Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

Qin Yao sneered and walked towards the gate.

Xu Mei glanced at her hair. "We don't say it's OK!"

With that, he followed.

The farce at the gate has finally come to an end, and all the perfumers are officially on the red carpet.

Yun Qing's appearance and temperament are too brilliant, plus the one just now, it can be said to be enough of the limelight.

Media reporters, taking pictures of her like crazy.

Yunqing is greeting the Fang sisters who are taking pictures of her in the crowd when a team comes to her.

The foreign man who just scolded Cronin looked at Yun Qing with a pure appreciation and said with admiration, "this is absolutely the most beautiful Eve I have ever seen..."

It is human nature to love beauty.

Especially for those who find beauty, they yearn for something beautiful.

When the other party looks at Yun Qing, it looks like he is looking at the most perfect work of art carved by the creator.

Yun Qing looked at each other, his eyes flashed and he laughed, "thank you for your praise, Mr. Gibran."

Gibran looked a little surprised. "Do you know me?"

"You are my mother's opponent when she was young," Yun said faintly, with a touch of confidence and elegance of a king in her eyes. "She respects you very much, and I think you are a great perfumer."

Gibran was also obviously impressed by yunmiao.

Looking at Yun Qing, he said with regret, "you look like your mother. Twenty years ago, she was wearing a long red dress, which shocked the whole fragrance industry..."

Cloud tilted a smile, domineering and elegant, "I will win! I will continue on this stage the glory my mother created 20 years ago

Not only Gibran, but also the people standing behind him were restrained by the domineering power of cloud tilt.

This woman, who won the championship of the national fragrance mixing competition of H country, stood there beautiful and noble, and her whole body was filled with an admirable demeanor.

See her person, the blood in the bone also follows boiling up.

For the coming competition, the psychology also raised incomparable expectations.

A young gentleman with blonde hair and blue eyes came out from behind Gibran. He came to Yunqing with a smile and a look of conflict in his eyes. "Miss Yunqing, my teacher lost to your mother, but I won't lose to you. I'm looking forward to fighting with your unparalleled works in the world!"

Cloud tilts a tiny smile, "I wait and see!"

The two stood on the red carpet, and the media took a crazy picture of the scene.

"One is the champion of the domestic competition of our country h, and the other is the son of heaven of the fragrant family of country F. who will be the champion of this year when these two people collide?"

"Gibran must have heard that Mrs. yunmiao's daughter appeared, so he brought his" trump card ". Miss Yunqing is a little dangerous..."