C2 I Am Fashionable!

Under the protection of the ten bodyguards, Shirley walked to the VIP car at the airport's expressway. The car door opened, and Shirley took off her glasses. She turned around and smiled charmingly at the reporters.

In an instant, the flashes of the camera flashed crazily. The eyes of the arrogant Shirley slightly raised, and her hot red lips curled up in disdain. She kissed her lips and said, "I am fashionable."

The reporters were stunned by her supreme confidence. When they came back to their senses, Shirley had already boarded the special car and left.

"Damn, a supermodel of the Heavenly Queen is really different. Her aura is perfect!"

"I want to be the first to appear. This will definitely be the headline today!"

Very quickly, the news of the Heavenly Queen supermodel Shirley returning to the American Fashion Week spread across all the social platforms. The photo was of her smiling back, and her eyes that looked down on everything seemed to tell the world that she was born to be a Heavenly Queen no matter when and where she was.

As the night fell and the runway approached, Shirley walked into the private dressing room that was specially reserved for her.

Shirley frowned as soon as she sat in front of the mirror. There was actually another model in the room.

"Yo, long time no see, rich woman." The supermodel immediately greeted Shirley.

She recognized the supermodel as Shirley. Ten years ago, she was just a small character that walked the runway to warm up the scene for her. Now, the main jewelry set of the runway was actually worn by this woman.

Shirley's face darkened and she said coldly, "Why don't you take a look at yourself in the mirror and tell me what kind of person you are? Take off your clothes!"

Shirley smiled strangely. "Oh, what is it? Is the rich woman angry? Don't tell me you thought this set of colorful gemstones was prepared for you? I'm sorry, this is not the 'Star' era from ten years ago. Today, it's my territory."

Shirley stood up with a thump and raised her hand to slap her. The people beside her immediately stopped her.

At this moment, Nick walked in and tried to comfort her, "Shirley, the gemstone set is too small. It is only suitable for a slim figure like you. I have prepared a unique set of angel feathers for you. Although it is just a warm-up, it is also the first set to be used..."

"The first set to go out to warm up?!" Shirley raised her voice and stared at Nick. "If it wasn't for this set of gemstones, do you think I would have agreed to come with my status? Or would I have been a supporting role for this kind of trash?"

Nick coughed awkwardly and wanted to change the topic. However, Shirley interrupted him and said sarcastically, "Shirley, do you think Nick wants to invite you here? If it wasn't for the fact that your financial backer, Noah, spent a lot of money to give you resources, who would want you, an outdated model? You were reared like a golden sparrow for ten years. Other than a face that can please men and a body that suits men, where else do you have the shadow of a supermodel? You are the real trash!"

Shirley was so angry that she laughed, "Why are you being taken care of? Jealous! You are such a poor person. How many years have you been in the modeling industry? Even if you die of exhaustion, you are still a model who works hard! What if my boyfriend gives me money? Are you crazy? You can't climb the bed of the rich!"

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward. Shirley rolled her eyes and looked at her with contempt and sympathy, "You are proud of being taken care of? Okay, let me tell you. I have worked hard for the past ten years from a nameless character, but today, I am the main star of the fashion week! You can either be my foil or get lost!"