Su Qiao took out her phone and showed Wu Xiuyan the purchase record for the high-calcium protein powders. "I eat these two in combination."
"But I can't guarantee that they'll definitely help you grow taller. After all, everyone's bone development is different."
Although Su Qiao had researched these two high-calcium protein powders, their ingredients were indeed quite good. They were even more effective for minors whose bones had not fully developed, but there were still no absolute guarantees.
Wu Xiuyan took out her own phone and snapped a picture. Only then did she happily pat Su Qiao on the shoulder.
"I understand. Being able to grow taller is a good thing, but if you can't, then that's just your fate."
Wu Xiuyan had a twelve-year-old daughter who was quite tall.
She planned to train her daughter for a career in modeling.
However, she would have to decide based on how tall her daughter grew in the future.
Su Qiao chatted quite happily with her agent, Sister Wu. Not far away, several models resting between training sessions looked at her with disdain.
"Tsk, all she knows how to do is curry favor with Sister Wu."
"Exactly. So what if she wins her favor? If she doesn't have enough ability, can't she still get on the runway?"
"Given her performance before, she definitely won't have a part in this season's shows either."
"Some people are just like that. They won't give up until they see the Yellow River. They don't even look at how old they are, yet they still foolishly dream of participating in international fashion shows."
Because of Su Qiao's deeply defined, slightly rugged international features, quite a few people were jealous of her.
Especially since Su Qiao had always been favored by her agent, Sister Wu.
"Sister Wu, I'll