spoiled

On Saturday morning, Jiang Ting dressed up briefly and went to the gym with Chu Wei.

As soon as she came down from the dormitory, she received a call from Lao Zhao, saying that her husband had ordered him to take them to the exhibition site.

"Wow, my little uncle is really considerate!"

Chu Wei obviously didn't have any impression of the things she said after drinking last week.

Holding Jiang Ting's arm, she was angry all the way, saying that her little uncle treats her much better than his family.

Jiang Ting smiled.

Lu Shiyi is really good.

He will help her smooth out troubles when she doesn't know, will support her when she is in trouble, and will take care of her daily life in every possible way, just like letting Lao Zhao drive to see her off today.

It was because of his kindness that she was willing to fight for the love in her heart again.

If Lu Shiyi is willing to admit his feelings in the end, then everyone will be happy.

But if she fails, she will not regret it.

Tried hard, no regrets!

This is her Jiang Ting's style, she doesn't want to be hazy, muddy, and ambiguous with her feelings relying on her own guesses.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the gymnasium, there was a drizzle in the dark sky.

Many luxury cars were parked in the vacant place at the gate, and people kept coming in and out of the gate.

Old Zhao poked his head out from the driver's seat: "Ma'am, please call me before you leave. Sir, I will pick you up and Ms. Chu."

Today's exhibition will definitely meet acquaintances, and Jiang Ting is not sure whether there will be other arrangements after the end.

She told Lao Zhao not to pick it up when he turned around.

Seeing Lao Zhao's embarrassment, Jiang Ting said: "Where is Shiyi, I will call him later and talk to him."

Only then did Lao Zhao nod his head: "Then if you have something to do, call me anytime."

Jiang Ting thanked him with a smile, and then walked into the gymnasium with Chu Wei.

The exhibition hall has been arranged like a small show, and the hall outside is full of display boards with photos of Yeoman and congratulatory flower baskets.

Jiang Ting and Chu Wei handed the invitation letter to the staff at the entrance, and after the other party scanned it, they respectfully handed them two admission tickets with seat numbers printed on them.

Chu Wei took it over and took a look: "Ting, our seats are next to each other!"

Jiang Ting pushed open the glass door and walked into the exhibition hall with her: "Mr. Yeoman knows that we are together, and must have arranged this on purpose."

The entry ticket marked the first row, which was obviously a good spot.

Chu Wei said: "It seems that I followed you to get rich!"

Jiang Ting turned her head and scolded her: "What are you talking about, you don't have enough time to help me?"

Chu Wei immediately changed into a smiley look: "I was wrong, it's not about the light! It should be the little aunt who takes care of the niece, it's only right and proper!"

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Ting's ears turned red from the heat, and she gently pinched the soft flesh around her waist, Chu Wei hurriedly begged for mercy.

Walking into the exhibition hall, Jiang Ting met several seniors he met during the competition one after another, and Jiang Ting took the initiative to say hello to them all.

Seeing her modest appearance, these people nodded secretly in their hearts.

The exhibition hall was already crowded with people, and the seats on both sides of the catwalk were filled with people one after another.

"There!" Chu Wei pointed to the seat marked on the ticket, about ten steps away from them.

That location is excellent, it is the first row in the middle of the T-shaped catwalk, and the view is extraordinarily wide.

But after getting closer, she realized that someone was already sitting in her seat.

The man raised his head when he heard the sound, Jiang Ting was delighted, he was still an acquaintance!

At this time, Ying Ruolan and Jiang Ting looked very different from the appearance of Zhongxing Gongyue when they first saw her. They were sitting alone on their seats with their heads down and fiddled with their mobile phones. My colleagues seem to be separated into two worlds.

When Ying Ruolan saw Jiang Ting suddenly appearing in front of her eyes, the surprise in her eyes flashed away.

Seeing the invitation letter and admission ticket in her hand, she seemed to understand something.

The astonished expression immediately turned into shock, then loathing, and jealousy that she herself refused to admit!

Yeoman invited either famous designers, famous ladies or fashion circles.

Even if she didn't have an invitation card, Jiang Ting is nothing!Even Chu Wei, a waste who only knows how to eat, drink and play, has it!

Why!

Jealousy and resentment swallowed Ying Ruolan in an instant.

Chu Wei took her and Jiang Ting's tickets and took a closer look, making sure there was nothing wrong: "Ying Ruolan, you are sitting in the seat of A Ting!"

It was such a coincidence that the seat on the other side of Jiang Ting belonged to Minghui.

Ying Ruolan pinched her palm hard, suppressed the anger in her chest with the greatest concentration, and adjusted her facial expression.

She didn't intend to get up, but raised her chin and smiled at Jiang Ting: "My mother's seat is next to her, I want to sit with her, do you mind changing seats?"

Ying Ruolan came here following Minghui's invitation letter.

Jiangcheng's top socialite, the second lady of the Ming family, who can not give Minghui face?Even if she brought in an extra Ying Ruolan who was not invited, the staff at the door didn't dare to say anything.

But Ying Ruolan didn't have an invitation letter, so naturally she didn't arrange a seat.

Her idea at the beginning was to use an excuse to sit with Ming Hui to occupy a seat.Even if the owner of the seat found her later, she didn't dare not give her stepmother face after thinking about it.

It's just that he didn't expect that this person turned out to be Jiang Ting.

Just let her breathe out!

"Jiang Ting, I've already sat down in this seat, it would be troublesome to change it again, you should find another seat!"

Ying Ruolan leaned back, her arms resting lazily on the back of the chair.

As for whether she can find another position, it's none of her business, anyway, it's not like she didn't sneak in and stand and watch the show.

She thought well, but it was a pity that Jiang Ting didn't show any face. She raised her arms to stop Chu Wei who was about to explode, and smiled back with a calm smile: "What if I say, I don't want to give up my seat to you?"

"Jiang Ting!" Ying Ruolan looked around, lowered her face and lowered her voice as a threat, "Aren't you afraid of making a scene too ugly and ruining Yeoman's solo exhibition? Are you not afraid of offending her, making it hard for you to move forward in the design circle?"

Jiang Ting is not afraid.

If Yeoman was an unreasonable person, even if it was for the sake of profit, he would not refuse Ying Ruolan's invitation letter, and there would be no scene of her angrily grabbing someone else's seat.

She raised her eyebrows, looked at Ying Ruolan with a gloomy face with a half-smile, and asked again: "You really won't let me?"

"No!" Ying Ruolan looked at her coldly, "What can you do with me?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Ting yanked her bare wrist with lightning speed, and she even pulled her whole body out of the chair.

Jiang Ting's strength was so strong and her movements were so rough, it seemed as if she wanted to pull her entire arm off.

Ying Ruolan cried out in pain.

This cry of pain also attracted the attention of other people nearby.