10 Is he, is he?

Seeing that the time was going to be late, Wen Qing was cleaned up, Wu Guanguan hurriedly changed his outfit, and the two of them rushed to the hotel.

When I arrived at the door, I just saw a Maserati starting, followed by several luxury cars speeding up!

The screams cut through the sky, startling Wen Qing to retreat again and again.

Wu Guanguan took her hand and squeezed it forward, making Wen Qing couldn't help but feel dizzy.

The Maserati quickly opened the car door, combined with a group of men dressed in black to get out of the car and trot to the middle vehicle that was immediately behind them.

The car door opened, and Duanmu Chen slowly descended from it.

Thin, tall, gentle, cold, handsome, feminine.

The contradictory and incompatible words were displayed on him one by one, making the fans who were still waiting for them instantly hold their breath.

Duanmu Chen saw that everyone seemed to be stunned, so he smiled, stretched out his hand and waved, "Hello." ”

"Duanmu Chen!"

Everyone shouted in unison, so shocked that Wen Qing's skull hurt.

Wu Guanguan stepped up and squeezed forward, just wanting to look at the idol more.

The voice of the shouting was higher than a body, and Duanmu Chen always had a decent and not too much smile on his face, and there was no trace of waves.

He signed a few names for the fans who were in front of him, took a few more photos, and stepped into the hotel under the escort of the bodyguards.

"Thank you for your love to Duanmu, because of work reasons, Duanmu will stay temporarily in the 'Sheraton' hotel, there will be fan interaction, and I sincerely ask for your understanding of Duanmu, give him a quiet environment, and don't bring trouble to his life."

Duanmu Chen's agent, who is also a well-known gold medal agent, Bai Rui said loudly, and it really quieted the originally noisy scene.

She was dressed in a gray professional suit, with her black hair neatly curled behind her head, and her signature professional smile.

She stepped forward to say something to Duanmuchen, only to see Duanmuchen nodding, and the two of them walked into the hotel together.

Wu Guanguan looked at the door with some regret, and then took out two invitations from his pocket, "We'll go in when the people disperse in a while!" ”

She paid too much attention to Duanmu Chen's movements, but she didn't see Wen Qing's frozen smile on her lips.

Just now, she seemed to see ......

And at this time, Duanmu Chen, who had already walked into the hotel, didn't know why he suddenly came to the door again. Looking at the crowd through the glass, his eyes looked around, as if he was looking for something.

Wen Qing just raised her head, and subconsciously met that gaze!

Frightened, she retreated again and again, hiding herself in the crowd.

However, a heart is beating wildly.

Duanmu Chen?

No, she was more familiar with another name.

The same figure, the same face, the same smile. Even the elegance of his gestures, the indifference and detachment between his eyebrows and eyes, are very similar to that man.

However, he is not called Duanmu Chen, nor is he an idol star.

He was always just smiling in front of her, and he was only at ease when they were alone.

No, stand in the crowd and in high places, enjoy the surging shouts and worship.

He...... Is it him?