Chapter 1493
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The person in charge was surprised, and his tone was cold. "Time's up, so they're starting to pack up the red carpet. There's nothing wrong with them doing that."
Han Yuyan almost flew into a rage when she heard that. She tried hard to calm herself down and forced a smile, pretending to be calm. "I haven't left yet."
It was just a few words, but she said it while smiling and gritting her teeth.
The person in charge asked coldly, "What does that have to do with me?"
Han Yuyan was stunned.
"You didn't want to leave when I asked you to. Now that time's up, you won't have the chance to leave even if you want to! Wait for the next time! "
The person in charge said those words casually, but what he meant was that Han Yuyan should pack up and leave, and walk the red carpet again next time.
Han Yuyan's face was completely flushed. She was extremely embarrassed.
She suddenly lost her composure and said unreasonably, "No way! You can't do that. Roll out the red carpet for me again. Let me finish walking the red carpet. "
"There's a limit to acting like a big shot. Who do you think you are? You're just an artist. Do you want everyone to wait for you?"
The person in charge rolled his eyes at her. "Sorry, the banquet has started. I asked you to walk the red carpet, but you didn't want to! Who do you think you are? How dare you dream of being the finale after Mr. Mu? Haha! "
He sneered, turned around, and continued to order people to pack up the red carpet.
Han Yuyan held onto her fur coat. Her eyes were red as she glared at them. She bit her red lips. She felt wronged, but there was nothing she could do.
She could only watch as they packed up the red carpet and removed it. The reporters rushed into the venue and immediately erected a barrier. Now, she couldn't even enter the venue.
Han Yuyan thought about the fashion banquet she had been looking forward to for so long. Now, she was blocked outside the door, standing alone in the cold wind. Tears rolled down her cheeks!
She was full of grievances!
She thought about how Yun Shishi walked the red carpet in glory, but she didn't even have the right to walk the red carpet.
Just thinking about it made her heart ache. Her eyes turned red. No matter how hard she tried to hold it in, she couldn't stop her tears from flowing.
Her assistant scolded her from the side. "What kind of attitude is that?! Seriously! Our Yuyan hasn't even walked the red carpet yet and she's already taken it away. She doesn't know how to respect others at all! "
It would have been better if she hadn't said anything. The moment she did, Han Yuyan felt even more aggrieved and had nowhere to vent. Her tears flowed even more violently.
She couldn't help but say, "Shut up!"
After saying that, she went back to the car angrily. As soon as she got into the car, Han Yuyan broke down and burst into tears.
There was nothing more miserable than rushing to Fashion Week, only to be blocked outside the door!
At the same time, he felt so humiliated.
She didn't know if her embarrassing moment had been captured by the domestic reporters.
She thought about how the local reporters would write about her if they found out that because she had acted like a big shot, she had suffered a double loss and couldn't even attend the banquet.
The more Han Yuyan thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She covered her face and cried.
…
In the venue, famous people gathered and the stars shone brightly.
Mu Yazhe hugged Yun Shishi and took the wine glasses. The waiter poured red wine for them.
He turned around and raised the wine glass, indicating to her.
Yun Shishi glanced at him and smiled shyly. She mumbled, "I can't really drink. I'm afraid I'll get drunk."
"What's there to be afraid of? I'm here."
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