Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

Compared with the level of domestic competitions, the most outstanding flavorers in various countries are now able to sit on the stage. The overall level is really higher than several grades.

It can be said that these people represent the top level of the global fragrance industry.

And even in this kind of occasion, cloud tilt is a unique presence.

She was born beautiful and has excellent temperament. With the 9.9 billion yuan that Beiming yexuan just smashed, the competition place is in China, her most popular place.

A variety of advantages combined, cloud tilt no doubt, has become the focus of the scene.

This inevitably makes perfumers in other countries jealous.

In their country, where they go, they are the most popular people. No one expected that when they arrived at the holy palace that they were looking forward to day and night, so many of them would be robbed of all the limelight by a woman.

How can these arrogant perfumers tolerate this?

So, during the self introduction session, Monica, the incense mixing champion of e country, handed the microphone to Yunqing, with a tone of undisguised disdain and disdain, "Yunqing, I heard that you got the champion's work, which was actually plagiarized... Don't you need to explain this matter?"

Yun Qing glanced at the haughty woman and said with a smile, "Miss, you are mistaken. The real suspect of plagiarism is Miss Yun qianrou."

Yun qianrou, who is sitting on the edge, distorts her face when she hears this sentence.

With disgusting eyes, Monica glanced at Yun qianrou, but she still didn't let Yun Qing go. "Isn't there a saying in your country h that you can't make a fool of yourself? Is Yun qianrou still your sister? In front of so many international friendly people, you openly accuse your sister of plagiarism... "

She laughed, did not hide his sneer, "this game, really wonderful."

Around the other perfumers, timely issued a voice of cynical laughter.

"After all, aren't they all surnamed Yun or from H?"

"Sisters accused each other of plagiarism. When the news reached our country, the whole country's perfumery was shocked..."

"No, it's impossible to imagine that such a scandal could be caused by such a sacred thing as tiaoxiang!"

"Only they, the H people, can do such a shameful thing!"

When the audience heard these words, how could they not see that these people united to fight against cloud tilt?

To humiliate their country.

One by one, they were almost furious on the spot.

Some of them look at Yunqing discontentedly, and think that she will not speak in concert, which will make h country lose face.

But the vast majority of people go to stare at the cloud qianrou.

"It was this shameless woman who hurt her. I don't know where she got her self-confidence. She even dared to sit on it..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room is even more flashy. For a moment, the voice of scolding Yun qianrou is everywhere.

Yun qianrou lowered her head from beginning to end, did not speak, and could not see the expression on her face.

Yun Qing's eyes were light, and she didn't say anything on the spot, but when it was her turn to introduce herself, she stood up gracefully, laughed and said in a slow voice, "Mr. Gibran, can I ask you a few questions?"

Gibran sat on the judges' bench. He was obviously very fond of Yun Qing. Hearing her words, he was a little curious, "you say it."