Xiang Mian looked at the strange and familiar Su Mohan in front of him, he was dressed in a black suit with a white bow tie around his neck, once upon a time she also imagined that Su Mohan was wearing such a dress and married her home wearing a white veil.

Everything has become a matter of fact, and Su Mohan's ugly face in front of him made Xiang Mian wonder if he was in love with the wrong person.

First love is always a moth to the fire, thinking that I have met the best and purest love in the world, but in fact, it is only because I was the purest at that time.

Xiang Mian kept having an inexplicable smile on his face, and after a long time, he slowly said to Su Mohan.

"I forgot to wish you a happy wedding."

Su Mohan didn't care, and even slightly angry.

"Thank you for your blessings, I think if you don't come today, maybe this wedding will be more perfect."

His eyes swept to the red banknotes on the ground, and he instructed Chen Tian's secretary on the side to help sort out the banknotes.

Before the words fell, he didn't even bother to look at Xiang Mian, squatted down to help him to the ground, and the look of concern on his face made Xiang Mian completely understand, it turned out that as long as Su Mohan thought about it, he could have such a serious look at anyone.

Wen Xian didn't know that the banquet was going on at the moment, and he stood calmly in the grand media photo area of the banquet hall, and the generous Ren flash flickered in front of his eyes.

He still firmly remembers that Xi Yan, his iron-blooded agent, told him a few days ago that in today's sluggish record market, he can no longer act as recklessly as before, and must pay attention to maintaining relations with the media and fans.

If it was the past, Wen Xian would have waved his hand impatiently and then ignored the media outside and three layers outside, but now, he has a signature uninhibited smile on his face, and his eyes are shaking with flashing lights, but he is still good-natured and stands in place to be picked.

Wen Xian, who has always had an uninhibited personality, has become more enthusiastic today because of his abnormality, and some reporters have the courage to ask.

"Wen Xian, why are you attending this wedding banquet today? Does it mean anything special to you? ”

Wen Xian's eyes are about to turn to the sky in his heart, what does it mean? What is the meaning, it is nothing more than a notice from the agent to the platoon, but he still has to put on a modest posture, take the microphone, and say cautiously.

"The special significance, if I have to say it, of course there is, is my best wishes to this couple, I wish them to be able to have a noble son as soon as possible."

Wen Xian's watertight answer made the keen reporter have more crazy enthusiasm, and for a moment the microphone was about to drown Wen Xian's face, Wen Xian retreated a little embarrassed, and when the angry words were about to blurt out, he swallowed back raw when he reached his mouth, and could only try his best to keep smiling and watch the security guards gently back the reporter.

This is what Xi Yan specially instructed, because if you anger reporters, tomorrow's headlines will definitely be about Wen Xian playing a big name.

When the scene was slightly controlled, Wen Xian, under Xi Yan's understanding, took over the microphone of the media that had a good relationship with his company, and continued to stand in place thoughtfully and politely.

Those reporters are all experienced in battles, of course, not vegetarians, with the first person to ask boldly, the reporters behind are also bold, questions one after another, and the last particularly loud question overwhelms all the questions.

"May I ask Wenxian, did you change your previous arrogant attitude because your new song is coming out recently?"

The commotion at the scene gradually calmed down because of this question, and it was obvious that everyone was waiting for Wen Xian's answer.

Wen Xian lowered his eyes, was stunned for a moment, swallowed his saliva a little nervously, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, but his smile never changed, but the panic in his eyes still slightly exposed the apprehension in his heart.

"This reporter asked, I haven't explained it to the media reporters before, I always thought you would understand me, in fact, I know that you are also very considerate of me, but there are still some ill-intentioned reporters who will misinterpret what I do," Wen Xian's eyes glanced over the reporters with different expressions in front of him, and he became more and more confident, and continued with one hand in his trouser pocket, "Because of the tight work schedule before, there was very little interaction time for everyone, in fact, because I have been preparing my new song, the name is "Only Love" Thank you for your support. ”

Wen Xian sincerely bowed 90 degrees to the reporters, the smile on his face was even more radiant, and as soon as the words fell, the flash was even more crazy in front of him.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this level is considered to have passed temporarily, the purpose of propaganda and explanation has been hit, and Wen Xian quickly looked for an opportunity to slip away.

Wen Xian clasped his palms together, thanked the reporters, and then cautiously retreated into the venue.

"Whew......" he leaned against the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

The broken hair on his forehead hung casually on his eyebrows, which showed his evil temperament, and the delicacy of his facial features brought a lot of Yan control fans to Wen Xian, but at this moment, his handsome eyebrows frowned unhappily, and he looked at Xi Yan with some anger.

"Are you satisfied?"

The banquet hall became more and more chaotic, and when Chen Mengmeng was dressing up in the background, she heard her makeup artist excitedly say that Wenxian himself had arrived outside the venue, and the real-time news had already been reported, Chen Mengmeng's heart began to beat wildly.

This is the first time she has seen a celebrity in her life, and thanks to her father Chen Tian, she will not hesitate to spend a lot of money to invite her favorite singer to the scene, whenever she thinks of her childhood, she looks at Xiang Mian in a princess dress with envy, jealous, but she dare not say it, now feng shui takes turns, it is her turn to be supreme and noble.

Chen Mengmeng couldn't sit still anymore, but still used his last patience to let the makeup artist finish his makeup flawlessly.

She looked at her natural and pollution-free self in the mirror with satisfaction, her brown-red hair was pulled up high, and a few strands of broken hair were scattered on two plates, which looked even sweeter, Chen Mengmeng smiled at the mirror, turned around and said to the makeup artist with a blink of watery eyes.

"Sister, please take out my wedding dress and hang it up first, it was flown from France, I'm afraid it's going to be wrinkled."

She looked at the makeup artist sweetly and obediently, and the makeup artist was a little dazzled by her beauty, and couldn't help but sigh how could there be such a beautiful person, but Chen Mengmeng's heart was full of resentment.

* Tell her that on the wedding day, no matter what the makeup artist says or does, she will greet her with a smile, because if she can't keep it, she will ruin her wedding dress or do something small because she is jealous of herself, and it will be more than worth the loss.

Chen Mengmeng waited until he saw the makeup artist take the wedding dress out of the box with great care, then he relaxed a little and pushed the door into the venue.