Chapter 1155： Face-slapped mad demon

Chapter 1155

Why?

Don’t Jingjie like her?

But since he doesn’t like her, why doesn’t he reject her?

Scarver wore a dress designed by herself, and looked at the large LED screen blankly, feeling cold from the bottom of her feet to her heart.

Jingjie...

has always guarded her. Will he not want her?

If Jingjie doesn’t want her, what should she do?

She has already seen Jing Jie’s life, and after so many days of life like Jing Jie, she has become accustomed to it. She has planned everything. If Jing Jie doesn't marry her in the end, what should she do?

Thinking of this, Scarver began to regret it.

I knew she would not be greedy for the 3 million!

"It has changed, her face has changed!"

"Wow, this slap is cool."

"My elder sister is really a face-smashing monster!"

"Sister Qian never let me down!"

"Little brother Xiaojie didn't let me down either!"

The screen is still flashing almost bursting, which is very lively.

Diran never noticed that there was an invisible camera behind him. Di Jingan could only watch the cracks that appeared on Diran’s face when Diranle was looking backward. There was a bad cry in my heart.

After the three models stood together, it was clear to everyone. It turns out that these three sets of costumes are gathered together and turned out to be a painting.

This painting turned out to be based on Jing Qian. She wore a black hat, a bright red dress, and a pair of Martin boots, standing on the ground full of waste.

The world is black and white, as if there is no light in sight, only the girl’s clothes and demeanor can bring people yearning.

All the judges and the audience were in an uproar.

Because this dress is so beautiful and shocking, there is no need for Jing Jie to give any explanation at all, and his design concept is clear at a glance.

The model goes from high to low, just to show the whole picture completely.

The corner of Prince Jing Ryder’s lips showed a smile: “I’ll say a few more words, everyone will not find me annoying, right?”

The audience said they would not.

At this moment, the screen has been fried.

"Hahaha, is this really called a lack of help? I always feel that King Libby and Crown Prince Jing Ryder are helping our little brother brother?"

"Be confident and get rid of your feelings."

"Di Lale, does your face hurt?"

"Prince Ann, does your face hurt?"

"Di Lale, Prince An, your ancestors told you to go back and kneel at the ancestral hall, lest you lose face!"

"Only I think that Sister Qian's family should not go back to Country B?"

"There is still me and me, is it not popular to be the richest man in country Z? Why do you want to go back?"

"I always feel that I will be divided into property..."

Compared with the excitement of the live broadcast platform, the liveliness of the scene is not too small at all.

Jingjie looked at the two models and nodded slightly at them. After the two models understood, they walked generously to the model beside Di Ranle.

Di Ranle looks ugly at the moment and wants to make them go away, but this is the stage for the Chole game, and she can't lose face in front of the world.

When the two models arrived, the backstage staff directly lifted two 25 cm chairs for the two models.

Because Jing Jie’s shortest model is 155 cm tall, while Di Lale’s is 180 cm, with a gap of 25 cm.

When the two models stood on the stools, everyone discovered that the red silk thread or leather fragments on Di Lele’s costume were just the skirt of the red dress of the person in the painting.

(End of this chapter)