After sending Qiao Duli away, Jiang Xiaoqian stayed alone in the living room to watch the TV series, she kept changing the channel, and suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing by.

She immediately switched back, and sure enough, she was not mistaken.

It was Huo Baizhan on the TV, he was standing on a stage, the table was full of many microphones, and the big screen behind the man was projecting pictures that she couldn't understand.

Is this being a live development conference?

Huo Baizhan on TV changed into a rigorous black suit, the collar meticulously wrapped around his neck, and his voice was already slightly low, which came through the microphone, which was more distorted and magnetic, and it was provocative.

The cold white projection light hit the man's face, taking advantage of his cold and serious and impersonal approach.

It's completely different from what I saw at noon, as for why Jiang Xiaoqian thinks it's a live broadcast instead of the previous press conference?

She silently glanced at the man's lips that opened and closed, and the obvious mark on the lower lip was not left by her at noon.

Jiang Xiaoqian looked at the man on the screen, remembered that he asked himself if he had brushed his teeth, and grinded his teeth angrily.

This stinky man can appear anywhere.

She was just about to change the channel, when she suddenly heard a reporter ask: "Mr. Huo, may I ask what is going on with your lip flap, do you have a marriage partner?" ”

She subconsciously stopped moving, and at this time the camera gave the male reporter who asked the question a picture, and it was obvious that the reporters around her were restless, and the picture cut back to Huo Baizhan's side, and she didn't dare to close the camera.

The marriage between Huo Baizhan and Jiang Xiaoqian spread in the upper circles, but the reporters were not notified, and the people in the upper circles did not touch their heads, for example, the main owner ran out and said it if he didn't want to make it public.

So when they saw the marks on Huo Baizhan's lips, those reporters were already excited, but they didn't dare to bring it up, the reporters who could be invited to Huo's company's press conference were all serious authors, and they couldn't ask strange questions casually.

But when the announcement was about to end, a little reporter couldn't help but ask, looking at Huo's father and begging for some gossip material.

Huo Baizhan raised his head from the document, and when he found the little reporter with excellent eyesight, the air seemed to stop flowing.

Not even the flash flashed.

The little reporter bowed his head in fear, ahhhhh

After a long time, Huo Baizhan suddenly snorted, and just after the audience thought that his next sentence was to ask the security guard to invite the little reporter out, he spoke.

The voice was a little lazy, different from the previous cold appearance, "I was bitten by a kitten raised at home." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the reporter to react, reached out and grabbed his blazer, and left first with a long leg.

“！！！” The reporters in the audience finally reacted, and the flash began to turn on continuously, only capturing the silhouette of the man walking.

Ginger. Kitten. Money: "......" man, you're crazy, you're crazy! Your whole family is the kitten!

She thought indignantly, but the bite mark on her lips was hot and numb for some reason.

"!" Jiang Xiaoqian pounded the pillow and changed the channel directly.

[Let's learn cat meow together, meow meow together~]

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[Okay, now let's talk about what the subject should do to make himself angry.] ］

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[My Buddha doesn't cross the widowhood, everyone has an object to cherish it, it's normal to be angry...... ］

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Did the TV station go against me?

Jiang Xiaoqian finally trembled and changed to a station he often watched, which was full of some TV series, and there should be nothing ......

[You're so sassy.] ］

Okay, turn off the TV.

Jiang Xiaoqian made a cold face and went back to her room, she didn't want to watch TV in the next month.