Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

The awards ceremony has finally begun. In fact, it is just speeches after speeches. Some celebrities sing a song or something after receiving the award, and perform.However, due to limited time, not everyone has the opportunity to appear on stage...

Jing Jiaren took care of the Love Bento, and Ximen Longting took out chocolate popcorn.

Jing Jiaren was speechless: "Do you really think this is a movie theater?"

"Is there a difference?"

"...what else did you bring?"

The bodyguard handed over a luggage bag, opened it, and found drinks and fruits.

And the PSP—

"Watching the show is boring, you can play some games."

Whoever dares to do this will be sprayed with blood by those fans if they are edited and reported?

Ximen Longting took out a head pillow, which was clipped on the chair: "If you are sleepy and want to sleep, use this pillow."

There is also a small emergency medicine box, which is filled with disinfectant, gauze, rubbing medicine and the like...

Jing Jiaren looked at his knee, the wound was still not healed, he remembered.

"It's time to change your gauze later." Ximen Longting said solemnly, "The weather is hot, and if you don't change your dressing in time, you may get inflammation."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips.

Enough is enough, even she thinks he is exaggerating...

She couldn't help but look back at Leng Lintian's expression, he was staring at the stage, Liuli's pupils were quiet, expressionless.

During the whole process, Jing Jiaren was accompanied by Ximen Longting, the time was not boring at all, it passed quickly.

She didn't like this kind of award ceremony at first, the long speeches, the official speeches, were meaningless.

She checks the time from time to time, when it is almost AMY's turn to come on stage...

She took out her mobile phone, sent the video over, and sent out the photos of the design drawings she took.

Fearing that AMY might not notice the text messages during her busy schedule, Jing Jiaren left the table and made a phone call.

"AMY, should you change your dress in the dressing room? You'll be on stage in 10 minutes." Jing Jiaren stood in front of the red curtain window with her elbow resting on one hand, holding up her mobile phone. "Look at the MMS and video I sent you. arrive?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you still like the evening dress I designed for you?"

"What is your design—I haven't seen your design at all—" AMY shouted loudly, "This is Queen Victoria's creation for me."

"Really? What do you think of releasing the video and the original design sheet to the public so that everyone can judge?"

"..."

"Doing this will not have a good impact on everyone, especially your future acting career. You might even get a lawsuit." Jing Jiaren sneered mockingly, "If Ms. AMY thinks this is better, I don't mind."

She didn't really want to make things too big, Queen Victoria was, after all, an important figure in the clothing industry.

You don't need to be too unfeeling to be a human being, and giving the other party a way out is also giving yourself.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Is it a threat, let's try?" Jing Jiaren sneered, imitating Ximen Longting's tone, speaking fiercely.

Without waiting for AMY to reply, she hung up the phone.

If AMY said in his speech that this was Jing Jiaren's design, then Queen Victoria would not have any works in attendance, and she would be defeated without a fight.

And once AMY says it is Queen Victoria's design, Jing Jiaren will upload the video to the Internet at the same time and announce it to the public.

Her heart was full of tension, she was always uneasy, worried that it would not go well...