Breast Contest?

She had just spoken when the doorbell rang.

Li Xing'er's agent and her assistant came in with an apologetic look on their faces.

"I am sorry, so, sorry that my dumb assistant has ruined your gown."

Jolin gritted his teeth. "Did you do it on purpose or accidentally? You know the real reason clearly."

Weiwei was a newcomer and Li Xing'er was also a newcomer in the film industry, even if she had made some TV-series before.

If the two of them showed up at the film festival together, they would be compared.

Li Xing'er understood that she was not as pretty as Weiwei, so she ruined her gown so she would not be able to appear on the red carpet.

"Agent Jolin, she truly did not do it on purpose. We will compensate for the laundry fee." Li Xing'er's agent said.

"Get out of here!" Jolin swore in annoyance.

Li Xing'er's agent glanced at the assistant who was also in tears as she made the apology.