Hearing this, Abby finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"So, the champion of this year is still none other than you, Xinyan!"
"Of course it must be Xinyan. Today was just that woman's stroke of luck in gaining the favor of Queen Nefertiti and Princess Avril. In the finals, it's about real ability, not those opportunistic tricks."
"Ah, look, here comes the one who plays tricks."
As they were speaking, the elevator doors slowly opened, and Su Ran walked out.
Compared to a group of women with fluttering skirts and heavy makeup, Su Ran seemed very much out of place.
The temperature wasn't very high in Y country that evening, so Su Ran wore a V-neck fitted long dress with a casual blazer over it, simple and stylish, beautiful and exquisite.
Su Xinyan's face gradually turned cold, her eyes intently fixed on Su Ran, almost spilling out hatred.
However, she concealed it very well.
Abby stood to one side and huffed coldly, very much disliking Su Ran's pretentious demeanor.
