"Although we write about cosmetics, we also report on news about the fashion circle..."
Both her voice and head were lowered. I just saw two top magazines come after this model.
She was very aware of their own competitiveness.
"No problem, text me a time and place. I’m finishing my work for the fashion week tomorrow."
Qin Guan didn't arrogantly turn down the small magazine. In his opinion, the magazine was pretty good. It just needed time to develop.
Accurate orientation matched the demands of all fashion brands.
"Really?" The young girl with the freckles looked at Qin Guan with shining eyes. Her features seemed softer under the lamplight.
"Yes."
She ran away, looking back at the corner and waving at Qin Guan with effort.
Qin Guan smiled at her. That moment, it seemed like the ice and snow were melting and flowers were blooming under the starry sky.
Bang! The girl had hit her forehead against a pole. "Ouch!"
