Song Xingchen had also been getting her makeup done early backstage.
When she saw Su Tingyan come in, she said, "Look at the crowd outside, then look at the headlines tonight, tsk tsk, in no more than two years, your show could become the next Bazaar Charity Night in the country."
"That will only happen if tonight's show is a success."
For this show, Su Tingyan had selected very high-profile brands, and the designs and models had been carefully chosen.
"With you here, how could it not be a success?"
Su Tingyan hummed, "Then I'll borrow your auspicious words."
When she went out, however, she saw that Mu Zhiqing had also come.
Su Tingyan said, "I don't recall inviting you."
"You didn't invite me, but the brand will," she retorted.
Su Tingyan raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"What, do you have a problem with that?"
"None, have fun."
