After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

Chapter 19

The clear date comes from Qi Xiaohe's mouth, which represents persuasiveness.

The media who were originally as quiet as a chicken and focused on candid filming were finally ignited by this sentence, and they couldn't help the frenzy in their hearts any longer. They all jumped out with their microphones held high and rushed towards Wei Wen and Qi Xiaohe.

The producer closest to the two of them was almost pushed by the cameraman who was busy grabbing the C position, and the scene got out of control for a while.

Yu Dao hated that iron could not be made into steel and whispered: "If you ask for leave, please ask for leave. Who asked you what you are going to do? You must make it known to everyone..."

Wei Wen also exploded a piece of fireworks in his brain at this moment, reaching a blank.

Knowing in my heart that I want to marry a male god and being told the exact time of marriage, this is not only the difference between the future tense and the present progressive tense, but also the difference between cold granules and Suxiao Jiuxin pills - how can the healing power of a fragile heart be the same? And language?

"May I ask if you have agreed to announce the marriage news today? Did Mr. Wei Wen's words in the morning be a deliberate foreshadowing?"

"Excuse me, do you have any plans to hold a wedding? Can Mr. Qi talk about the details of your relationship?"

"Teacher Wei Wen, how are you feeling at the moment? Will you return to the family for Mr. Qi after marriage?"

Feeling?Of course, the surprise came too suddenly, and I was only informed of the wedding time last second, so I haven't recovered from it at all, okay?

"I, we... um... planning to...", Facing the question from the store, Wei Wen spoke incoherently for the first time in many years since his debut, and just wanted to avoid the crowd and shrink back.

At the same time, a solid chest behind him pressed against Wei Wen's back.The long arms embraced his shoulders, and in a posture of complete possession, he could not help but include him in his sphere of influence, protect him, and tolerate him.

Wei Wen even felt a steady stream of power coming from behind him, and couldn't help sniffling

Facing another round of inhaling sounds one after another, Qi Xiaohe's expression was so calm that there was not even a trace of turmoil. When his eyes left Wei Wen in his arms, the cold and hard temperament like a sculpture immediately enveloped his whole body.

He glanced at everyone and said calmly, "I just came to pick up my fiancé from get off work."

"As for our marriage and some follow-up arrangements, Ling Xiao Media should give an explanation at the press conference in Hoi An in the near future. You can prepare these questions by then. Now, we need to go home."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and opened Wei Wen's palm, and put the Aston Martin customized crystal key in his palm in front of many reporters.The voice is completely different from the gentleness just now: "I said earlier that you don't drive that Beetle, I'm almost late in the morning."

He raised his head again and smiled reluctantly at Director Huai, and said in an explanation: "The Beetle is what he earned from filming his first movie. This kid is very emotional. There are so many cars parked in the garage at home. He just wants to drive this car all day long." When I go out, I don’t listen to any persuasion.”,

The implication is, don't say whether to give gifts or not, don't care about luxury cars or other things, as long as everything I have is Wei Wen's.In the morning, Little Green Tea slapped her face.

After Qi Xiaohe finished speaking, he also added a helpless expression, which can be said to be very decent.

The director, who was temporarily acted as a backstage actor, waved his hands again and again: "It's okay, it's okay. It's a good thing to miss old love, and it's rare for young people who are emotional now... Actually, Wei Wen was not late this morning.",

Speaking of which, he raised his arm and wanted to pat Wei Wen's shoulder, but Qi Xiaohe's hand had already occupied that area, and he refused to let go, so he retracted it awkwardly: "This kid is very dedicated to filming, He is hardworking and has no pretensions. Take your time, and you will have a bright future in the future."

Qi Xiaohe nodded without humility: "Yes, the future is boundless."

Then he tilted his head: "Then shall we go first?"

Director Yu Huai has a striking black line on his forehead: You can go now.

Wei Wen clenched his palms tightly all the way, and he was reluctant to open them until he got into the car.His heart was wet and hot, and he had the urge to cry.

Wei Wen really felt Qi Xiaohe's warmth today.

He loves Qi Xiao, he knows it in his heart.But what about Qi Xiao?Everything he did today, no matter right or wrong, that man fully accepted, understood, tolerated and even condoned.Such involuntary protection, no other person has ever done it for him in this life.Is it really just for cp business?

Wei Wen didn't believe it.

Ling Xiao Media.

Xue Huan was buried in the generous swivel chair, and there seemed to be wisps of green smoke floating over his head.He couldn't say anything about his CEO's coquettish manipulation. His soul was closed and automatically entered a state of meditation, so he barely saved his life from being mad.

I thought that some persuasion at noon would make Qi Xiaohe stop his daughter-in-law from saying anything, but it turns out that she thought too much.Mr. Qi, the ancestor, not only didn't know how to restrain himself at all, he even went so far as to take charge of the matter himself, dropping blockbusters without even thinking about it, and didn't care whether the range of nuclear radiation could be controlled or not.

In this way, regardless of the shortcomings.

——Does he still remember that his marriage is actually just a contract?

The door of the artist director's office was wide open, corporate publicity, public relations, and agents came in and out. Xue Huan walked among the piles of urgent documents on [-]cm high heels, feeling overwhelmed:

"Xuanfa, what about Xuanfa? This manuscript can't be used, please revise it for me, and bring the new play up. If you want to gain popularity, do you know if you want to gain popularity?"

"Public relations department? Is there a list of all your reporters and media in the public relations department? Is the press conference ready? When will it be held?"

"Hey, hey, Song Mao! Is that Song Mao at the door? Where are you going? Come here, come here, now go and keep an eye on your master, and don't let him say a word in front of the media."

Song Mao poked half his head in from the glass door, with a bitter face: "Sister, if I can really manage Mr. Qi, what kind of assistant will I be, and I will be promoted directly to win Bai Fumei?"

The roar of the engine of the luxury car is like the sound of money, especially on the quiet road around the city.

Why didn't Qi Xiao really let Wei Wen drive the car? According to his inherent concept of a man, a man should not let his wife be the driver.

So Wei Wen was able to let himself go secretly, reminiscing about the beautiful scenes just now.He quietly raised his slender eyelashes and glanced at the people around him, wanting to say "thank you", but felt it was too hypocritical.

While hesitating, Qi Xiaohe suddenly turned his head: "Unfortunately, Lu Hanyu left too early today."

Wei Wen was puzzled: "Huh?"

Qi Xiaohe said seriously: "It's really boring not to kill him face to face."

Three years old, at most three and a half years old, no older.

What about the promised indifferent and abstinent overlord?