"You...... Haven't you left yet?" I didn't see Jin Junchi sitting in the hanging chair just now, seeing that it was not early, he was the host and should have arrived in advance.

"Waiting for you. Jin Junchi got up, turned on the light, opened the wardrobe and asked, "Which one do you want to wear?"

"Are you sure you want me to come along?" I didn't want to attend the banquet, but today's reception clearly has the purpose of promoting the project, and media reporters are indispensable. And I'm on the cusp right now. I won't mention whether the scene will be chaotic at that time, in case my little bit of broken gossip disturbs the serious propaganda situation, it will be interesting.

"Of course. Jin Junchi nodded. What I can think of, Jin Junchi can't think of it, since he said let me go, I'll go.

"This one. I got out of bed, looked at the row of evening dresses hanging in the closet, and ordered one casually—a light purple bandeau dress with a beautiful pattern embroidered with dark purple thread, and sparkling amethysts scattered in between. The craftsmanship of this skirt is very complicated, but the color is uniform, and it only shows clear layers, which does not make people feel cumbersome.

"Let's go downstairs and eat first. "Jin Junchi is very satisfied with the dress I chose.

"Hmm. "I slept so late that I missed lunch and now I'm really hungry.

When I arrived at the venue, it was exactly a quarter of an hour before eight o'clock. The red carpet stretched down the high steps of the ballroom, soft music, bright lights, and fragrant guests...... The ballroom was another world, beautiful and sanctimonious. I hooked the corners of my lips and walked in with Jin Junchi's arm. As soon as I looked around the venue, Jiang Dong walked in and nodded at me: "Mr. Jin, madam, Mr. Jing is here." ”

"Hmm. Jin Jun nodded lately and took my hand and walked towards the entrance of the banquet hall.

Jin Junchi needs to greet him at the door in person, and he must be a guest of great status. Mr. Jing must be the other protagonist of today's banquet. When I saw Mr. Jing, I was really surprised - a tall and beautiful woman with elegant hair in a bun and wearing a purple dress that was exactly the same as mine. Fortunately, she put on a tulle shawl to make our clash shirt look less obvious. She was followed by two retinues, the man who looked powerful, presumably a bodyguard, and the woman who was less eye-catching, probably a secretary or assistant.

"Mr. Jing, welcome. Jin Junchi greeted politely.

"Mr. Jin. The woman, known as Mr. Jing, stretched out her right hand decently. Jin Junchi put her fingers together and shook it gently. The reporters waiting at the entrance clicked and snapped. I was secretly amazed that the two men shook hands like the most standard demonstration in etiquette class: the lady made the first move, a third of the way to the handshake, and the time was three seconds.

This is Ms. Jing Xin, CEO of Jingchen Group. Jin Junchi nodded at me, and then spoke, "My wife, Sang Yuwan." ”

"Hello Mrs. Jin. Jing Xin also shook hands with me, "We chose the same skirt, it's really fate." ”

"Hello. I smiled and nodded, I can dissolve such an embarrassing thing as a shirt in one word, this Mr. Jing is really not simple. It's no wonder that a woman who looks so weak can sit firmly in the position of CEO in a large group. I can't help but think of an interview I watched before, where a reporter asked a female artist if she wanted to marry into a wealthy family. The artist gave a domineering answer - I am a wealthy family. It seems that women should indeed be self-reliant.

"What do you want?" Jin Junchi grabbed my waist and leaned over.

"I want to be a strong woman. I shrugged.

"There's no need, I'm strong and you're strong. Jin Junchi curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"If you are strong, you are really strong. "I used to treat Jin Junchi as my husband on the agreement, and I never thought about how good I had to be. But now, I want to stand with Jin Junchi on an equal footing, not to be attached but to stand side by side.

"If you don't want your husband to be honored and your wife is expensive, or do you treat me as an outsider?" a crease appeared between Jin Junchi's eyebrows.

"If you think so, I don't have much to say. "I don't understand whether it's my expression that is problematic, or Jin Junchi's misinterpretation is extraordinary, in short, the communication between us is a hard injury.

The atmosphere was already pushing in an eerie direction, and I didn't want to quarrel so I stopped talking. The cocktail party officially began, Jin Jun had to give a speech and socialize lately, and the unpleasant conversation was over. I stood in the audience and looked at Jin Jun, but it was the kind of high-sounding words, but his voice was really pleasant, and no matter how boring his words were, they would not be boring. I feel hopeless, and I actually love the house and the black.

The reporters in the audience kept taking pictures, and from the beginning I noticed that the reporters who were there were not unaware of me, or that they were not interested in me. On the contrary, their eyes and cameras always swept over me, but so far, no one has bothered me. Jin Junchi does have the means, and he can actually make them honest.

At the end of the first half of the reception, Jin Jun said lately, 'The hospitality is not good, everyone is free'. This shows that the work of the media 'friends' has been completed, and the next thing is to close your eyes and ears and shut your mouth. Jing Xin said hello to us and was about to leave, Jin Junchi and I sent her to the door of the hotel, just in time to see his husband come to pick up people. originally thought that a woman with such a strong aura as Jing Xincun should be a very soft type - temperament queen vs sick and delicate man. Unexpectedly, they are obviously taking the route of strong alliances. But it doesn't seem to be disobedient, it's really a good match.

"Let's go inside. Jin Junchi pulled me into the hotel.

The evening breeze was pleasant on my face and I would love to take a walk outside. But today, as the host of the reception, we can't leave for too long. As soon as I walked into the lobby of the hotel, I happened to meet Qin Yuyang walking out with his secretary: "Little late ......"

Thinking of the gossip that is still at the top of the hot list, I really don't have a good mood to greet Qin Yuyang. Holding Jin Junchi's arm, he walked past Qin Yuyang without squinting. Qin Yuyang's eyes were bright and bright, and the expression on his face was very embarrassing.

Jin Junchi has always regarded Qin Yuyang as air, and now is no exception. But after staggering away from them, he was lenient with self-discipline and strict with others: "Mr. Qin greets you, it's so naughty, rude......"

"I'll pay attention next time...... "I rolled my eyes in my heart - Mr. Jin, it's okay if you don't have the right mouth, but please let the pleasure in the corners of your eyes and eyebrows disperse, and now the whole thing is a treacherous face that is cheap and obedient." Moreover, I am already very polite to Qin Yuyang, if I can spill, I want to go up and slap Qin Yuyang. I had nude photos of him and Sang Xinlan in my hand and didn't lose them to the media to make headlines, so I recorded a reality show, =, they were behind me, it's really too insidious.

The wine party was gradually coming to an end, and after a night of tossing, even the waiter's steps were not as light as before. I was bored by Jin Junchi's side, pretending to listen to him with a serious face. Actually, I didn't hear a word of what they said.

Suddenly, there was some noise at the entrance, and when I heard the sound, I looked over there, and saw reporters with cameras, cameras, and all kinds of long guns and short cannons in front of me in the blink of an eye—

"Miss Sang, you are married, and you are still a guest of 'guests are coming', won't you have a bad conscience when you deceive the audience's feelings?"

"Miss Sang, when you were dating Mr. Qin Yuyang, you were the first to split your legs, right?"

"Miss Sang, is the recording of 'The Guest Coming' to clear your name?"

……

One by one, the reporter's questions were thrown out, and they were getting sharper and sharper. I turned my head to look at Jin Junchi, and asked him with my eyes--What is the situation? Unexpectedly, he whispered in my ear very badly: "Don't you want to be a strong woman, the opportunity has come." "I poked an eye knife in Jin Junchi's face, okay, count you ruthless!

I slowly got up with a calm face and turned my face to the media: "First of all, I want to make it clear that I was not married at the time of the recording of 'The Guest is Coming', let alone deceived the audience. I don't know why I need to be 'whitewashed', I am an upright person, when has I ever been 'black'?"

The reporter is not a vegetarian, especially Yu Ji, who runs the train with his mouth and never thinks about the consequences: "After falling out of love, you got married in a short period of time, presumably you and Mr. Jin had a great relationship before, right?"

Probably Jin Junchi was supporting the field next to me, and the reporter's wording was quite polite. If Jin Jun is not there, it will not be a painless word like 'relationship'. I guess these people were found by Qin Yuyang, after all, I didn't give Qin Yuyang any face just now. The purpose of the reporter is to put a hat on me that is the first to split my legs, and I will not let go until I achieve my goal.

"Before I registered my marriage with my husband, he didn't marry me, and now he's happy. I glanced coldly at the reporter in front of me, "As for what happened before, if you have evidence in your hands, you can take it out, and if it is my fault, I can apologize to the public." If it is fabricated out of thin air, legal weapons will also be used to protect the right to reputation from being damaged. ”

Most of the reporters showed some jealousy, they really wrote false reports in black and white, and they were absolutely allowed to go through the legal process. The mental damage fee can't accompany a few dollars, but a public apology is inevitable. Cultural people want to save face the most, and it is not a good thing to be slapped in the face. Just after the reporter's momentum was suppressed by me, someone came forward: "I have evidence." ”

I set my eyes on the female reporter, with neat short hair, who looked like a shrewd person. I know that this kind of opponent is difficult to entangle, but I am not weak at all - after all, the first time I met Jin Junchi was on the night when the engagement ended without a problem, and if we pushed it forward, there was really no intersection at all.

"Okay, you take it out. I nodded.

I saw that the female reporter took out a newspaper from her bag, which was the one where Jin Junchi announced the marriage news. Seeing the newspaper in her hand, there was a wave of disappointment on the faces of those present, obviously, they had all seen this thing. But the female reporter said calmly: "Miss Sang, this is the newspaper that announced the news of your marriage to Mr. Jin." She unfolded the newspaper and showed it to those present.