Chapter 648
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Right now, Qiao Yiren, who wanted to humiliate Su Qianxun, not only did not achieve her goal, but she also attracted attention, and she became the biggest joke.
"Who knows if you're telling the truth? Who doesn't know how to brag? "Lan Yingying glared at the woman who came out of nowhere.
"My name is Catherine. This is my name card. Your cousin, Lan Qingcheng, once asked me to do a style for her, but I don't have the time to waste on those small fries." The woman handed her a name card.
Catherine was the best stylist in the fashion industry. Until now, she only worked for the royal family and a few international superstars. She had only heard of the second-tier celebrities in the room but had never seen them before.
"Yiren, you should go and touch up your makeup. You guys should stop crowding around here. The hand-raising ceremony will start in an hour."
The smile on Su Manni's face had become extremely forced. She had worked so hard to get everything she wanted, and all she wanted was to give her daughter the best. She wanted to make her daughter the best, but Su Qianxun once again trampled on her so easily.
Su Qianxun lowered her head to look at her clothes and the fur coat on her shoulder. She did not even know if her clothes were really that valuable. When she turned around to thank Catherine, Catherine was already gone. Su Qianxun looked at Catherine, who was standing behind her.
After Su Manni brought Qiao Yiren upstairs, Qiao Yiren rushed to the dressing table like a madwoman and swept all the things on it to the floor. The makeup artist and the others in the room were shocked. They looked anxiously at the bride who had gone mad.
"Please leave us for a while." Su Manni was also holding back her anger. But it had been more than twenty years. She had been in the Su family for so many years, and she had long mastered the art of holding back.
This was because she knew very well that the final winner was the real winner, and only then could she avenge herself!
Just like how she had held back for more than twenty years before she defeated Su Ci and became Mrs. Qiao.
Everyone in the room left and closed the door for the mother and daughter. Su Manni walked over and reached out to grab her daughter's wrist. She was so strong that she wanted to crush her daughter's wrist.
"Mom …"
"Qiao Yiren, listen to me! No matter how angry you are right now, you must hold it in! No matter how proud Su Qianxun is, as long as you marry Xia Chuxi, you will be the final winner! The more complete your wedding is, the more beautiful your victory will be! Otherwise, you'll be the biggest joke today! "
"I'm already a joke. I'm not going to wear this lousy wedding gown anymore!" Qiao Yiren really could not stand being outshone by Su Qianxun.
"Have you had enough? You won't listen to a word I say, will you? I've been laying low for more than twenty years. I've been working hard for more than twenty years. I've been waiting for this day. I've been waiting for you to achieve success and become an outstanding person. Now, it's going to happen! "
"But …"
"So what if Su Qianxun is dressed nicely? She's still someone else's mistress! You're Xia Chuxi's real wife! For the competition after the New Year, your father has already arranged for you to win another award for your new work. You will become the youngest double Best Actress in history! Your career will reach new heights! This way, you'll truly have Su Qianxun under your feet, understand? This is great wisdom! "
Qiao Yiren felt a little better after she heard what her mother said.
Actually, she knew all of this, but she just could not bear to see Su Qianxun doing better than her.
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