In front of happy people, pain is always not worth mentioning.
Especially when there is only one person in pain-Susan, this anger will be infinitely magnified.
Just now, when she was told to disqualify from the competition, her heart was really panicked. When she reacted to catch up, she saw Nora Smith taking the stage to receive the award. Susan tightened her lips, wrinkled her brow, and looked at the woman on the stage with resentment. If there was no accident, this trophy should have been hers...
"Leo, you set me up!"
When Nora Smith and Asher Hawn walked out of the design competition in pairs, it was already six o'clock in the evening. They were just talking and laughing about going to the parking space, but Susan suddenly killed them. She stared at Nora Smith. "Leo … … … Oh, no, it should be Miss Nora Smith. Why did you frame me? Why, today's award, this trophy in your hand, should obviously be mine! "