Chapter 982: Top

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An Wen looked at the long journey and asked in disbelief: "Do I really owe so much debt?"

She thought it was almost over, but she didn't expect there was so much more.

"I didn't tell you everything before because I was afraid you wouldn't be able to bear it. There will be more later." Song Jia said.

An Wen felt that there was no hope for the future, so she fell on the bed and remained motionless.

"You still have one night, start making a top from tomorrow, and I will whip you around with a whip."

Song Jia gave An Wen a detailed report on her itinerary in the past few days before leaving.

An Wen lay motionless on the bed the whole time.

She regretted that she had been piling up her business activities. She didn't expect that the accumulation would reach this point.

Whether she has time or not has nothing to do with filming. With more than 30 endorsements, brands and commercial activities, she is so busy that she has no spare time.

No wonder Xia Jin hasn't had a girlfriend for so many years. A top artist is too busy to be in a relationship.

An Wen sat up from the bed, startling Jiang Shiyu who was helping her pack her things.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, pushing her long hair back, An Wen held her beautiful face and smiled a few times, pretending: "Who made you so beautiful and so popular? This is the price..."

Jiang Shiyu: "..." It's okay, I've long been used to it.

An Wen is very busy, and recently she is even more exhausted physically and mentally because of the clothes.

You can't choose between the clothes provided by the brand and your own clothes.

This is the time when stylists and staff are the most tired.

"Wenwen, you can't wear this dress." Song Jia rejected An Wen's suggestion to wear her own clothes.

This outfit was given to me by An Quan. It is high-end and costs several million. I should save it for the red carpet.

"Why not? I think it looks good. It only reaches the knees. It's actually quite everyday." An Wen said, holding the white skirt.

"Is this good? It just goes with these shoes." the stylist suggested.

"Didn't you say before that this one was too fresh and didn't match the theme?" An Wen asked confused.

Stylist: "..." If it doesn't match, it doesn't match, but you like it. Compared with that ridiculously high-profile dress, this one is better.

"It's okay. This skirt was designed by my brother alone with a designer. It has not been shown in the show, so no one will find it." An Wen said, holding the skirt in her hand.

Song Jia was silent for a long time and finally changed her tune.

"Okay, just wear this."

"Thank you, Sister Song." An Wen said sweetly.

My brother will pay attention to her news and will definitely be happy if he sees her wearing this dress in public.

The fan meeting only started in two hours, and two-thirds of the people at the venue had already arrived.

Fans took out light signs and cheering sticks. Grandpa Chu held up a big sign with the word "xi" and kept taking photos with Special Assistant Xu and Chu's mother.

Father Chu was unmoved on the surface, and then quietly entered the mirror.

"Dad, why do I think our station has the fewest people?" Chu's mother asked.

"Old people are slow to grab tickets," Grandpa Chu said.

He would not admit that Sunset Red Station had the smallest number of people.

An Wen had already put on her makeup backstage. Due to time constraints, she secretly ate a bag of duck paws and then touched up her lipstick.

Half an hour before the start, the seats were almost full, and Lanting's commercials were playing on the screen.

Chu's mother waited for so long but never got impatient. She chatted happily with the fans next to her. The fans were all praising Chu's mother for her good looks.

An Wen couldn't hold it back and secretly ate a bag of duck wings.