"I ......" Xiao Muqing was at a loss, what is the situation?

Xiang Yejun has never appeared in the public eye, never participated in this kind of charity gala, and never appeared in many places where the media appeared, what happened today? How did he get here?

No, he's very weak after transforming last night, so he should be resting at home today.

Everyone followed Xiang Yejun's gaze and looked at the dessert table.

It's embarrassing~

She slowly stood up, so frightened that she couldn't move her legs, and the cake fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Rui and Xia Ning hurriedly pushed Xiao Muqing to send her to the stage.

Everyone made way for Xiao Muqing to the stage.

At this moment, Xiao Muqing is wearing a school uniform, but her pure makeup is still not as beautiful as the world, her black hair is simply tied with a ball head, and there is a trace of cream at the corner of her mouth because she steals the cake.

Xiang Yejun stretched out his hand to her.

Xiao Muqing was in full view of everyone like this. Step by step on the small stage with the steps of a little daughter-in-law.

Xiang Yejun stretched out her hand to her, Xiao Muqing reached out in embarrassment, and the next second, Xiang Yejun immediately held her hand and stood on the small stage.

His cold eyes looked at the reporters who were sitting at the back and were so frightened that he didn't move, and said coldly, "Shoot!" ”

Clap?

What to shoot?

Many reporters, you look at me, I look at you, the gossip posture of interviewing Qi Dantuo and Xiao Muqing has long disappeared.

"Come and take pictures!" Xiang Yejun said a few more words in a cold voice.

Those entertainment reporters are you look at me, I look at you, and no one dares to move.

In the end, Mu Ye walked in. Looking at the reporters, "President Xiang only gives you ten minutes, if you want to interview or take pictures, you hurry up." ”

Only then did the reporters dare to rush forward.

But they were not as sharp as they had just interviewed Qi Dantuo and Xiao Muqing, and they flocked up, standing neatly in line one by one under the stage, respectfully holding the microphone with both hands, and taking pictures of them from normal angles.

"Xiang ...... Toward...... President Xiang, how long have you been dating Miss Xiao? ”

Xiang Yejun: "I only caught her three months ago." ”

Xiao Muqing looked up at Xiang Yejun in surprise.

"Mr. Xiang calls Miss Xiao his fiancée, is it close to a good thing for you? In other words, Miss Xiao will be the wife of the president of the Dark Night Consortium in the future? ”

Xiang Yejun: "Yes! ”

"Tell me how you managed to catch up with Miss Xiao?"

Xiang Yejun: "It's hard for her to chase. Secrecy! ”

"Miss Xiao, did the traces of love on your neck leave to Mr. Xiang?" A freshly graduated intern reporter suddenly asked.

The scene was suddenly embarrassing, Xiao Muqing blushed and glared at the reporter angrily.

"She's mine." Xiang Yejun replied in a deep voice.

Then, there was a sudden burst of applause.

Reporters from all walks of life began to bless the two of them, what a hundred years of good together, and what a bunch of ......

Xiao Muqing never spoke, but kept looking up at her man.

"Done?" Xiang Yejun's gaze swept to the reporters in the audience.

The reporters nodded their heads.