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Chapter 889 It's all my fault

The beauty now has the supreme right to speak and has regained her position in the fashion circle.

Therefore, the organizer of the Starlight Ceremony would naturally give Ruan Anlan a favor and asked Anan to bring Ruan Anlan to the venue about five minutes early.

Because of the beauty, Ruan Anlan's position was also arranged very well.

There are all popular little celebrities in front and behind him, and they are also very close to the producers and editors-in-chief of fashion magazines.

The Starlight Ceremony is said to be a fashion awards event, but in fact, it is more of an opportunity for people in these circles to socialize and exchange resources.

Ruan Anlan held up her skirt and hurriedly walked to the waiting area.

Ah Nan followed her and sighed in surprise: "Sister An Lan, I have a hunch that you will definitely dominate the audience tonight!"

Ruan Anlan glared at Anan angrily, "Don't talk nonsense. If people hear it, you'll get angry."

"Oh, people will pay attention!" Anan's eyes rolled around, looking around.

All the fans and media arrived. Along the way to the red carpet area, the fans' screams were so loud that they could almost burst the eardrums.

Anan's eyes moved rapidly, but he never found what he wanted to see.

He couldn't help but hang his head in disappointment.

"Ruan Anlan!" At this moment, a high-pitched voice suddenly drew Anan's attention back.

Nan's eyes lit up, "Sister An Lan, your fans..."

"Ruan Anlan, you bitch! A wolf-hearted white-eyed wolf! Why do you dare to come to the Starlight Ceremony? What qualifications do you have to participate in the Starlight Ceremony! A low-character and ungrateful bitch like you should quit the entertainment industry forever.

Disappear from public view forever!"

Before Ruan Anlan could say anything, she heard the man yelling hysterically.

Anan's face turned pale. She looked at the fan who almost rushed out of the security wall and bumped into her. She looked at the fan's eyes that although covered by a mask, could not block his fierce gaze.

I just felt like the world was spinning, and my brain felt like it was being drilled open with an electric drill.

The scene became noisy. The media reporters excitedly turned on their cameras and took pictures of Ruan Anlan's face, as if they were seeing bloody leechworms.

However, Ruan Anlan remained calm from beginning to end, even in the face of such insults and accusations, she still looked calm.

There was no expression of panic, anger, or sadness as they expected.

Ruan Anlan was calm and composed like a high-ranking queen, holding her head high and walking forward steadily without being affected at all.

It's just that her little assistant's face doesn't look very good.

I couldn’t capture Ruan Anlan’s own reaction, but I could have captured the reactions of the staff around her.

Anyway, as long as they are willing, they can write any kind of report.

Writing white as black is not a difficult task for these reporters at all.

However, just as they were preparing to take action, they discovered that Ruan Anlan lowered her head and whispered something to her assistant.

Soon, Assistant Ruan Anlan's expression returned to his expressionless look, and he protected Ruan Anlan all the way to the waiting area.

"Sister An Lan, I'm sorry, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have heard it..." Finally arriving at the relatively quiet waiting area, Nan lowered his head guiltily.


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