The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 1108 She is the Queen

"Quanquan wants to go to Fashion Week?"

Han Dongqing winked at the side to imply Quan Jing.

Jian Zhi, who looked down at Quan Jing, didn't notice her small movements.

Quan Jing raised her head slightly, with a smile in her eyes, and nodded her little head.

Jian Zhi: "That's fine, Aunt Jian will ask the secretary to prepare an invitation letter for you when she goes back."

Quan Jing's mouth seemed to be smeared with honey: "Thank you, Aunt Jian."

For Jian Zhi, sending Quan Jing an invitation letter is equivalent to a gift from the elders to the younger generation, so it's no big deal.

Han Dongqing was shocked.

This promises?
It's too easy!

She reconfirmed: "Ms. Jane, you mean...my artist, can I go to the Queen's Fashion Week next month?"

Jian Zhi turned to look at her: "Yes."

While talking, Jian Zhi patted Quan Jing's hand: "Quanquan, Aunt Jian still has something to do here, so I won't talk to you anymore. Change the sky, go to Aunt Jian's house and sit down."

Quan Jing nodded obediently: "Okay."

Looking at Jian Zhi's leaving back, Han Dongqing suddenly slapped his forehead.

Quan Jing was taken aback by her actions: "Sister Han?"

After a brief shock, Han Dongqing swallowed her saliva and stared at Quan Jing in a daze: "Quan Jing, by your side..."

Having said that, Han Dongqing paused.

Quan Jing was at a loss: "???"

Without continuing, Han Dongqing stopped the topic in time.

She knew very well that Quan Jing's biggest network was Wen Shuwan.

After leaving the cafe and driving the car out, Han Dongqing asked, "Send you home?"

Quan Jing reported the address of the villa, and then pulled Sheng Ke into the back seat of the car.

After sending Quan Jing back to the villa, Han Dongqing returned to the company.

After Jian Zhi left over there, she asked the secretary to prepare a blank invitation letter, and waited for her to write the invitation in her own hand when she came back.

Although the secretary was puzzled, he followed suit.

Quan Jing, who had no idea that he was about to receive a unique personal invitation letter, nestled on the sofa and made a video call to Wen Shuwan.

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Power house.

Wen Shuwan didn't go out for a stroll, but watered the flowers in the back garden with a watering can.

Dot is circling around her feet, so cute.

At this time, Madam Liu came over with her mobile phone: "Madam, Missy's video call."

Wen Shuwan put down the watering can, took the phone, and answered it.

Quan Jing on the other side of the camera immediately called out sweetly: "Mommy~"

Wen Shuwan narrowed her eyes: "Did you do something bad, huh?"

Quan Jing knew that she couldn't hide Wen Shuwan's every move, so she simply said directly: "...Mommy, I'm sorry, I know Aunt Jian only gave me the invitation letter for your sake."

Wen Shuwan thought it was a big deal, but when she heard it, she laughed "puchi" and said, "Silly boy, why would Mommy blame you for this?"

Quan Jing's eyes lit up instantly, and the topic immediately changed: "Mum, tell me about Fashion Week."

Wen Shuwan walked into the living room with her mobile phone, sat on the sofa slowly, and started talking to her.

Quan Jing listened very carefully.

When Wen Shuwan talked about the wonderful things, she would exclaim "Wow" from time to time, with a cooperative expression on her face.

Wen Shuwan smiled helplessly: "...In short, Fashion Week is not as simple as you think."

Quan Jing: "Then I am causing trouble for Aunt Jian."

Wen Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "Why? You are my Wen Shuwan's daughter!"

What a confident sentence.

Even through the lens, Quan Jing could still feel the powerful aura on Wen Shuwan.

She just sat there, full of confidence.

The smile raised at the corner of the mouth and the raised eyebrows also told people——

She is the queen!

(End of this chapter)