Chapter 198

Shen Xingnan and Shan Yan are not familiar at all. This person is familiar from his own. Facing the criticism, Shen Xingnan's face turns white.

At first sight, Shan Yan is rich or expensive. She doesn't dare to provoke.

"Come on, don't scare other girls." Baijingcheng opened his mouth at the right time and relieved Shen Xingnan.

Shen Xingnan smiles gratefully at him.

She didn't answer the question just now.

Bai Jingcheng is condensing Mo Xiran. Just to say something, the annual meeting has officially started.

Cheng Lin is wearing a long black skirt. Her figure is slim and exquisite, and her makeup is exquisite.

She said a few words first, and then asked Zhou Yanchen to come on stage.

Applause thundered.

Instead of stepping onto the stage immediately, Zhou Yanchen stopped to search for something.

Feng Mou a meal, fall on someone far away.

He, he's looking at himself!

At that moment, Mo Xi ran seemed to be enchanted and stiff.

What premonition, come through the air!

He's moving!

But

Zhou Yanchen finally stepped forward, but in the direction of Moxican.

Step by step.

At that moment, moxiran suddenly remembered a very rustic word:

I can find your footsteps accurately in the footsteps of 100 people.

Because the ninety-nine people's steps are on the ground, only you are on my heart.

Finally, he stood in front of her.

Mo Xi ran slightly raised his eyes and looked at him.

Beside him, Shen Xingnan was shocked.

Shan Yan looks at the lively hook lips.

White well city, the eye color is obscure.

"Come with me." The sweet, low voice of a man.

Mo Xi dye's thin waist is tightly hooped by him.

She followed him and was led to the platform by him.

My head is blank and I can't think.

Around, in the ear, whispering.

He stood in front of the microphone, and she stood a step behind him, motionless.

Because just now, he pressed her ear and warned, "don't move."

Three words, like a charm.

The mellow male voice is as deep as iron, slowly speaking.

But it's all those scenes, but Zhou Yanchen is the existence of charm, so his words are also charming.

Mo West dye whole body chills, fingers tightly in the body side.

What does he want to do?

What do you want to do?

At the end of the simple welcome speech, Zhou Yanchen pauses and looks at Mo xican.

She looked at him as his back froze.

Lips murmur, ah Chen, you

Hook your lips, he smiles.

In an instant, the spring breeze is boundless.

Toward her hand, he Phoenix eyes deep, full of tenderness.

Mo Xi ran trembled his fingers and put his hand in his warm and generous palm.

With her to his side, he put his arms around her, to the microphone, to all the people present, to the reporters and media at the scene.

It means to announce to everyone in Ancheng:

"this is me, Zhou Yanchen's wife."

Boom!

There was an uproar!

The flashing sound of the magnesium lamp actually overshadowed everyone's breathing.

Shen Xingnan covers his mouth and stares at the platform. He can't believe it. Zhou Yanchen gently takes care of the woman in his arms.

How could that be?

Is she his wife?

No, it's impossible.

It's impossible.

Shan Yan whistled with a smile and turned his head. He patted baijingcheng on the shoulder. "Unexpectedly, Yanchen is very romantic and brave. He's Zhou Yanchen. He just made his marriage public. How many girls in this city will cry to death, don't you think? "Jingcheng?"

Turning slowly, baijingcheng turns to see Shan Yan.

Shan Yan was stunned, and then he took his hand back from his shoulder.

My heart is still palpitating.

Well city Mou in a piece of dead ash, is how to return a responsibility?

The bitter smile overflows the corners of his mouth, and the smile of Bai Jingcheng turns into laughter.

It's just a smile but no sound.

Clench the fists on the side of the body, the tendons on the back of the hands burst out, and the bones are slightly brittle.

Cheng Lin'an quietly, calmly thinking about how to deal with the media reporter later, also deliberately ignore the sharp pain.

He Yu and the two directors of the investment department stood together, two directors were stunned speechless, but she gently raised her lips, shook the wine glass in her hand.

I see.

The moment Zhou Changlong heard Zhou Yanchen's announcement, he withdrew his eyes from someone and looked up at the stage. His eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The managers in charge of the remaining dynasties, as well as the invited employees, are boiling in their hearts.The most shocking one is the people in the overseas department.

Absolutely did not expect, once worked together Mo Xi dye, unexpectedly is Tang Tang president's wife!

This news for them, is tantamount to mars hit the earth!

Some of the guests are silent, some are blessing, each with his own state and mind.

Looking at everything, back on stage again.

The heroine who is still in a muddle up state so far.

What did he say?

She is his wife.

Lacrimal gland is hit, Mo West dye eye one red, nose tip one acid, pose to cry.

Zhou Yanchen was also very nervous.

He had never experienced such tension before.

For him, it was a strange experience.

They haven't made up yet.

According to Moxican, who is always short circuited in his brain, everything is possible.

If she is in a hurry, she may turn over on the spot.

It doesn't take a long time to decide.

Just really make a decision, the implementation of the decision of this moment, no one knows, no one thought, his heart uneasy.

The sword eyebrow one Lin, he droops the MOU to see to the small woman in the bosom.

She didn't respond at all?

This one sees, Phoenix Mou a tight.

With the other arm raised quickly, he put his arms around her head and turned her face into his arms.

"Excuse me."

Mo ran came down to the rest room with a half sound from Zhou Yanchen.

"Everybody..."

Cheng Lin quickly replaced Zhou Yanchen and continued to preside over the annual meeting.

The rest room.

Be pressed down the shoulder to sit down, Mo Xi Ran's tears seem to open the tap's gate, suddenly burst.

Zhou Yanchen squatted in front of her in a hurry, first with his hands, and then found that he couldn't, so he quickly went to get the tissue.

"Don't cry!"

He's not very good at cajoling people. Even telling her not to cry is the tone of overbearing command.

Mo Xi ran looked at him, and was wronged and heartbroken, but there was a sweet feeling, like the honey of the dying people.

She wiped her tears, stammered her lips, stammered, sobbed and asked, "why?"

Feng Mou flashed a trace of embarrassment, Zhou Yanchen light cough, don't open the line of sight.

"Well, what, why?"

"Yes, why?"

Staring at her, he said coldly, "what, why? Why? "

"No Mo Xi ran frowned and pulled his skirt anxiously. "No, ah Chen, why?"

He knew it.

I don't know what she's asking.

But her expression was too pathetic.

It's like a innocent, ignorant, newborn elk.

His eyes are cleaner than white paper. He can't bear it.

Holding her jaw, he looked into the bottom of her eyes and transferred the things in his eyes to her eyes.

"You're mine. I'll let you know what's wrong."

He said she was his.

Oh, my God!

Does this man know that it's a burden for her!

Did he know how much, how much she couldn't bear it!