This time, she spent eighty million to hire this international model.
Everyone knows that when Xiao Mo wears something, it almost always becomes popular, and there's no need to worry about sales.
She refuses to believe that this time she won't surpass Qiao Mo and win first place!
Her cheeks contorted at the thought of the humiliating situation earlier.
White Lotus... it must be that bitch Qiao Mo gossiping in Fu Nancheng's ear, otherwise why would he think she had such a name!
A fierce hatred rose in her eyes, reminiscent of that guard, as she fiercely wiped her mouth.
No, she can't let Qiao Mo win at all!
Remembering Qiao Mo's calm demeanor earlier, Shen Tingting glanced at the well-prepared Xiao Mo, turned, and left the separate dressing room.
She turned and walked to the noisy backstage, searching through the bustling crowd until she finally found the model Qiao Mo had hired, Qi Yu.
