me who should feel guilty.

Jiang Ting smiled nonchalantly.

Ying Ruolan scrunched up her face, looked away, showing displeasure.

The whole big show lasted for an hour and a half. After the end, Xue Yu offered to invite Jiang Ting and Chu Wei to lunch.

Jiang Ting readily agreed, planning to go to the bathroom first, but Chu Wei originally wanted to go together, but was distracted by a sudden phone call from her mother.

Xue Yu took the square bag from Jiang Ting's hand: "I'll hold the bag for you, and I'll wait for you in the corridor outside."

The restrooms in the Cultural Industry Park are luxuriously decorated, and even the mirror in front of the washstand is decorated with a ring of crystals.

Jiang Ting came out of the cubicle and was standing in front of the sink washing his hands.

At this time, the bathroom door was pushed open, and voices from far and near reached her ears: "Sister Ruolan, if you ask me, the fourth daughter-in-law of the Lu family who has never shown up is definitely not as good as you."

"I don't know which corner came out of it. I guess it won't be on the stage, or the news of the marriage has been spread for a long time, but she dare not meet people?"

"Fourth Master Lu didn't hold a wedding, and the Lu family didn't introduce her to outsiders. Maybe they used some shady means to get in, and the Lu family didn't even admit it!"

The young woman who spoke was named Qin Baoyu. She had an ordinary appearance but an outstanding figure. She was wearing a black dress with suspenders.

Surrounding Ying Ruolan, she praised and belittled as much as possible in her words.

It was Ying Ruolan who praised her, and the one who belittled her was naturally Mrs. Lu who had never seen anyone.

After the two came in, they were slightly taken aback when they saw someone in the bathroom, but neither Qin Baoyu nor Ying Ruolan took Jiang Ting seriously. It's fake news that was intentionally released."

Qin Baoyu's family is a downstream partner of Ming's Fengtai Group, and they usually try their best to please Ying Ruolan.

Hearing this, she immediately changed her words: "Sister Ruolan is right! No matter in terms of family background or appearance, only you are worthy of being the fourth master of the Lu family. How could he be so far away? Only you are worthy of being Mrs. Lu!"

After the words fell, a sneer was suddenly heard.

The two had already walked to the cubicle, but they stopped in tacit understanding and turned around to look over.

Ying Ruolan's cold eyes fell on Jiang Ting's face: "You were the one laughing just now?"

Jiang Ting met her gaze head-on, without denying it: "Miss Ying, can't I laugh?"

Before Ying Ruolan could make a move, her dog legs had already launched an attack: "Where did you come from? Do you know our identities!"

"Swearing at people at every turn, I don't think I have any noble status."

Jiang Ting was not a person who could swallow his anger, and she caught these two people speaking ill of her behind her back. Even if they didn't know about their relationship with Lu Shiyi, she didn't want to pretend that they hadn't heard anything.

His gaze passed over the two of them, and finally fixed on Ying Ruolan, his tone was indifferent: "Miss Ying, belittling others behind your back won't make you look particularly good."

"Ah--"

Ying Ruolan sneered, folded her arms, and glanced up and down at the light blue dress on Jiang Ting, "Are you still here to teach me a lesson? A shabby hustle who could only afford casual clothes, thought he was dating the granddaughter of the Lu family, and tricked her into turning around , spend money and work hard for you, and then you will become a master?"

Jiang Ting understood what she meant, and didn't intend to explain, nor was she ashamed of her few belittling words.

"Miss Ying, don't be too self-righteous. A noble background is your capital, but it is not a sharp weapon that you can use to insult others at will."

"Jiang Ting, you have a sharp tongue!"

Jiang Ting smiled faintly: "Sharp teeth and a sharp mouth are at best a minor problem, but dirty thinking is a big problem. Miss Ying, what do you think?"

Ying Ruolan immediately lowered her face.

"How dare you scold sister Ruolan!"

Qin Baoyu took the lead and rushed over to slap Jiang Ting in the face.

This action is all too familiar.

Jiang Ting, like how he used to deal with Meng Yanyan, grabbed Qin Baoyu's wrist with his good hand and threw it back, then hit her back in the face with his backhand.

Qin Baoyu grew up so big, her parents didn't touch her a finger, she screamed angrily, and rushed towards Jiang Ting.

Ying Ruolan didn't intend to stand by and watch, Jiang Ting only had one hand to move, so naturally she couldn't be so stupid as to stay where she was and play one-on-two with them.

She turned and walked out.

Ying Ruolan and Qin Baoyu followed closely behind.

Especially Qin Baoyu, not to mention disheveled hair, simply took off his high heels and carried them in his hands so that he could chase after him: "You bitch dare to hit me, I won't let you go!"

The sharp voice stopped abruptly when he saw a group of people approaching in the corridor.

The leading woman looked about 40 years old, with long hair curled behind her back, wearing a close-fitting silver suit, neat and stylish.

Qin Baoyu froze in place with bare feet when he saw the person coming, but Ying Ruolan quickly lowered his head to check whether his clothes and hair were messed up.

Only Jiang Ting maintained a calm appearance.

Chu Wei squeezed over from the crowd as soon as she saw her, and asked loudly what happened.

Jiang Ting shook her head, and pulled her to Xue Yu behind the silver suit.

Xue Yu took a quick look at her and felt relieved when she saw that she was not injured.

At this time, Ying Ruolan restrained her arrogance, walked quickly to the silver suit, and called auntie with her head down.

It turned out that this was the co-founder and editor-in-chief of Yishan Magazine that Chu Wei had told her about, Ming Shu, the eldest daughter of the Ming family, and the organizer of this big show.

The most embarrassed of the three was Qin Baoyu.

Mrs. Qin, who came to see the show together, saw the bright slap marks on her face, stepped forward to embrace her in distress, and asked her what happened.

Naturally, Qin Baoyu would not let go of the opportunity to complain, and immediately pointed to Jiang Ting, saying with red eyes that she slapped him.

Jiang Ting instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

In the next second, two lines of tears slipped from her affectionate peach blossom eyes onto her face.

Jiang Ting bit her lip and looked at Qin Baoyu, as if she couldn't believe it, but also seemed very aggrieved: "Miss Qin, why are you talking like this? You and Miss Ying had a dispute, and she hit you. I'm kind enough to start a fight, but you dare not You can't slander me even if you accuse Miss Ying!"

She showed the left arm hanging on her chest to everyone, with a trembling nasal voice: "I am like this, how can I beat Miss Qin?"

After being beaten, Qin Baoyu almost went mad when he heard this shameless white lotus confounding black and white, and immediately wanted to push Mrs. Qin away to grab Jiang Ting's face.

This domineering look said that he was bullied, but no one would believe it.