When Qiao Jierou saw this scene in front of her, a smile appeared on her face. So many people were going over to watch the commotion. This scene was even more interesting than she had imagined.
The stage was already set up without any extra effort.
The more people watched, the better the effect.
Her footsteps were hurried as she walked forward with everyone. She led everyone to witness Qiao Weiyang's downfall.
At the event location, the interpreter and assistant continued to shout in several languages, "Contestant Qiao Weiyang! The time is almost up. If you still don't show yourself, you'll be considered to have forfeited according to the competition rules…"
"Sorry I'm late." Qiao Weiyang held the design draft in one hand and the evening gown covered by the dust cover in the other as she walked over.
