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After returning to the imperial capital, Leng Qingqing rushed to attend a charity dinner jointly organized by several top magazines in the industry.

As an artist published by the Q family, Leng Qingqing was naturally invited.

It was just in the morning when the plane arrived in the imperial capital. Leng Qingqing went home first to get some things, and then was picked up by Xu Zan to try on makeup.

When the sky darkened, Leng Qingqing was still in his car, but he had already changed into his dress and put on makeup.

Before getting out of the car, Xu Zan glanced at the reporters gathered outside the car at the entrance of the hotel. He held the steering wheel in his hand and said calmly: "Bai Xiaoman will also attend this banquet."

He glanced at the woman in the back seat from the rearview mirror: "You know what I mean."

Looking in the mirror quietly, she wiped off the excess lipstick with the side of her fingernail, without even looking at him, and said in a nonchalant tone: "So what."

"Don't have a head-on conflict with Bai Xiaoman." Xu Zan warned, opened the car door and watched her enter.

At the entrance of the hotel, flashing lights rang out overwhelmingly.

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Just ten minutes after the deserted entry, an extended nanny car slowly parked on the side of the road.

The car door opened, and Bai Xiaoman, wearing the jewelry sponsored by the luxury title he had just won, appeared on the stage brightly, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Sister Xiaoman is here!"

"It's Bai Xiaoman!"

Reporters immediately surrounded him, surrounding Bai Xiaoman in the center like stars over the moon.

"Do you think Leng Qingqing is qualified to compete with you on the same stage? How do you evaluate her ability to take photos?"

Bai Xiaoman glanced at the logo of the reporter holding the microphone. This entertainment reporter's venomous tongue was as strong as ever, but it suited her right now.

The new big flower raised her chin slightly, her delicate eyebrows were like flames, her eyes were burning, there was a trace of slight disdain in her eyes, but her tone was humble.

"It's hard to comment... I wish her success."

#白小MAN insinuating Leng Qingqing# immediately went viral on all major social software. Netizens commented that Bai Xiaoman did not take Leng Qingqing seriously at all.

A war between fans and blackmailers on Weibo is about to break out.

[What kind of level do you think Leng Qingqing is, do you dare to touch the porcelain flower? 】

[Just change your name to Pengci Dawang. Certain popular artists won’t be able to walk independently without you, Sister Man, right? 】

[The ability to take photos in a deserted manner is indeed very weak. 】

[In one sentence, there is no comparison. 】

[I beg Leng Vase to stop buying and washing the manuscript, don’t you find it embarrassing?]

[I felt strange about the hot search last time... Who knows what kind of shady deal she made with Beavis. 】

[Don’t be so absolute...what if we really produce a masterpiece (dog head)]

Charity dinner venue.

The venue was filled with people, including celebrities from the business world, ladies from the social circle, and well-known entertainers.

Leng Qingqing actually saw a familiar figure.

"Hey." He patted the white shoulder in front of him gently.

The young girl turned around, with a snow-white and delicate beautiful face, wearing a champagne-colored short dress with a big bow tied on the back, elegant with a hint of playfulness.

Zhao Qianjin was not surprised, as if he had known he would meet her, he pursed his lips and smiled at her: "You are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The two came to the corner and sat down. A waiter walked by. Zhao Qianjin waved, took two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray, and handed one glass to Leng Qingqing.

Leng Qingqing took it, took a sip, and said thoughtfully: "How did you know I would come?"

Did she read the guest list in advance? Anyone who can see the list must be no small person.

Zhao Qianjin was holding champagne and what she said just confirmed her guess.

"I'll tell you the truth, if I hadn't seen your name on the guest list, I wouldn't have come to such a boring banquet."

Zhao Qianjin drank the champagne in one gulp, smacked her lips and said, "This champagne is not bad. Apart from wine, everything else is boring."

"Huh?" Zhao Qianjin's eyes fell on Leng Qingqing, he looked at it briefly and frowned slightly.

"You dress so plainly, what if you are compared to Bai Xiaoman?"

Zhao Qianjin frowned, reached behind her neck, tilted her head and untied the necklace, then held it in her palm and handed it to her.

"Here, if you don't mind, put it on. Your dress and necklace match well."

The gem necklace lay quietly in Zhao Qianjin's snow-white palm. The light from the crystal light above her head fell, making the diamond light of the necklace flicker in tiny pieces, reflecting into the deserted eyes.

A valuable gemstone necklace.

"No need," Leng Qingqing pushed back: "This is a charity gala, not a red carpet. Besides, I don't want to compare with her."

She never thought about overwhelming anyone.

"You today..." Zhao Qianjin said hesitantly: "Aren't you going to publish a draft?"

Leng Qingqing was asked, is it so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that the original owner likes to be beautiful and dominate others?

"I won't post it anymore, it's boring." Leng Qingqing said, winking at her, as if he was teasing her: "Even if I don't post it, there is no doubt about my beauty."

Zhao Qianjin laughed, put away the necklace after a while, and looked at her carefully: "Forget it, you are actually much more beautiful like that than that peacock. I just saw Bai Xiaoman at the door, wearing a pair of luxury jewelry Necklace, diamond bracelet on her wrist, and rings on her fingers... She looks like a big star, like a nouveau riche."

After saying that, he shook his head, sighed, and said with pursed lips: "I really don't know how the high-end endorsement fell in love with her. I never want to buy anything from this brand again."

Zhao Qianjin's tone was full of disgust. A genuine young lady like her would naturally look down on such a tasteless dress.

Bai Xiaoman's dress is eye-catching enough, there is really no need to match it with such heavy and gorgeous jewelry.

A scorching sight that was hard to ignore appeared behind the two of them.

The two looked at each other and turned their heads.

Bai Xiaoman stood behind the two of them at some point, his smile slightly stiff.

It seemed that Bai Xiaoman heard what they said.

They both coughed in unison, turned around, and drank champagne from the champagne drinker, and refilled the champagne from the other.

With two faces, I couldn't find any hint of guilt or blushing.

"It's a bit impolite to speak ill of others behind their backs, right? You two."

Not far away, a reporter saw the two actresses in the same frame, walking quickly with a camera on their shoulders. Bai Xiaoman's eyes flashed and he walked forward quickly, walked around the sofa to one side, grabbed the deserted hand, and stared at it coldly. He said to her.

"Apologize to me."