C17 A Moving Gas Tank

"Big Star Qiao, why are you standing here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

A slightly plump middle-aged professor saw the black-clothed woman from afar and respectfully greeted her.

That woman took off her sunglasses. It was actually the famous celebrity, Qiao Yiwei. She starred in many movies and entered the international market at the same time. The TV series that she starred in was also very popular. She was currently the most popular person in the world.

Qiao Yiwei seemed to be even more beautiful than the TV and her figure was even better. The professor was stunned and quickly said politely, "Miss Qiao, it is our honor to be able to visit our school."

"No, it should be my honor to have the student who came first in the design competition help me design the dress for the Garner Film Festival."

Qiao Yiwei looked at Lan Lingwan's classroom. Under her sunglasses, her beautiful eyes flashed with an undetectable glimmer.

"Lan Lingwan, have you heard? The champion of this year's design competition has a chance to design a dress for the big star Qiao Yiwei!"

After class, she packed her things. Soong Xiaolin was afraid that Lan Lingwan would still be unhappy about what happened this morning, so she quickly pulled Lan Lingwan's hand and told her the good news.

"I think this opportunity belongs to you. If you have the chance to design a dress for the superstar, you don't need to work part-time to earn money."

Lan Lingwan thought that the sisters were so considerate of her and felt grateful in her heart. She looked out of the window and said, "I will definitely work hard. Not only for me, but also for my father and mother's reputation."

She had waited for this opportunity for too long. She must grasp this opportunity well in this competition.

"Lan Lingwan, don't be happy too early. Qian Xianyue is the daughter of the school director. Even if there is a good opportunity, it will not be your turn."

Kuan Ziqi's words were eccentric and it was obvious that she was jealous of Lan Lingwan. Soong Xiaolin could not tolerate this and directly retorted, "What does that have to do with you. Eating salty radish and worrying about it."

"You..."

Just as Soong Xiaolin and Kuan Ziqi were talking, Lan Lingwan's phone suddenly rang. The word "Aunt" was displayed on the screen. Lan Lingwan wrinkled her brows and picked up the phone with a depressed "Hello."

"Why didn't you answer the phone last night?"

Xu Qingmei shouted at the top of her voice and her voice was a little broken. It seemed that she was quite angry.

"I didn't hear the phone ringing. What's the matter?" Lan Lingwan held her hand further away and frowned as she listened.

"Today we agreed that it would be your engagement ceremony. I specifically reminded you that if you dare to be late, see if I don't twist your ear."

Engagement ceremony?

Yes, the date Xu Qingmei told her earlier was today. She actually did not remember it for a moment.

Or... she did not want to face it at all.

Lan Lingwan still vaguely remembered that she had met Zang Haifeng once three years ago. At that time, Zang Haifeng was already over fifty years old. His short and fat body was slightly bald. The way he looked at Lan Lingwan made her have goosebumps even now.

If it was not for the sake of getting tuition fees from St. Martin University, Lan Lingwan would not have agreed to this marriage at all!

But Zang Haifeng suddenly proposed the engagement at this time, which meant that he wanted to announce the engagement to the world. Lan Lingwan felt disgusted in her heart, but she was thinking about the school's design competition. She did not want to miss this opportunity, so she could only agree to it first.

Anyway, she would not really marry Zang Haifeng. So what if she got engaged?

A little bit of patience would throw the bigger picture into chaos.

Lan Lingwan held the phone and her tightly knitted brows relaxed a little. She bit her lower lip and said softly, "I will definitely be there on time tonight."

In the end, when Lan Lingwan just changed her clothes at night, Zang Haifeng could not wait to get to the school entrance. Lan Lingwan saw Zang Haifeng's bright Mediterranean Sea from afar. His entire person was like a moving gas tank. Lan Lingwan frowned slightly and greeted him out of habit.

Lan Lingwan wore a small pink dress. This was the dress Xu Qingmei sold to her the other day. It was originally a super bottom V-collar dress. In order to show the cleavage on her chest, it revealed the traces left behind by Mu Jincheng last night.