Although these people are just new models at Paris Fashion Week, they also represent the face of Paris. Now you've slapped them in the face and still expect help. Isn't that digging your own grave?
"Su Ran, always so clever, didn't expect to find herself a dead end today! What was she thinking? Offending the organizers of Fashion Week!" Nan Jiaying looked at Su Ran and the other two, sneering with sarcasm.
Song Chengyun's previously serious expression became relaxed and cheerful, adopting the posture of a victor.
"Perhaps she's used to being arrogant in Hua Country, thinking she can behave the same way everywhere else, as if France is her own home?"
Nan Jiaying showed a malicious look, "Generally, overly arrogant people weren't properly taught at home. As fellow countrymen, why don't we teach her the way to behave properly this time?"
