Chen Qing, who was wearing a bright red dress, was walking towards Zhang Meng, who was wearing a simple T-shirt and denim shorts, and Li Jia, who was wearing pink and blue trousers.

"Who did I say it was? Isn't this our well-known Yin Xiaoxiao, the eldest lady of the Yin family?"

Standing in front of Yin Xiaoxiao and Tao Yi, Chen Qing folded her arms around her chest, looked at them with her chin raised slightly, and said proudly, "I heard that the man you married is a doctor from Nanyu Hospital, isn't it?"

There was a smile on the corner of Yin Xiaoxiao's mouth, but no one could understand the indifference that emanated, and he replied softly: "I'm really flattered that Ms. Ang Chen is so concerned about my affairs."

Chen Qing snorted softly, and suddenly her eyes fell on Zhang Meng who was on the side, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was slightly mocking.

Li Jia and Zhang Meng looked at Yin Xiaoxiao fixedly, as if they were about to take her apart to study and study, Tao Yi looked at them with a slight frown, as if they were ready to go, Yan Xiaoxiao reached out and shook her little hand, without saying a word.

"Why are you so quiet today, are you so nervous?"

Suddenly, a suspicious voice sounded, and Tao Yi was not surprised to see that Zhang Meng blushed slightly, and his small body hid behind Chen Qing and Li Jia, and then the crowd automatically moved out of the way, and everyone saw the sunny boy Dong Kai standing on the other side, exuding a youthful atmosphere after exercising.

Seeing Yan Xiaoxiao, Dong Kai's eyes lit up undisguisedly, walked over with his basketball in his arms and said, "Yin Xiaoxiao, you haven't appeared in school for a long time."

Yin Xiaoxiao raised her small face and smiled, then replied: "Sorry, I've been a little busy recently."

As soon as the words fell, Dong Kai's face changed slightly.

That's right, Yan Xiaoxiao is indeed very busy lately, I guess everyone in T City knows it, busy with getting married and proving her innocence at the same time, how can she not be busy?

Dong Kai looked at Yin Xiaoxiao's flowery face, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, but saw Chen Qing and the other three in his eyes, frowned slightly and said, "What are you doing here?"

Chen Qing saw that Dong Kai opened his mouth to speak, but Zhang Meng behind him stretched out his hand to grab her, so she suppressed her words, but looked at Yan Xiaoxiao raised the corners of her mouth, with a hint of complacency, treachery and excitement in that smile, and said, "Yin Xiaoxiao, I want to see if Dong Kai can still keep you today!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for others to speak, Chen Qing and the three turned around and left.

Tao Yi and Yan Xiaoxiao both paused in their hearts, and while Dong Kai was leaving, Tao Yi quickly told Yan Xiaoxiao the news he had just received from his classmates: "Xiaoxiao, I heard that Zhang Meng's advertisement is the same as yours' perfume."

Turning her head, Yin Xiaoxiao looked at Tao Yi with some surprise. No wonder Tao Yi was looking for her so urgently today. It was really not a good thing to encounter such a question during graduation defense: "Are you sure? Are they all perfumes, are they men's or women's?"

Tao Yi pursed her lips slightly, looked at Yan Xiaoxiao helplessly and said, "You know it, I know about your advertisement, and when I tell you this, I obviously tell you that you and Zhang Meng crashed into a car."

Yin Xiaoxiao subconsciously bulged her small mouth, and her eyes rolled quickly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing Yin Xiaoxiao's appearance, Tao Yi stretched out his hand to comfort her and said, "Don't worry, even if the subjects are the same, your advertisements can't be the same. You just need to explain it clearly to the teacher. It's not like this happened before."

Nodding her head, Yin Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, she just hoped that everything would go well today.

Soon, the defense began. In the graduation defense of their department, five people entered the classroom in groups of five, and everyone had to make a PPT presentation on their graduation thesis, let alone students from the advertising design department like them. It was just unfortunate that Yin Xiaoxiao and Tao Yi were in a group of three with Chen Qing, Li Jia and Zhang Meng.

There are only two rows of seats in the classroom. There are three teachers sitting in the first row, and five of them in the second row.

The first person to go up was Tao Yi. The ad she made was about lipsticks. She made an ad that was pure and sexy with a little bit of charm, and it made people want to buy it. After the explanation, the teacher asked three questions as usual.

When the lights in the classroom dimmed and Zhang Meng's advertisement appeared on the huge projector and began to play slowly, Yan Xiaoxiao's face turned pale instantly, and even Tao Yi on the side turned his head to look at Yan Xiaoxiao in disbelief. Even though he knew that the two were doing the same subject, he never thought that their advertisements would be so similar!

It's not even similar at all!

Tao Yi has seen Yin Xiaoxiao's advertisement, and it is exactly the same as Zhang Meng's advertisement now!

At the beginning of the ad, it was in the sunny and warm season, with colorful bubbles in the warm bathroom. The blond beauty came out of the bathtub wrapped in a white bathrobe. When she smiled warmly at the sun, the bathrobe was slightly loose. There was a resting butterfly tattoo on the back of her left shoulder. The moment she turned around, the blond beauty accidentally knocked over the perfume in the pink vial that was put aside. At this moment, the resting butterfly unfolded its colorful wings, ready to fly...

The picture suddenly became blurred, and only the blond beauty could be seen blinking and smiling at the camera playfully. Only the colorful butterfly took up half of the shot, highlighting her vitality and her charm at the same time...

A string of pink English words fell down to the bottom of the screen in a coherent manner, which read: Your perfume, his scent. JrNovels.com