Jian Huan thought that when Xu Shuyuan wore her wedding dress, she would never be out of shape. She also wanted to make the wedding the most beautiful moment in her life, but now it seems that it's obviously not the same thing. Therefore, she just replied stiffly: "it's all like this. It's no bad to wear anything."

"Why not?" Huo Mo Ting understood her mind and said, "at the wedding, no woman will be more beautiful than you."

"... what if someone is prettier than me?"

He said, "let's ask the hotel waiter to hold your picture at the door. If you see anything better than you, you are not allowed to enter."

A pillow hit him. Jian Huan thought he was laughing at himself: "Huo Mo Ting, you bastard!"

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The next day in the Fengcheng morning post, Jian Huan saw in the entertainment section that "asshole" Huo moting occupied the headlines, with a recently popular female film star.

Report title: Zhong Qi, the XX award winner, had a private meeting with a rich businessman Hotel and left in secret four hours later.

It happened just yesterday afternoon when Huo moting told her, "go out for afternoon tea with friends.".

The photos were stolen / taken. The curtains of the hotel presidential suite were not tightened. In the blurred photos, Huo moting sat on the sofa in the living room with her legs folded. The actress was in the next bedroom, wrapped in a bath towel and wiped her wet hair. It's not difficult to imagine what happened next or before.

As soon as Jane Huan finished reading this vivid report, Mrs. Huo's phone came.

"Mom, I'm not angry." Jane Huan replied in a calm tone without any great joy or sorrow: "I saw the newspaper, too."

When Jane Huan said this, the old lady thought she must be really angry.

Yesterday, I was still discussing the wedding. Today, there was such a stubble early in the morning. Why is the reporter of this newspaper so blind and still PS photos!

Jane Huan hung up and said to Aunt Li, who was cleaning the table, "Aunt Li, please help me get two sets of clothes for washing."

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At the moment, the two leading men and women in the newspaper are sitting in Huo moting's car and talking.

Zhong Qi, wearing duck tongue and sunglasses, sat in the co pilot's seat. She came out to buy breakfast and was followed by paparazzi. Huo Mo Ting just passed by and solved the siege for her.

"I'm sorry about the newspaper." Zhong Qi went to the hotel after leaving work yesterday. Unexpectedly, she was stolen / photographed.

Huo moting didn't pay attention to that report.

In the past, this opportunity to increase exposure, as an artist, Zhong Qi will pay close attention to it, but she is mixed in the circle and knows who can't provoke. Therefore, she seems to explain deliberately: "my agent has denied it when answering the calls of those reporters."

"I don't know what would have happened if it hadn't been for Mr. Huo." it's likely that tomorrow will be another headline.

"Where is your car parked?" Huo Mo Ting turned his head and asked her.

Zhong Qi looked embarrassed. She didn't drive out: "Mr. Huo, just put me down at the intersection in front. I'll call my assistant."

Huo Mo Ting thought that there were many people around here and didn't put her down casually: "you still live in Xinbo? I'll take you there first."

"Will it cause you trouble?"

"It doesn't matter. I haven't thanked you for yesterday. If it weren't for your help, I couldn't get the land opposite the high-speed railway station."

Zhong Qi heard about Huo moting and said he was cold and inhuman, but when she really got along with him, she found that the rumors were a little untrue. She thought Huo moting was a good man and smiled: "I didn't introduce you for nothing. You paid me. Besides, you and Xinbo were brothers who knew each other since childhood."

There were several other people in the presidential suite yesterday, but because of the angle limit, only Huo moting entered the camera.

And Zhong Qi's real boyfriend is simper.

Huo moting's cell phone rang. He took a look. It was Jian Huan's call. He took the Bluetooth headset and answered the call directly.

"I didn't see you when I woke up this morning. Where are you?" she asked at the other end of the phone.

"... driving."

Jane Huan: "when will you be back? Will you wait for lunch?"

Huo moting didn't answer. Zhong Qi next to him suddenly sneezed and couldn't help it. His voice was not small. The other end of the phone was suddenly silent.

"I'll go back in twenty minutes." Huo Mo Ting just finished, and the phone has been put down over there.

When Zhong Qi saw him take off his headphones, she had more plays. Naturally, she guessed what the situation was now and tried to say, "why don't I call and explain?"

"It's all right." Huo moting hit the steering wheel and said, "she's very generous. She's not a careful woman."

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