"Alright! How could I not live well? People say I fell into a pit of blessings."
Bian Jingwen laughed, still looking so sweet.
However, just as she finished saying this, before her mother had the chance to praise her, her phone rang: "Your competition qualification has been canceled!"
"What?"
Bian Jingwen stood up in shock; it was AD speaking English to her from the other side.
AD was very angry after checking Weibo. Now she was in an AM high-class suite with Jian Yan. In the luxurious living room, Jian Yan was sitting on the sofa sullenly drinking tea, while she stood at the window imperiously notifying Bian Jingwen.
"What else do you want to ask me? I've always told you to rely on your own abilities to earn a living. You didn't listen, and yet you even asked for help. How's that now? You're now the only B-name designer left on the competition list, and you must apologize to the public immediately and announce your withdrawal from the competition yourself."
