Chapter 111
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From the moment Jing Jie joined the battle, the two annoying men didn't even have the chance to speak before their screens went black.
Looking at the person who had been beaten half to death by them and couldn't even stand up, the two of them were dumbfounded. They even forgot to say 'what the f * ck'.
As for Jing Jie, after helping his friend, he quickly got rid of the two men and went offline.
"That was awesome! With your level, you can already participate in the professional league. Have you signed up yet? "
Jing Jie lowered his head and used his right hand to pick at the fingers on his left hand. He pursed his lips and didn't say a word.
Jing Qian immediately understood what was going on.
She patted Jing Jie's shoulder and said, "You were the one who told me not to give in. Xiao Jie, everyone has to fight for their own life. If you like it, you should continue to walk with confidence."
"But … Mom …"
"If mom wants me to forgive Jing Lu and watch her date Qin Yi while giving them resources, should I give it to them?"
Jing Jie immediately raised his head. His eyes were filled with anger as he fiercely shook his head.
"That's it. Our parents' wishes are theirs. We should follow our hearts in the future. "
Jing Jie was moved by Jing Qian's words and nodded his head.
She didn't have a younger brother, so Jing Qian had a good impression of her first younger brother. Even if she wasn't really his sister, she still wanted the best for this innocent boy.
"Huh? Where's your drawing? Why isn't there a single drawing in this room? "
Jing Qian walked around the room. Other than the various school supplies, there wasn't a single drawing in sight. This wasn't normal for a boy who loved drawing.
"Don't tell me she won't allow you to draw anymore?"
Jing Jie lowered his head, confirming Jing Qian's guess.
However, he quickly raised his head and fiddled with the computer for a while before opening an invisible folder. Jing Qian realized that there were a lot of different categories in the folder.
Most of them were dresses and wedding dresses.
Jing Qian casually opened the wedding dress folder. It was divided into many categories, such as fresh, beautiful, elegant, romantic, ancient palace, Chinese …
Jing Qian's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw the various designs.
"Did you draw well?"
Jing Jie nodded shyly when he saw the amazement in his sister's eyes.
Thinking of something, Jing Jie rummaged through the cabinets and took out an invitation letter from a very inconspicuous corner.
Jing Qian took it and looked at it. It was an invitation to Chole's wedding dress competition.
Chole was the world's top wedding gown brand. Royal families and wealthy families from all over the world would fight to reserve their gowns. Every three years, Chole would hold a Newcomer Promotion Competition. The top three contestants would be able to design a wedding dress together with Chole's designer. They could also choose to become a member of Chole's wedding dress team and learn from them. One day, they would become a true top wedding dress designer.
Regardless of the choice, it wasn't easy for a 17-year-old boy to get an invitation from Chole.
Jing Qian looked at Jing Jie and asked, "Do they know about this?"
Jing Jie shook his head.
After all, Mother Jing only wanted Jing Jie to study. She wanted him to be successful and enter a business administration university so that he could inherit Father Jing's company in the future.
No matter how much Mother Jing doted on Jing Lu, both she and Father Jing thought that the boy should inherit the family business.
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