As she spoke, Wen Yajun showed an ingratiating smile.

When she was in the imperial capital, she was always flattered by others. Why should she flatter others? She has already shown such high sincerity, so she should be able to win over Princess Euphemia, right?

However, the other party just looked at her coldly, nodded, and walked straight past her.

He looked around, as if looking for someone.

Wen Yajun's smile froze on her face.

It's okay... It's okay...

She had done her homework in advance and heard that Princess Euphemia was cold by nature and was like this to everyone, not just her. It was her first attempt, so it was normal to fail, and there would be many more opportunities later!

The show is about to start.

Wen Yajun found the seat with her name on it and sat down.

In a show like this, the position is a symbol of status. The position where she sat, although not in the front row, was still quite close to the front. After all, she was the eldest daughter of the Wen family, and even Mira Fashion Week had to give her some face.

She also saw where Princess Euphemia was sitting. Sure enough, she was in the front row, not far from her.

This made her very excited.

Later, she can take this opportunity to get close to Princess Euphemia. After successfully gaining Princess Euphemia's favor, maybe Princess Euphemia will even move her seat to the front row!

Although her position was pretty good, the first row still had the widest view and was the most prestigious.

At this moment, she saw the figures of Yan Zhiyu and four others and snorted with disdain.

Today, Yan Zhiyu was able to come here by sheer luck. The other three were nobodies in the entertainment industry with no background, and they were lucky enough to appear at the fashion show by relying on Yan Zhiyu's thigh.

She even looks down on Yan Zhiyu, let alone them.

Even if Yan Zhiyu's brother is the designer of today's show, their position is definitely worse than hers!

Sure enough, after searching for a while, they prepared to sit behind her.

Wen Yajun raised her lips in pride and said loudly, "Yan Zhiyu, you are sitting so far back, will you be able to see clearly later? But there is nothing I can do about it. After all, you are only fit to sit behind me."

Yan Zhiyu didn't respond, but Xu Huihui was very angry.

"We are all here to watch the show, so why do we have to distinguish between the noble and the low? Besides, 付鱼 has provoked you, so why do you have to be so gloomy?"

Liao Yunzhou and Ge Zhe also frowned and looked at Wen Yajun.

"Hey, the three of you are protecting her so much. Is this the dog that Yan Zhiyu raised? This is really weird. Why would a dog be allowed into the Mira Fashion Week?"

After hearing this, Yan Zhiyu finally responded.

She could pretend she didn't hear him scolding her, because Wen Yajun's scolding was really boring and didn't stir up any waves in her heart. But if he scolded her friends, she couldn't stand it.

"I don't know if dogs can enter, but flies seem to be allowed in. From the beginning, I kept hearing flies buzzing in my ears... I couldn't get rid of them no matter what I did!"

As Yan Zhiyu finished her words, Xu Huihui burst out laughing, and Liao Yunzhou and Ge Zhe couldn't help laughing as well.

Wen Yajun was so angry that she stood up.

"Yan Zhiyu, what are you talking about? Who are you calling a fly?"

Yan Zhiyu ignored her and covered her ears with her hands, exaggerating: "Oh my, why are the flies buzzing again? It's so noisy!"

Wen Yajun's face flushed, and she was about to speak again when suddenly a cold voice came.

"What are you arguing about?"

It's Spanish.

Wen Yajun looked up, and met 껗's cold blue eyes.

It's Princess Euphemia!

Next to her, the person in charge of this fashion week was smiling and attentive.

Wen Yajun immediately switched to Spanish and said, "Princess Euphemia, there are a few people who are not worthy of coming to the show and making trouble here. I couldn't stand it, so I said a few words... In your presence, they actually let this kind of rubbish come. It's really infuriating!"

Princess Euphemia frowned when she heard this.

The Chinese in front of her was very annoying, and the people who quarreled with her must not be good people. For a moment, her impression of Wen Yajun became worse, and she didn't have a good impression of the other people either.

Seeing Euphemia frown, Wen Yajun became more excited.

"The manager is here too. For your show experience today, I think it's better to kick these rubbish out... Don't you agree?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed at Yan Zhiyu and others.