This Huo Ling, who was constantly besting Shen Qianqian in the jewelry design competition, was both despised and unavoidably noticed, even deliberately by Shen Qianqian.
Shen Qianqian was the first to see the girl walking towards them after Gao Yufei finished speaking. She was dressed in a white T-shirt, her dark, curly hair tied back lazily, a white and delicate face adorned with a pair of silver-framed glasses that added a literary charm, and she was holding a sketchbook in her arms.
Surprisingly good-looking.
So much so that Shen Qianqian found it difficult to ignore her.
As soon as everyone heard, they couldn't help but turn their heads around.
They naturally saw the girl walking gracefully their way.
...Huo Ling?
...The first place winner of the competition?
...What is she doing here?
Ming Zhiyuan's eyes flickered slightly. He truly thought that this girl named Huo Ling resembled his own daughter a great deal.
Yin Hao's gaze circled the girl with interest.