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In the evening, Wen Soft's rehearsal on the stage ended, and when she was about to get off the stage, Bai Feng suddenly came to her side and gently touched her arm, and mysteriously attached to her ear and said, "Mr. Fu......"

The rehearsal scene was a little noisy, Wen Rou didn't hear what Bai Feng said at all, raised his voice and asked, "What did you say?"

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu is here. ”

"Who?"

Bai Feng shouted depressedly, "Your husband!"

At this moment, Bai Feng accidentally rubbed the switch of the headset, and the three words blurted out instantly resounded in the gymnasium of Nuoda.

All the noise stopped abruptly in an instant, and countless pairs of eyes around them fell to the stage.

Although Wen Soft looked down on it, he could also feel the presence of those eyes, and his face turned red.

At this time, Bai Feng was even more depressed, hurriedly turned off the switch of the headset, and said cautiously on the soft side, "I'm sorry......"

Without waiting for a soft response, Fu Tingxiao had already slowly come to the stage, and Bai Feng immediately slipped away when he saw this.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Listening to Bai Feng's clattering voice when he left, Wen Rou couldn't help but be a little dazed.

"It's me. ”

Fu Tingxiao shook his soft hand, "The effect of the rehearsal just now is very good. ”

"When did you arrive?"

Thinking of the eyes of the people around her, Wen Rou subconsciously wanted to retract her hand, but Fu Tingxiao grabbed it very tightly and didn't give her a chance at all.

"About half an hour ago, I was afraid that it would affect your rehearsal, so I stayed offstage. ”

Wen Rou is now standing on the stage like an ant on a hot pot, standing stiffly.

"Let's go down first. ”

"Hmm. Fu Tingxiao responded and took her hand off the stage.

When he came to the audience, his soft expression was finally much more natural.

"I asked Sister Liu to reserve a seat for you, and let the staff take you over in a while. ”

"Hmm. ”

As soon as the words fell, the stylist knocked on the door and walked in, said a simple hello, and began to style Wen Rou.

Fu Tingxiao sat quietly on the side, looking at the soft side face under the light, and his thin lips hooked a slight arc.

On weekdays, I like to have a plain face, or I have a very light makeup, but when I am on stage, I will try some different styles of styling for the sake of the performance effect.

The same was true today, she wore a red dress, flaming red lips, and her long, slightly curled hair scattered over her thin shoulder blades.

At this time, the stylist was working on the folds on her clothes, and Wen Rou was perhaps tired, staring at the front with an expressionless face, not knowing what she was thinking.

There is no smile on that smiling face now, but it seems that her whole person is a lot colder, giving people a sense of alienation from thousands of miles away.

Fu Tingxiao's throat moved slightly, and his throat was a little tight unconsciously.

After staring at the face in the mirror and admiring it, the stylist said with emotion, "Mrs. Fu is really naturally beautiful." ”

Hearing this person's soft name, Fu Tingxiao frowned slightly, "Mr. Zhao, right?"

The stylist was flattered and replied, "Yes, Mr. Fu, my name is Zhao Zhiyang......"

"Today, my wife is the protagonist, and in your work situation, you can call her Ms. Wen. ”

If it were on other occasions, Fu Tingxiao would have no opinion on others calling Wen Rou Mrs. Fu, but in the place where Wen Rou works, she should be the protagonist.

Zhao Zhiyang looked at Wen Soft and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Mr. Fu, I will pay attention to it in the future." ”

"It's just a small thing, thank you for styling my wife. ”

"You're welcome. Zhao Zhiyang was really a little flattered at this time, and as soon as he looked up and noticed Fu Tingxiao's eyes, he immediately understood, "I'll go and hand over to the staff, and you and Ms. Wen will talk slowly." ”

With that, he left the soft lounge with lightning speed.

The moment the door closed, Wen Rou suddenly burst out laughing.

"You scared him. ”

"Is there one?" Fu Tingxiao frowned, "This scares, is it too daring?"

Wen Soft took a deep breath, with cunning in his eyes, "You are famous, and the staff of our company are more afraid of you." ”

"Fame, then I have to wonder who spread the rumors?" Fu Tingxiao put his hand on his soft shoulder, and pinched it twice intentionally or unintentionally, "How do I think this rumor-monger is you?"

didn't expect to set himself on fire, Wen Soft immediately raised three fingers and swore sincerely, "Heaven and earth can be learned, this matter is really not what I said, and not only our company, but the staff here are also afraid of you......"

Wen Ruan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, put on a smile and said, "It may also be that Mr. Fu's aura is too strong, which makes them misunderstand." ”

Fu Tingxiao's originally tight jawline slowly relaxed, "Really?"

Gently nodded like pounding garlic, and the tone was affirmative, "Of course!"

Her on-the-spot reaction was good, Fu Tingxiao didn't feel embarrassed anymore, and while withdrawing his hand, he changed the topic and asked, "You shouldn't mind what I just said to your stylist, right?"

Wen Soft leaned back in his chair and raised a faint smile, "Why should I mind? ”

This time, it was Wen Rou who took the initiative to grab Fu Tingxiao's hand.

The title of Mrs. Fu did bring a lot of aura to Wen Ruan, but in the workplace, Wen Ruan didn't want to hear them call herself like that at all.

She also knew that everyone had good intentions, so she never stopped her.

I didn't expect Fu Tingxiao to understand her so well.

"But they don't have any bad intentions, they just don't think about it that much. ”

"I know that. ”

"It's time for me to get ready, and a special staff member will come and pick you up later. ”

Gently touched the time on the dial and slowly stood up from the chair.

"Hmm. ”

was about to go to the waiting area on the side to meet his teammates, but before he left the room, his soft hand was once again tightly held by Haitao.

The whole body was against the wall, Wen Rou was at a loss, Fu Tingxiao's cold breath approached, and quickly dropped a kiss on her lips.

"Come on. ”

Fu Tingxiao's deep voice sounded in his ears, making his soft whole face quickly turn red.

Her mind was in a mess, and she could faintly hear her heart beating wildly in her chest.

"Soft, are you ready?"

At this moment, Bai Feng's voice came clearly from outside the door.

Wen Rou immediately pushed Fu Tingxiao away like an electric shock, and took a few deep breaths in a panic, "This is coming." ”

Before opening the door, Wen Soft turned around, "I'm leaving." ”

"Well, go ahead. ”

The door opened, and after Bai Feng saw the softness, he subconsciously asked, "What's going on with Zhao Zhiyang today?"

Wen Rou buried her head a little weakly, "Is there one?"

"Hmm!" Bai Feng led Wen Rou forward, "He shouldn't have seen that Mr. Fu was too nervous and his hands were shaking, right?"