“Anna.”
A woman’s voice came from behind Anna.
Anna turned around and looked at the beautiful woman who approached her. She was about to say hello when she saw a tall, blonde, handsome man next to the woman.
Anna frowned and said flatly, “Katrin, can I help you?”
Katrin walked up to Anna, suppressed her excitement, and said, “Congratulations o n winning the gold medal in this fashion design competition. I heard that you have already received the invitation to Paris Fashion Week, I really envy you. You’re the only one who got it among so many of us.
Anna chuckled. “It’s not like there is no other way to go to Paris Fashion Week. Knowing you Katrin, you must have a way in.”
Katrin shook her head and said, “That’s
different. You are invited as a new
designer, and you have the opportunity to exhibit a set of clothes you designed. Even if I go there through other means, I can only be a spectator.
“Let’s stop talking about me, Anna, this is my brother Jeremiah. Do you remember him? He always wanted to have a good chat with you,” Katrin suddenly said excitedly.
Anna looked helpless and said, “Katrin, I really don’t want to become familiar with any other friends of the opposite sex. Do you know what I mean?”
“Anna, I think you should give me a
chance.”
Jeremiah suddenly spoke and said, “We are just making friends. Even an ancient and conservative country will allow the opposite sex to make friends, right?”
Anna looked cold and said, “Sir, I hope you can be more polite when you speak. I will not tolerate you talking about anything discriminatory or ridiculous so casually,”
The corners of Jeremiah’s mouth
twitched, and he said, “Sorry, I didn’t
mean that. know tomorrow is your birthday, so want to hold a birthday party for you. Can I?”
As if afraid that Anna would refuse, he said hurriedly, “I know, your family is in Somerland, so this time you can only spend your birthday alone in the United States.
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