"Well, wait for me here for a while, I'll go find the boss..."
"What's wrong, isn't your boss Jiang—"
"Shhh!!"
Yan Nian's eyes quickly covered her mouth with his hands.
"Sister, there are reporters next to you, can we keep our voices down?"
“…”
Ding Baoyi understood and nodded.
Yan Nian then let go of his hand and stood up, then walked with his waist bent, secretly walking in the direction of Jiangbeiyuan.
Fortunately, everyone was focusing on the jewelry displayed on the stage, and no one noticed her as an employee.
"What's the matter?"
Yan Nian stood still in front of Jiang Beiyuan, with a pair of beautiful eyes, even in the dark, they were still big and bright, as if there were stars hidden deep in his eyes.
Condescendingly, Jiang Beiyuan raised his hand and touched the hair on her forehead.
"Who cut your bangs?"
"Oh, I went to the photo studio with Ding Baoyi this morning. The makeup artist cut it. Doesn't it look good?"
"nice."
His voice was slow, faint, and magnetic.
"This dress is pretty, too."
This is the truth.
Today she was wearing a black dress. The black was in sharp contrast with the white of her skin. Her innocence was a bit wild and enchanting, which made his eyes light up, and he couldn't take his eyes away.
As he walked towards her, his mind was filled with thoughts of Yan Nian in her wedding dress.
Wearing a wedding dress.
She must wear a wedding dress after all.
A woman will definitely feel regretful if she does not hold a wedding or wear a wedding dress.
He didn't want her to have any regrets.
Yan Nian wasn't sure what Jiang Beiyuan was thinking at this moment. He rolled his eyes slyly twice, and finally looked directly at him with a bright smile, "You called me here to tell me this?"
“…”
Jiangbeiyuan remained silent and held Yan Nian's hand.
Yan Nian subconsciously wanted to break away, "There are reporters here, please pay attention, okay..."
"Don't worry, no one knows me."
Then he pulled her backstage.
There is a small cubicle backstage, which is spooky and dark.
Jiang Beiyuan directly opened the door and went in, pressing her against the door.
…
An hour later.
Yan Nian came out of the cubicle and returned to the venue calmly. Ding Baoyi was shocked when he looked at her.
"Your eyes are blurred, your lips are red and swollen, your hair is messy, and you're still wearing your husband's suit jacket. Are you filming a TV series?"
"piss off!"
Yan Nian spat in a low voice and sat down without explaining to Ding Baoyi.
Looking up, she saw that the lively stage was already empty with few people, and right in front of her, an old director Tong Jiang Guoteng kept bending and bowing, and she didn't know why.
"Hey, that's right, let me tell you, you were not here just now and missed an annual show!"
Ding Baoyi remembered the business, took Yan Nian's arm, and leaned into her ear to explain to her.
"Wen Yu just had a big embarrassment and lost her face in the Pacific Ocean. You didn't see that scene. It's so relieved!"
"what does it mean??"
Yan Nian was confused.
Wen Yu also came to Jiang's press conference?
Why didn't she see it?
Ding Baoyi pursed her lips and smiled from ear to ear. When she had laughed enough, she continued to explain to Yan Nian that this press conference was jointly organized by the Jiang Group and the Dehai Group.
The general person in charge is the Jiang Group, but in fact there are also projects funded by the Dehai Group.
Fang Jinye, the old director of Dehai Group, came to Jiangshi today, bringing with him Wen Yu, the general manager of his company.
Just ten minutes ago—
(End of chapter)