Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Falling in love? What does that mean?”
Shen Qianrou chuckled gently and said, “It’s actually very simple. As long as the other party loves me. I believe that every beautiful and adorable woman wants the man she loves to only love her.”
“Wow, it sounds lovely. Oh right, Miss Shen Qianrou, I heard that after the scent-making contest, will your wedding with Young Master Su be on the agenda? Is this theme conveying your expectations to Young Master Su?”
Shen Qianrou smiled shyly and replied, “Of course I hope he understands.”
“Don’t worry Miss Qianrou, we will find a way to let Young Master Su hear you.”
“Thank you.”
It was only then that the reporters directed their attention to Shen Fanxing. Clearly, their enthusiasm was no longer as high as it was for Shen Qianrou.
When Shen Fanxing heard the word “love”, a cold glint flashed across her eyes before it was replaced with mockery.
To make the other party fall in love with her?
How ironic!
“Miss Shen Fanxing, I heard… you’ve moved back to the Shen family recently?”
A reporter drawled sarcastically, his face full of disdain.
Everyone perked up and looked at her when her question was heard.
Shen Fanxing narrowed her eyes, a sparkle glinting within.
She turned her head to look at Shen Qianrou and sneered to herself. “Nobody knows that I’m back. How did you know?”
The reporter chuckled and said, “I’m a reporter. In that case, you’re admitting that you moved back to the Shen family’s residence?”
Shen Fanxing nodded and said, “There’s nothing I can’t admit.”
“I heard that you announced at Lan Yun Entertainment’s anniversary celebration that you wanted to sever ties with them. Why did you suddenly decide to move back?”
“For no reason.”
She was speechless…
Seeing Shen Fanxing’s attitude, the reporter snorted again. “Are you prepared for this competition? Do you have the confidence to win?”
“Yes, I’m confident.”
Unlike Shen Qianrou, Shen Fanxing sounded pompous as she didn’t want to waste her breath anymore.
She knew that the reporters had achieved their goal and so did Shen Qianrou.
“All right, all non-competitors please leave. The contest in our perfumery special zone is about to begin. We have ten minutes to prepare. Please check the essentials before you begin.”
The competition venue was spacious. A table covered in white cloth was placed at regular spaces. Each table had its own competition number.
When Shen Fanxing walked towards her booth with her box, her shoulder was hit hard and the box nearly fell to the ground. Luckily, Shen Fanxing reacted quickly and the moment the box left her hand, she gripped it forcefully and pulled it back.
Coldness flashed across her eyes and she turned her head. A haughty-looking woman was staring at her with her chin raised.
“What are you looking at?!” The woman was exceptionally arrogant and rude.
“You nearly hit me and caused my box to fall to the ground. Don’t you owe me an apology?”
The woman snorted coldly as her eyes swept across Shen Fanxing with disdain.
“So what if it hits the ground? If it’s broken, you won’t have to embarrass yourself on stage!”