The perfume competition was originally just a simple event, but now it has become a game between major forces.

There are too many Yunqing enemies in the capital, and they don’t want her to win the championship, so they will inevitably take action in secret.

Yun Qing wants to win the championship, but she has to be more than strong, but also has a strong background.

This year's competition location was not originally in Beijing, but was suddenly changed to Beijing before the competition.

This is simply impossible to say that it is not artificial operation.

Mr. Huo held the crutch's hand and kept tightening it. At this moment, he suddenly heard a burst of screams coming from the door.

A group of old men looked up and saw Yun Qing walking in from the door with a smile on her face.

"hiss--"

"Oh my God! The prince of the Beiming family, he actually came..."

If someone else was replaced, the ladies at the scene would not be able to wait to come up impatiently.

But when Bei Ming Yexuan walked in with Yun Qing, the chaebol daughters at the scene not only did not come up, but also retreated one after another and gave way.

Not that I don't want to.

But I dare not.

Thinking of the rumors about this man, many chaebol daughters at the scene showed an indescribable meaning when they looked at Yun Qing.

Can't tell if it's jealousy or something...

Yun Qing didn't seem to notice the sights that fell on her. She took Bei Ming Yexuan's arm and walked towards Mr. Huo calmly.

She stood in front of the old man and smiled slightly, "Grandpa Huo."

Mr. Huo looked at Yun Qing first, then at Bei Ming Yexuan, and finally looked at Yun Qing again, and snorted unhappy, "I think you are not nervous at all, so confident?"

Yun Qing tilted her little head, thought for a while, and gave a confident answer, "If there is no insider in the game, then the champion will definitely be mine!"

Even though Mr. Huo was not in a good mood at this moment, he was amused by Yun Qing's words.

He relaxed a little and said to Yun Qing, "You go and play around for a while, I have something to say to Young Master Beiming."

Yun Qing turned her head to look at Mr. Huo, then looked at Bei Ming Yexuan, as if she didn't understand what they had to say behind her back.

Bei Ming Yexuan raised his hand, touched her hair, and told her softly, "Wait for me a while, don't run around."

Yun Qing said "um" softly and left obediently.

After she left, Mr. Huo retreated the people around him, stared at Bei Ming Yexuan with great momentum, and asked, "Can you guarantee that the final champion must be her?"

This question is a bit meaningful.

After all, in Mr. Huo’s opinion, no matter how smart Yun Qing is, she is just a nineteen-year-old girl.

There are some things that she can't see through.

But this man must have seen it more clearly than everyone else.

Bei Ming Yexuan's eyes were cold, but his tone was smiling, "The champion can only be hers."

......

As soon as Yun Qing walked into the corner, a voice came from beside him, "Miss Yun Qing."

She turned her head and saw Lanteros.

The other party handed her a glass of red wine.

Yun Qing shook her head slightly and smiled, "Thank you, but I won't drink."

This is true.

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