As the closing model for this Cashel's show, Musheng and Jian, who always opens the show, weren't expected to cross paths.
Carrying her simple luggage, she got her room number and went upstairs. After Meng Zhao saw her to her room, she said to her, "I'm going to go downstairs to arrange rooms for Xiaochang and the others."
The brand was responsible for all the travel expenses of the models, but that didn't mean they would cover the accompanying personnel as well, so when they came over, Meng Zhao had already booked rooms at another hotel nearby in advance.
"Sure, go ahead, I'm fine here by myself. I'll call you if I need anything."
"OK."
After Meng Zhao left, Musheng placed her suitcase on the floor, opened it, and picked out a casual T-shirt and shorts, then went to take a shower.
The long-haul flight, coupled with the hectic scene at the airport, made her sweat all over.
Paris was now as hot as the summer season, unbearably so.
