Wang Yichen seemed to have suddenly crossed back from another world, with a slightly stunned look on his face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He looked at Li Shi, then at the staff standing at the door, and then showed his spring breeze smile.

"I'm sorry, it's a little late, I'll go out, you go and talk to them. ”

The reporters outside were already sitting in the hall, and Lin Luo was standing at the door, wearing headphones in her ears, nervously scheduling the situation at the scene. It's about to start, why hasn't Wang Yichen come over yet, he has always been a punctual person. At this press conference, Lin Luo used a lot of thought, not only all the well-known domestic media were present, but also many popular self-media. Just wait for the end of the press conference and fully roll out the publicity.

She grabbed the list in her hand and paced eagerly at the door.

The carpet in this hotel is very thick, and her thin heels are buried in the burgundy carpet. On her straight calves was a body that was wrapped in a cheongsam and became more and more slender, and her long curls kept swaying as she walked. When people look at her like this, not only do they not think she is impatient, but they feel that the beauty is more vivid.

It wasn't until a handsome blonde guy walked up to her and whispered something that she showed a reassuring expression.

Lin Luo sighed deeply, Fang Jue had just walked too much by herself, and she hadn't been able to sit down and rest for a while all day today, except for taking the car. And for the sake of good looks, my back has long been stiff. She reached out and stole a knock on her waist and tilted her head.

But the moment he raised his head, his lips pursed......

Directly in front of her line of sight, Chang Yan just stood there quietly looking at her. The face is not sad or happy. His eyes were extremely hot, as if he wanted to suck her in.

She didn't know how long he had been standing there, had her little movements been in his eyes?

Unconsciously, Lin Luo's footsteps took a few steps forward slightly, and for a moment, she even planned to stop entangled with her heart. Since it was not so painful not to see him, was it not impossible for her to forgive him again? At least, she could still see him every day.

As soon as she nodded at the thought, she bit the corner of her lip again.

No, how can I become like that. What's the difference between that and a woman who is obsessed with a man? She has lost her love, she can't lose her self-esteem anymore.

Chang Yan was still looking at her, not moving or speaking.

When he saw Lin Luo's footsteps walking towards him, he couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart. He thought that as long as she walked to his side today, he didn't even need her to explain anything. Then whatever problems there are among them, he will solve the rest.

However, he didn't wait for Lin Luo, didn't wait for her to hold his arm. The light in his eyes became fading and fading, and in the end, only a ray of sadness and disappointment remained.

The two men just faced each other and looked at each other from afar. The people in the middle walked in and out, the sound of carrying cameras and shelves kept ringing, and they turned a deaf ear, as if all this distraction did not exist, there was only them.

The people around Lin Luo had already seen the saying, but they didn't dare to make a sound. The love and hatred of the bosses is not something they can meddle in. For a while, the door of the press conference, which should have been lively and noisy, was quiet without a trace of noise, except for the sound of hurried steps and the "click" of the camera, nothing else could be heard.

The hall was full of people, and everyone was anxiously waiting for the start of the press conference. A small reporter sitting in the back row inadvertently turned around, but saw such a scene at the door, and quickly picked up the camera - through a half-open gap in the middle of the door, a tall man in the distance was looking at the girl who only saw a slender back nearby.

Lin Luo didn't know how long she had been standing, and she didn't know how long she would have to stand here, but she knew that her feet seemed to no longer obey her call, and she couldn't move a single step.

After a while, a faint smell of woody perfume lingered on the tip of his nose, and then his stiff body leaned into a hollow arm.

Wang Yichen raised his hand to take the woolen shawl in the hand of the little girl who was following Lin Luo, draped it on her shoulders, and carefully sorted it out a few times. He put her cold hand on his arm again, "Let's go, it's all waiting for us!"

Lin Luo looked at his smiling warm face and nodded.

She didn't think she glanced ahead, but the person standing at the elevator didn't know when he had left, only the numbers above the elevator kept flashing.

The door was pushed open to the maximum, and Wang Yichen and Lin Luo entered hand in hand, followed by a group of handsome guys from the studio and the girls from Xinrui.

This is probably the most high-profile press conference in recent times, and the reporters who originally came to attend it with the intention of watching the excitement and digging gossip got a lot of important news at this press conference.

Not only Wang Yichen's personal studio, but also all the news and publicity in Asia were given to Xinrui, and all the news business of the entire Wang family's Asian companies was also outsourced to Lin Luo. This is not only Xinrui's own success, but also the opening of a new era of high integration of economy and fashion entertainment in China.