Yang Lin and Yang Xiang, standing nearby, were obviously taken aback as well. They looked at each other, and Yang Xiang, unusually, chose to stay quiet and didn't jump in to defend An Yu.
"So, Miss Jian and I are on the same wavelength. That's exactly how I feel, too." Khan smiled knowingly, glanced at An Yu, and said in a leisurely manner.
Struggling to maintain her composure, An Yu looked at Jian Qing, "Jian Qing, who are you to say I'm not suited for this shoot? Besides, I don't think it's up to you to decide whether I'm qualified."
She was personally selected by JK International. Why should she be dropped just because Jian Qing said she was not suitable? An Yu wanted to see where Jian Qing got the guts to kick out the Miss of the prestigious An family.
"How do you know my decision doesn't count?" Jian Qing responded with a cold laugh. Although her mouth was still smiling, it lacked her usual tenderness.
