185: C185 Protest Insult

C185 Protest Insult

Of course, before that, she would not let go of Gu Linchuan for the time being, Bei Tai!

After a round of finals, the remaining twelve models of Top Road were all models with real strength.

Seeing the unprecedented popularity of Top Road, the organizer decided to make a revolution in this competition. The second and third rounds of competitions would be held together, and the elements of variety would be added. They would film and edit the daily lives of the contestants.

At this time, the online voting had already ended.

Yan Mengrou had a wave of hot topics because of the engagement. Various interests in the industry interweaved and finally obtained the highest popularity. The second place was Yan Wanwan and Zhang Wenji fell to the fifth place.

Zhang Wenji originally had the foundation of her fans and the company's management, but because she lost a large amount of popularity when she was targeting Yan Wanwan, it attracted countless netizens to scold her, making Yan Wanwan's votes far ahead.

Yan Wanwan, this unknown model, appeared in the public's field of vision in an absolutely eye-catching manner!

Most of the contestants had already arrived at the holiday residence early in the morning.

The people from the Program Set were performing the final inspection of the setting and the cameras. The competitors packed their luggage and returned to the living room, waiting for the filming to officially begin.

This was no longer a simple traditional competition, but a competition with a variety nature.

"Yan Mengrou relied on her dress to get first place. She's really sinister!" Before Yan Mengrou arrived, a short-haired model whispered in Zhang Wenji's ear, feeling indignant for Zhang Wenji.

"Han Mei, don't think that I don't know that you want me to deal with Yan Mengrou!" Zhang Wenji did not show any mercy and exposed Han Mei's thoughts on the spot.

Han Mei awkwardly pulled the corner of her mouth and snorted, "A black-red model, what are you so proud of? It is all black and white!"

"You!"

It was also because Zhang Wenji was thick-skinned and had a good mental fortitude. If it were someone else who had been exposed to such black and red, they would probably have withdrawn from the competition long ago.

Wanwan packed her luggage at the side and was not surprised by this kind of scheming. She did not like Zhang Wenji and did not have a good impression of this Han Mei who had shot her in the back.

Han Mei was a second-rate model. When she was slandered as a mistress, Han Mei said that she was one of the most proactive people in the "evidence." She wished that she would never be able to turn over.

"Hey, Young Master Gu, why are you here? "

When the director saw the person who had come, he stood up enthusiastically and welcomed him with the rest of the people from the Program Set.

Out of the twelve finalists, Yan Mengrou was the last one to arrive. Her appearance was especially high-profile, and she was personally "escorted" by the Gu family siblings.

Gu Linchuan did not love Yan Mengrou, but he still had some feelings for her. The most important thing was that his mother, Fu Manhua, was satisfied with this daughter-in-law. After that video, Gu Linchuan stopped for a while. He was pretending to be a prodigal son who had turned back for 24 filial piety good boyfriends, let alone Gu Nian. In order to save his future sister-in-law's heart, he was even more obedient to Yan Mengrou.

Because of Yan Mengrou, the Gu family even specially gave a large amount of sponsorship to 'Top Road'. This was why this fashion industry competition had been upgraded to such an influential competition.

Yan Mengrou appeared like a queen and received preferential treatment from the Program Set.

"Aiya, actually, I already said there's no need to send them off. Linchuan and Nian insisted on coming!" Yan Mengrou finished speaking coquettishly and deliberately shot a glance at Yan Wanwan.

Wanwan did not conceal the corners of her lips and silently mouthed to her, Congratulations!

Congratulations, happy to have caught a scumbag man!

How could Yan Mengrou not see the sarcasm in Yan Wanwan's words and was so angry that the sense of superiority that she had painstakingly built up collapsed in an instant.

When she thought of the fact that Young Master Fu was most likely really Fu Sihan, Yan Mengrou was so angry that she wanted to go crazy!

With the identity of the second young lady of Gu family, Gu Nian was talking to the people of Program Set. The content of her words was nothing more than to not bully her sister-in-law, and not to give her sister-in-law a hard time. This was a typical hint and demonstration.

Gu Nian also quietly glared at Yan Wanwan a few times, but the fear of Fu Sihan pinching her neck not long ago was still fresh in her mind. She still had lingering fear in her heart and temporarily did not dare to openly challenge Yan Wanwan.

No one noticed that when Gu Linchuan entered the room, he saw Yan Wanwan sitting on the sofa.0

Every time he saw Yan Wanwan, Gu Linchuan's desire to sleep with her was even stronger!

It was precisely because he did not sleep that he did not forget Nian!

Because the video incident did not happen for long, Gu Linchuan restrained himself and did not take the initiative to look for Yan Wanwan. After a while, he left with Gu Nian.

Yan Mengrou saw that Gu Linchuan did not mention Yan Wanwan and did not speak to Yan Wanwan. She was satisfied in her heart.

Mommy's words were indeed right. This man really had to adjust. Teach and teach a little lesson. If Gu Linchuan could always be so devoted to her, with another sister-in-law who was absolutely obedient to her, it would not be difficult for her mother-in-law. She could consider having a good time with Gu Linchuan.

Of course, the premise of all this was that Fu Sihan was not the one who could make Shang Junchi follow his lead and be peerlessly handsome, Young Master Fu!

The filming officially began.

Every word and action of the contestants would be recorded by the camera, and then the Program Set would edit and edit a valuable scene.

"That's right!" Han Mei suddenly thought of something and looked at Yan Wanwan, "Wanwan, what does your husband look like? How old is he? Is he as handsome as Mengrou's Young Master Gu? Let us all meet? "

Han Mei's line was, Yan Wanwan's husband was so rich, he could afford such an expensive diamond ring, and he could afford a luxury car. He was most likely a middle-aged man with a cap, a beer belly, and a greasy uncle.

Han Mei doing this was a common way to win a position. She took the initiative to start a conversation so that Program Set would give her a shot.

The others all agreed and quietly flattered Yan Mengrou.

But this flattery was on the horse's legs.

On the surface, Yan Mengrou had a handsome and rich boyfriend like Gu Linchuan, but she knew that Young Master Fu might be more handsome and richer than Gu Linchuan!

The jealousy and imbalance in Yan Mengrou's heart grew even more crazily, and she could not wait to eat Yan Wanwan alive.

"Sister, don't you know my husband's age, height, and identity? Why don't Big Sister tell everyone?" Wanwan quietly threw the ball towards Yan Mengrou.

Everyone looked at Yan Mengrou in a gossipy manner.

Yan Mengrou and Gu Linchuan's engagement banquet only had invitations from the upper class and fashion circle's big shots. These people naturally did not know who Yan Wanwan married.

Yan Mengrou's smile froze on her face. She stuttered and casually said that Yan Wanwan's husband was not a middle-aged man or something like that, but she definitely did not mention Fu Sihan's family background.

If these people knew that Yan Wanwan was Fu Sihan's wife, then they would all know that she had to call Yan Wanwan little aunt. It was simply an insult!

Seeing Yan Mengrou being held by everyone like a moon, Zhang Wenji's face was cold as she turned around and left.

"Wen Ji, what happened to you?"

Yan Mengrou found Zhang Wenji in the bathroom who was mending her makeup. Zhang Wenji did not give her a good look from the moment she entered the room.

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