However, as soon as she saw her expression as steady as Mount Tai at the moment, Zhao Xueli was much more relieved.

It's just that what she doesn't know is that the reason why Meng Zhiyu looks so calm is not because she is used to seeing big scenes, but because her reaction seems to be half a beat slower than normal.

Commonly known as sequelae of brain damage.

"Just don't step on it, I'll walk with you."

As soon as Zhao Xueli finished speaking, a man walked over next to her.

"Sister Shirley, I'll accompany Mrs. Fu."

Xiao Song took the initiative to say.

For his enthusiasm and initiative, Zhao Xueli's heart slipped a strange feeling, and she subconsciously refused: "No need, it's still me ......"

Xiao Song still said with a smile: "Sister Shirley, there are reporters next to you, our red carpet can't be in vain, right?" ”

Zhao Xueli has always known what virtue a media person is, and now it is the most important publicity period for Xiao Song and Feifei and others, and he refuses to walk the red carpet with Feifei, probably because he does not agree to tie up.

If both of them showed up so painlessly, she would not be able to explain to their agency, and she always felt that she owed a favor.

Therefore, Zhao Xueli hesitated slightly, but still let go.

I saw Xiao Song walk to Meng Zhiyu's side very gentlemanly, and stretched out an arm to her, asking her to hold herself.

Zhao Xueli was about to say a few words when her mobile phone suddenly rang.

She saw that it was Fu Jinxing calling, and hurriedly walked to a corner to answer.

As a result, as soon as it was interrupted, Xiao Song had already walked on the red carpet with Meng Zhiyu.

As soon as those fans saw Xiao Song holding a woman, they immediately cried wolf, screamed and shouted, and kept rushing forward.

The security guards at the scene and the staff stopped them from rushing into the venue and causing a riot.

A security guard who looked like a captain shouted to Xiao Song: "Hurry up, don't stay!" ”

Xiao Song was in danger, still showing a smile that he couldn't wait to die, and he also waved to everyone with one free hand, saying hello.

Meng Zhiyu, who was holding him, pursed his lips slightly, and there was no special expression on his face.

The main reason is that she has just come back to her senses, and she hasn't felt nervous yet, and she has already come to an end when she sees the red carpet.

With the screams of those fans, the two walked to the sign-in wall, and as soon as they finished signing their names, they were stopped by the host as usual.

Xiao Song is a hot and popular fried chicken, and his popularity is rising, and the organizers invited him over, so naturally they also fancy his influence.

Traffic is the topic, and traffic is money.

"Xiao Song, please stay!"

The host greeted enthusiastically, Xiao Song faced the camera and greeted the audience very skillfully: "Hello everyone, I'm Xiao Song." It's great to be invited to meet so many friends! ”

In addition to using traditional media and the Internet to publicize, the organizers have also set up a synchronous live broadcast room to participate in the whole people.

As soon as Xiao Song appeared, the live broadcast room immediately boiled.

As for Meng Zhiyu, who was standing next to him, he was quickly recognized.

"It's Fu Jinxing's wife!"

"Wow, she is the chief producer of "Ten Perfect Food", she is the owner of the fund!"

"No wonder Xiao Song wants to walk the red carpet with her and shoot the boss's sycophant!"

"Much better looking than Zhang Zixin, I already knew her. There were people who were blind before and deliberately confused her with Zhang Ji, but in fact, Zhang Ji was maliciously marketing, and he would only step on it! ”

"Don't run the black powder in front! When did our Zixin step on another house? Spread rumors! ”

"Hehe, justice is in the hearts of the people, do you really think that our Miss Feifei has no live fans? The worst acting queen in history, I really can't afford to provoke! ”

"Did Zhang Zixin let her assistant poison Xiao Song? I don't think there is any wind and no waves! ”

"Take away my family, Xiao Song, don't make an appointment!"

Several fans went into the water one after another, and the live broadcast room suddenly jumped with chickens and dogs, so it was not lively.

Fu Jinxing had dinner, personally put the two children to sleep, and then came to the study alone, and also turned on his mobile phone to watch the live broadcast.

Originally, he wasn't very interested in these things, but because of Meng Zhiyu, he had been in contact with a lot recently.

Seeing the crazy refreshed barrage news, Fu Jinxing couldn't help but feel like he couldn't cry or laugh.

People like him have lived a self-disciplined and even rigid life since he was a child, and everything he does is to be able to inherit the family business in the future.

Behaviors like star-chasing are absolutely impossible.

Although Fu Jinxing didn't understand it, Meng Zhiyu also brainwashed him during this time.

As for how strong the fan effect is, look at those terrible data, Fu Jinxing will understand.

"Thank you all for your love of "Ten Perfect Food", your support is really important."

Under the host's questioning, Meng Zhiyu also said a few words a little shyly.

Although she has some stage fright, when facing the camera, she still conquers everything with her beauty, whether it is the audience or the majority of netizens.

"Come, please go this way."

Under the guidance of the staff, Xiao Song and Meng Zhiyu were ready to enter the venue.

The hem of her dress is slightly longer, so she has to be extra careful when she walks around, and although Meng Zhiyu has paid great attention to it, she will still bump into it.

Seeing that her toes stepped forward, and she was about to step on a hem, I saw Xiao Song kneeling on one leg very gentlemanly and gently pulling it out with his hand.

Knowing that what he did was tantamount to avoiding being embarrassed on the spot, Meng Zhiyu whispered gratefully, "Thank you, Xiao Song." ”

She has always felt that she is two years older than him, just like a sister to a younger brother, close but not close, distant but not far away.

Moreover, after the last accident, Meng Zhiyu thinks that Xiao Song is not a squeamish and willful boy, which is rare in the entertainment industry.

Xiao Song tidied up the hem of her skirt, and took advantage of the situation to hold Meng Zhiyu's hand hanging by her side, and then stood up.

This small action made Meng Zhiyu stunned, and she instinctively wanted to withdraw her hand.

But before she could do so, Xiao Song had already let go.

"I'm sorry, my leg is numb."

He whispered in Meng Zhiyu's ear in embarrassment, as if he was making a reasonable explanation for his behavior just now.

It dawned on her.

That is to say, people are popular little fresh meat, as for taking advantage of herself, a mother who has already given birth to two children, what is the advantage!

Because of this thought that suddenly popped up in his heart, Meng Zhiyu couldn't help but blush.

What she didn't know was that under the light, her cheeks showed a slight red, brilliant as a spring peach in March.

Xiao Song's parents are both high-ranking officials of well-known foreign companies, and their families are well-off, so he has the capital to go abroad as trainees.

For as long as he can remember, he and his parents have only seen each other a handful of times a year, and even if they do, they only care about his grades and future, and rarely ask him about his life.

Therefore, when he grew up, Xiao Song preferred to contact older women and felt that they were more considerate.

The first time I met Meng Zhiyu, he had just returned to China.

In the past few years abroad, Xiao Song has been living an almost isolated life, he sweats like rain in the dance studio every day, not to mention surfing the Internet, and even has not enough time to eat and sleep.

In this case, he had no idea who the famous Mrs. Fu was.

Xiao Song only knew that when he saw this woman for the first time, he knew clearly in his heart that he wanted her.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xueli's introduction was like a basin of cold water, completely poured on his head-

She turned out to be the wife of the famous Fu Jinxing!

Not only did she get married, but she also gave birth to two children to her husband, and her husband and wife are loving and her family is noble!

Everything made Xiao Song feel disappointed and jealous.

Just as he was thinking about it, Meng Zhiyu beside him had already spoken softly, and his tone was full of concern: "What now? Is it still numb? Can you go? ”

Xiao Song came back to his senses and smiled shyly at her: "You can go, okay." ”

When facing Meng Zhiyu, he always unconsciously shows his childish side, not wanting her to feel that he is actually very precocious and understands all kinds of dark rules in the entertainment industry.

Only then will she see herself like a younger brother.

"Alright, it's time for us to enter, Feifei and the others have already arrived."

Meng Zhiyu retracted his gaze and said softly.

"Okay."

Xiao Song once again took the initiative to bend her arms, wanting her to hold herself like she had just walked on the red carpet.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhiyu shook his head: "It's okay, I'll go by myself." ”

After speaking, she lifted the hem of her skirt and walked towards the award ceremony.

Just as Zhao Xueli also caught up, the two women found their seats with a smile and sat down in turn.

Xiao Song followed in place with some loss, happened to meet a few acquaintances, greeted each other, tacitly compared in his heart, and then pretended to have a good relationship and sat down separately.

His seat was not too close to Meng Zhiyu, and there were two rows in between.

After all, Xiao Song is an artist, while Meng Zhiyu and Zhao Xueli and others belong to the representatives of investors and producers, and their positions are naturally separate from other artists.

Sitting next to them are almost all the bigwigs in the circle.

Under the recommendation of Zhao Xueli, Meng Zhiyu was able to have direct contact with several well-known people, and everyone chatted briefly and left a good impression on each other.

It's no wonder that in addition to making a variety show that came out of nowhere, she also has a more important title, that is, Fu Jinxing's beloved wife.

With this identity, looking at the entire Zhonghai, who would not give a little face?

However, when he thought that no matter what he was like before, at least he didn't get worse now, Meng Zhiyu's heart was happy.

Who says women aren't self-motivated?

She was afraid that she was too much worse than Fu Jinxing and couldn't keep up with his footsteps.

Maybe Meng Zhiyu can't say too much truth, for example, in the relationship between men and women, the elements that can play a binding role are not sexuality, nor emotion, the most important thing is the degree of career coincidence.

She wants to increase the overlap with Fu Jinxing now, whether it is life, work, all aspects.

"Did you see it, Zhang Zixin's face was black all the time, and I don't know who provoked her."

As soon as he had a good conversation with a big man, Meng Zhiyu turned his head and heard Zhao Xueli whispering in his ear.