The Finale Bride

Ji Aier found an excuse to slip away, but outside the restroom, she ran into the little girl that Long Yuhao had brought.

"Are you Long Yuhao's sister?" Ji Aier asked.

"No! How could I have such an old brother!" Miao Sang tilted her head and looked at the woman in front of her who was smiling at her. Then she recognized who she was. "You're the finale bride from the Perfetto new product launch!"

"Finale bride?" Ji Aier was surprised by the little girl's words. "You went to watch it?"

"Of course! I go to every Perfetto new product launch!" Miao Sang said seriously. "Because I'm a big fan of Perfetto's president! I like him so much."

"You know Ji En!" Ji Aier was even more surprised by this discovery. The little girl in front of her looked at most sixteen or seventeen years old.

"I know him, but he doesn't know me! Hehe!" Miao Sang said, scratching her head shyly. In fact, she had read his exclusive interview in a fashion magazine, and since then, Ji En had become her idol. After that, she would go to every Perfetto new product launch, no matter which country it was held in. "That's why I begged Yuhao to bring me to your celebration party!"

"What's your relationship with Yuhao?" Ji Aier asked this extremely cute little girl.

"Uncle!" Miao Sang blinked her big eyes and said.

"Uncle?" Ji Aier almost choked on her own saliva. If she remembered correctly, Long Yuhao should only be 25 years old this year!

"Yes, what else should I call him! He's so much older than me!" Miao Sang looked up innocently and asked.

"Perfetto's president is even older than Long Yuhao!" Among their group of good friends, Long Yuhao was the youngest.

"That's called having depth! You adults just don't know how to appreciate it!" Miao Sang said with an expression as if she knew more than adults. She wouldn't allow anyone to speak ill of her idol. In her standards, Ji En being older than her meant having depth, while Long Yuhao being older than her meant being old. She had a double standard from the start.

"Then did you meet him?" When she got home tonight, she definitely had to tell Ji En that he had a super loyal fan.

"Yes, but I didn't dare to talk to him. He seemed very serious." Miao Sang, looking dejected, thought of something and then looked up and pleaded, "Can you get me a signed photo of him?"

"That might be a bit difficult! But if you like it, I can get a photo of him for you! Just without the signature," Ji Aier said. He rarely took photos in normal times!

"It's a deal! This is my phone number. Remember to call me!" Miao Sang picked up her phone and showed her phone number to Ji Aier.

"It's a deal! But I still don't know your name!" Ji Aier said as she noted down Miao Sang's number.

"My name is Miao Sang, finale bride!" Miao Sang said and ran away because she heard Long Yuhao calling her.

Finale bride!

Ji Aier really couldn't compliment such a title. It made it seem as if all the models who had appeared before her were brides.