Chapter 322 The chain reaction caused by the dress

Due to the occasion, she was dressed coolly tonight. The suit was draped over her body, and her chest felt cool.

Lying softly next to Wen Fu Cheng, the man hugged him with one hand.

He lowered his head and kissed Ying Jing on the forehead.

Feeling the warmth of skin contact, the person in his arms slightly raised his head and looked at him.

They couldn't let go of anything else in each other's eyes.

The paparazzi blocked Lu Yuan outside the venue, but found nothing.

Lu Yuan brought a lot of bodyguards and several luxury cars. No one knew which one he got in specifically.

After waiting for dozens of minutes, I realized that I had already arrived at the airport.

The group of people who also wanted to take pictures of the scene didn't have any luck.

When I followed Ying Jing's car, I finally discovered that Ying Jing was not in the car at all.

The group of people stared at each other, one looking at me and the other looking at you.

Could it be...

Ying Jing and Lu Yuan secretly went on a date behind everyone's back?

But this idea was quickly dismissed by the news that came back.

Lu Yuan's team flew directly to other provinces, but due to the situation, they disappeared after leaving the venue.

The two were never together at all.

It's all everyone's guess.

In order to put on a slim-fitting dress, I didn't even eat lunch for fear of accidentally exposing my belly.

At this moment, my chest is pressed against my back due to hunger.

Wen Fucheng asked Zhang Yang to drive to a nearby place to eat.

When getting off the bus, Mr. Wen put on a mask for his female celebrity.

Zhang Yang got out of the car in advance and handed over the clothes he had prepared in advance on the front seat.

When I got off the bus again, I had already changed my clothes.

"Boss, the seat has been reserved."

Knowing who is coming, there is already someone waiting to receive him at the door.

"Mr. Wen, the private room upstairs is ready. Please come over here." As he spoke, the manager couldn't help but look at the tightly wrapped woman next to Wen Fu Cheng.

Those eyes look familiar no matter how you look at them.

I couldn't remember it for a while.

They didn't want to pry into the big boss's private affairs, so they welcomed him into the house warmly.

Taking advantage of the situation, he tugged on the man's arm. "Just eat whatever you want. Wouldn't it be too wasteful to come here?"

He squeezed her hand and comforted her.

"I haven't eaten well all day, so I brought you something to satisfy your craving. There is no need to tighten your belly in front of my husband."

With his words, I really couldn't control myself that night.

Too full.

The restaurant where you left with a burp.

After they left, several service staff were muttering in the lobby.

"Do you think that woman seems to be a bit lucky?"

"What? Just in time. Shouldn't I be at the awards ceremony? Why are you here? Did you see it wrong?"

"Not sure. It feels very similar. Didn't you deliver food to that room just now? Didn't you see it?"

Talk about this!

The waiter was also sighing.

"I was wearing a mask the whole time, so I couldn't see. I didn't have anyone waiting inside when I was eating."

"If you are so shameless, it can't be that kind of relationship!"

Who knows.

Like their hotel, all the guests who come here are either rich or expensive.

None of those men have a female companion by their side. No one knows whether this is true or not.

Just use it as a conversation starter after dinner.

…

"Wen Fucheng, do you think there's something wrong with the way those people look at us?" After leaving the door, there were fewer people around.

Say what's on your mind when the occasion arises.

"What's wrong?"

"I must have misunderstood our relationship and thought I was your little lover."

"Nonsense." How could Ying Jing be his adopted little lover? Wen Fu Cheng frowned and refused to allow her to say that.

"You! You still don't understand women's thoughts." In response, he stretched out his hand and naughtily touched the tip of the man's nose, then quickly took it back.

Wen Fucheng squeezed it but failed to hold it, and the softness slipped from his fingers.

"It's enough to understand you."

As he was walking, he suddenly turned around and stood on tiptoe to blow a breath in his ear. "How do you want to understand? Where can I understand?"

Wen Fucheng's hand pressed harder on Ying Jing's waist.

She became more and more courageous and dared to seduce him on the street.

"If you don't want to be unable to get out of bed tomorrow, just be good."

Looking at the face of the man next to me, I didn't take the bait at all. I looked very calm. I wanted to tear the mask camouflaged on his face into pieces.

He forced the serious Wen Fucheng into an unseemly person.

What confused Feng Qing was the call from Xie Weisi, who spoke very loudly on the phone. "It's time to meet the occasion! I know you are very happy and excited tonight. You must not be able to help celebrating with the little Chengcheng. You threw him down

Please take your time and don't leave traces in conspicuous places. I have to fly to Shanghai tomorrow to record! Hey, hey, hey, are you listening to me?"

Xie Weisi's Chinese is getting better and better.

At this moment, he hung up the phone unwillingly.

Does she look like the kind of woman who is always hungry?

He quietly took a look at the appearance of the person next to him.

Well! She is.

Unfortunately, the plan to knock her down failed. After sending her home to put her to sleep, Wen Fucheng returned to the company to work overtime.

I was very tired by the time, so I could only think about the plan in my mind, and fell asleep not long after I touched the bed.

Even the makeup removal and pajamas are changed by the man himself.

Schevis came at ten o'clock in the morning.

Brought her breakfast.

"Where's Wen Fucheng? He went to the company so early and didn't even stay to have breakfast with you."

"He didn't sleep at home at all. He went to the company to work overtime last night."

Taking the opportunity, he took the bun out of the bag and took a bite.

I sat at the dining table and scrolled through Weibo.

There hasn’t been anything new lately, last night’s Youth TV Festival was still on the trending searches.

There are several articles about meeting the occasion.

Red carpet replay?

Most popular actress.

Dress for the occasion?

…

Not interested, I subconsciously wanted to row away. I caught a few words in my peripheral vision and rowed back again.

[Yusheng BABY: Isn’t it time to have no money? I can’t even afford high-end clothes. I’m wearing such cheap street goods. [Picture]]

That her clothes are cheap?
To be continued...