A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Dai Zhen!"

Deng Junda holds flowers in his hands, his heart is rippling, and his face is full of surprises.

She was wearing a neat striped professional suit, a pure white suit jacket on her shoulders, short hair pulled behind her head, dark eyebrows, red lips and a high nose bridge, and her aura was full.

He called out the word "Dai Zhen" affectionately, held a large bouquet of flowers, rushed forward, knelt down on one knee and raised the bouquet: "I love you, Dai Zhen, let's get back together!"

At the booth, models walked catwalks in the flashing spotlights, and the audience applauded enthusiastically.

Backstage, Deng Junda salivates in a stalking posture.

If it had been kept in normal times, Shu Ange would have taken him by the collar and threw the person out.

There were too many media reporters at the scene. If she did this, she would probably be in the news, but Deng Junda, a toad, was really annoying.

"Deng Junda, I said that if you pester me again, you can only see the police station."

Deng Junda was certain that Shu Ange would not do this when he held a fashion show in Aishang. He smiled and said, "Dai Zhen, everyone said that it would be better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a marriage. The two of us are just one step away from getting married, you Can't you forgive me once?"

He held up the flaming roses and made a pitiful look: "I really have nothing to do with Zhong Mengmeng. She likes drinking and clubbing, so how could I like her. Dai Zhen, please forgive me. "

Someone looked over here, Shu Ange folded his arms and looked at Deng Junda with cold eyes.

"Mr. Lu, if you go first, we will persuade people to leave."

When Xiao Wu saw the needle and felt it, he volunteered to drive away the scumbag Deng Junda for Shu Ange.

Deng Junda didn't know how to write the word "interesting" at all, so Shu Ange's resistance and disgust were almost played on a giant screen, and he leaned forward like a pug.

The rose bouquet was sprayed with perfume, and the pungent smell gave people a headache.

"Dai Zhen, let's get back together..."

Deng Junda was fascinated by Shu Ange's new image and repeated a sentence over and over.

Ji Ruobai wore a white suit and tie diagonally, and came to the Yarrow shopping mall with a group of bodyguards in black.

Wearing a suit, he showed a bit of maturity in his stubbornness, with a fit body and handsome face, which made the audience mistakenly think that Ji Ruobai was a special guest star invited by the organizer.

"God, Ai Shang also invited celebrities over? I've never heard of it before, such a handsome male celebrity, who knows what TV series he has made?"

"He looks so handsome, maybe he's a model. If he's a star who's filmed, he'd be popular long ago."

Ji Ruobai had long been accustomed to everyone's attention and walked straight towards the backstage.

On the other hand, Deng Junda was still chattering about expressing his love to Shu Ange, and the flattering look on his face was disgusting.

"Dai Zhen, I will always love you. As long as you promise to marry me, I'm willing to add your name to the real estate certificate and give you a million-dollar gift."

Ten years ago, a million-dollar gift was quite a lot.

It's a pity that Shu Ange hates Deng Junda, let alone one million, even if he spends ten billion, she won't give him a second look.

Ji Ruobai was angry, and he traveled all the way to Furong City to see his girlfriend.

Someone digging a wall in front of him?

With a waist as thick as a bucket, and a belly like a seven-month pregnancy, such a man was embarrassed to confess to Shu Ange.

Ji Ruobai stretched out her long legs, walked towards Shu Ange with full aura, and grabbed her hand: "Congratulations, the fashion show was very successful."

Xiao Wu looked at him dumbfounded, and blurted out four words: "Prince Charming?"