"Words to embellish beauties are always lacking in front of real beauties." Mr. Lance laughed. "How is it? I'm not exaggerating, right? She's a rare gem."
Celine spoke German with a London accent that was very pleasant to the ear. "Very correct. Q, I heard that you're here for the fashion design competition?"
"Yes," Qiao Weiyang replied generously.
"This is really a blessing for the fashion industry and a pity for the jewelry industry. Come and sit with me for a while."
Qiao Weiyang and Celine sat down together in a quiet place.
Celine took out a packet of ladies' cigarettes and handed one to Qiao Weiyang. After Qiao Weiyang expressed that she didn't want to smoke, she took it and held it in her mouth. She didn't light it out of politeness and just held it in her mouth.
Her actions and demeanor were very elegant. Even if she was casually smoking, she still had an indescribable temperament.
