Chapter 652 Grand Confession

"So you are the famous Piao!"

The judges stood up excitedly, wishing they could hold Qiao Yanmeng's hand.

Mo Yunsheng, who was standing aside, felt as if he had been struck by lightning and stood there in a daze for a long time.

She remembered that she had praised Piao in front of Qiao Yanmeng before, and now she felt so embarrassed that her scalp was numb.

"Nonsense!"

Mo Yunsheng suddenly interrupted their conversation, "How do you prove that you are Piao himself?"

"Ms. Mo, although the organizer of the Perfumery Conference is indeed the Mo Group, isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to be like this now? Didn't you send out all the invitations yourself?"

The invitation letter includes the contestant's participation certificate. What Qiao Yanmeng has taken out now is the best proof that she is the best.

The knife that stabbed himself was handed to Qiao Yanmeng by Mo Yunsheng himself.

"You are just not as skilled as others. There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. You just lost once. There is no need to take it so seriously."

Qiao Yanmeng imitated Mo Yunsheng's words to "comfort" Yun just now and repeated them, her expression looking particularly playful.

The audience was obviously shocked by the sudden announcement of Piao's identity, and cheers rang out one after another.

Mo Yunsheng's mind went blank.

She was determined to win the Perfumery Conference, but now it seems to have become Qiao Yanmeng's home court.

Her fingers were trembling, but reason brought her back to her senses.

If I continue to argue with her over this little thing, I'm afraid my reputation will plummet.

"I'm not as skilled as others."

Mo Yunsheng almost bit his back teeth to pieces before he could squeeze out these words.

She held Qiao Yanmeng's hand and pretended to hug her.

"I never thought that your identity is much more than ordinary. Is there anything I haven't seen before?"

Qiao Yanmeng also lowered her voice: "Of course, there are many things you didn't expect."

"Don't think that you can marry Zhan Tingbei smoothly just like this. No matter how many inexplicable identities you have, it can't change the fact that you are just the daughter of a whore!"

Qiao Yanmeng's expression did not change, but her high heels had already stepped on Mo Yunsheng's instep.

Mo Yun felt the pain, but suddenly found that she couldn't struggle, and the feet of both of them were blocked by their skirts. Neither the audience nor the camera on the stage could capture it.

She did it on purpose!

"Mo Yunsheng." Qiao Yanmeng stared at Mo Yunsheng's eyes indifferently. The emotions in her eyes were bottomless, which inexplicably made Mo Yunsheng feel a little scared: "Don't lose your life for that mouth."

Having said that, Qiao Yanmeng finally got off Mo Yunsheng's feet.

She walked towards the judges in a seductive manner, as if nothing had happened.

"Just now you asked me why I designed such a perfume. In fact, this is my first time to formulate a men's fragrance. It is of great significance to me. As for the inspiration, I will tell you as a thank you speech for winning the award."

"It is time to present the prize. Since both contestants have no other opinions, I hereby declare that the winner of this perfume competition is Piao!"

Mo Yunsheng was eclipsed, and her feet were in so much pain that she could hardly stand. If her assistant had not had the foresight to come up to the stage and help her down, she would have continued to stand on the stage and embarrassed herself.

"Boss Mo, your foot!"

"Shut up, I can see you!"

Mo Yunsheng looked at his swollen instep, then raised his head and glared fiercely at Qiao Yanmeng who was holding the trophy.

Qiao Yanmeng stood under the spotlight, the warm yellow light falling on her, as if she were the reincarnation of the god in charge of beauty, making people unable to take their eyes away.

"First of all, I would like to thank the judges of this perfume competition for recognizing me. This perfume means a lot to me, and I hope to let it be seen by the public. You can open the perfume test paper in your hand. This is the result of my slight modification according to the competition rules."

Everyone picked up their perfumed papers and imitated Qiao Yanmeng, raising their heads high to prepare for the light in the distance.

The same was true for Zhan Tingbei, who was sitting in the private room.

A line of words appeared on the perfume paper, a confession written in cursive English.

mlovez

Zhan Tingbei's lips curled up slightly. It turned out that this was what Qiao Yanmeng called a surprise.

He had once made a grand confession for her, and now, in front of the crowd and everyone, Qiao Yanmeng gave him an equivalent confession in the same grand way.

"As you might expect, this fragrance was inspired by my love."

Qiao Yanmeng smiled suddenly, her eyebrows and eyes curved, and she looked quite happy.

"As for what kind of person he is, you may have already guessed it, or you may need to continue to taste it. In short, everyone has different opinions, just like some people like this taste, while others are disgusted by it."

"In short, this is a perfume about love, so I'm sorry, it won't be available for purchase anywhere."

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“Very interesting.”

In the VIP room, the man turned and spoke to the assistant beside him.