Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

There were so many people crowded together just now, Liang Xinyi didn't notice who stepped on Jiang Yuwen's skirt, but she was sure it was definitely not herself!

Enduring resentment, she gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand to tidy up Jiang Yuwen's dress, but who knew that the zipper on her body had been broken, and no matter how hard she tried to get the dress back, she could only hold it for her.

When Jiang Yuwen heard her say that the zipper was broken and could not be fixed, she was so angry that she wanted to slap her in the face again. With such a big commotion, how could Qi Siyu miss such a good opportunity to let her wear small shoes!

Thinking that she would miss a celebrity banquet again this year, Jiang Yuwen was so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger!

Wait another three years, she won't be able to participate at her age, won't get the title of the first lady, and she will be overwhelmed by Qi Siyu in her whole life, just thinking about it can't swallow it!

"Then what should we do now!" Jiang Yuwen stared at Liang Xinyi, who was more wronged than herself, annoyed. Once the eldest lady got angry, she couldn't control it.

Liang Xinyi also felt aggrieved, she wanted to pin this matter on that dead girl Yun Xi, but there was no sign of her around!

Jiang Yuwen now believes that she stepped on her skirt and caused her such a big shame, and if she still wants to hang out in this circle, she can't offend her.

After thinking about it, she could only grit her teeth and bear it, helped Jiang Yuwen stand up, and turned to look at Qi Siyu in front of her.

"Miss Qi, Miss Jiang's dress is torn, maybe I have to change it..."

Qi Siyu nodded, with a serious face, "You send her back, you come back to continue the assessment, Miss Jiang doesn't have to come back."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yuwen clutched her chest for fear of being exposed again, full of hope, thinking about how she would show up to save the embarrassment and face of this moment, Qi Siyu's words were like cold water pouring down her head.

"What do you mean I don't have to come back?!" It was Qi Siyu who spoke, and Jiang Yuwen naturally pointed the finger at her.

"Miss Jiang, I don't see a trace of the most basic ladylike cultivation of a wealthy family and a famous lady in you."

"Qi Siyu, please speak clearly, how come I don't have the cultivation of a famous lady! Why did you judge me out before the assessment started!"

"As far as you are talking to me now, you are very rude and uncultivated. Any well-respected celebrity, if she encounters the unexpected situation you just had, she will deal with it quickly, save the loss and solve the embarrassment. But you, don't ask Just because she raised her hand, she slapped others and called other daughters a slut. Is this something a celebrity can say? The cultivation of a lady is not only reflected in her talent and appearance, but also in her every move and behavior. Just for you, I will give you zero points for the cultivation of the first level."

When he said this, Qi Siyu didn't look at Jiang Yuwen's face, and turned to look at the other male and female judges beside him, "Judges, what do you think?!"

One of the male judges was a specially invited honorary professor of Peking University. When asked by Qi Siyu, she finished what she had to say, and nodded in sympathy.

"Don't panic when things happen, and stay calm in times of danger are also one of the assessments of a celebrity. Miss Jiang's performance just now is really not satisfactory. If you don't even have basic self-cultivation, no matter how good your family background is, no matter how rich your knowledge is, it won't help. I'm sorry, this test I can't even give points."

Several other judges nodded in agreement, and shook their heads to look at Jiang Yuwen. They gave the most fair evaluation, and they didn't mind if they offended the Jiang family.

The nine judges gave her zero points in the first round, and Jiang Yuwen turned pale with anger, her lips trembling with anger: "You, you...you are too much!"