Standing in front of the "general" was a student of the medical university's television station.

At this moment, she was excitedly using her mobile phone to broadcast the grand occasion to her classmates at school, when she heard the cold voice of the man behind her, she turned her face in astonishment, frowned and asked.

"How can you talk like that?"

met the man's cold gaze, and suddenly his pupils constricted in fright.

Ignoring her, the "General" turned around and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The crowd in front of her cheered again, and the female classmate pursed her lips, retracted her gaze, and pointed her phone in front of her.

"Now, Mr. President and Bae ...... No, we should now call her First Lady, who has already appeared on the terrace on the second floor, being cheered on by people from all over the country. Soon, the presidential palace will begin a lavish luncheon. We can't enter the Presidential Palace, but later, Ding Ling and other classmates who entered the luncheon will take pictures for us and share them with you when the time comes! ”

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on the terrace.

Tang Moshen lowered his left hand, gently pulled Pei Yunqing's arm with his right hand, and led her down the terrace together.

Watching the two of them walk down the terrace and return indoors, Duan Siping and others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. President, the luncheon is ready!" Xu Yuanfan stepped forward and respectfully reported.

Tang Moshen nodded, "Arrange for the guests to go to the banquet hall." ”

Xu Yuanfan agreed to leave and arrange the luncheon.

Pei Yunqing's gaze fell on Fang Mi, "Why are you still here, go and deal with the wound?" ”

The man smiled self-deprecatingly, "I won't hurt anyway." ”

"Mr. Fang!" Duan Siping took a step forward, "Let's go, I'll take you to treat the wound." ”

"Good!" Fang Mi didn't refuse, nodded to a few people, and he turned around and followed Duan Siping away.

Everyone looked at the backs of the two, all of them showing thoughtful expressions.

The grievances between Fang Mystery and Duan Siping are well known to everyone.

At this time, without Tang Moshen's instructions, Duan Siping actually took the initiative to take Fang Riddle to deal with the wound, which was already an obvious signal, representing that Duan Siping had completely agreed with the existence of Fang Riddle.

"Let's go!"

Tang Moshen retracted his gaze and led Pei Yunqing upstairs.

The luncheon is coming soon, and Pei Yunqing now needs to change the dress on his body and change the clothes for the morning banquet.

In the living room of the master bedroom, the staff of the dress company had already made corresponding preparations, and Zhao Ya, who rushed over in advance, was also ready to touch up Pei Yun's makeup.

Walking outside the door, Tang Moshen stopped.

"Are you really hurt?"

Pei Yun shook his head lightly, and the man sent her to the room, and everyone immediately greeted her, and hugged Pei Yun in to change clothes and make up.

Tang Mo stopped outside the door and turned his face to look at Qin Zhinan behind him.

"Let's go change our clothes, and we'll talk about the rest after luncheon."

Qin Zhinan nodded, and walked briskly to the guest room arranged for him in the presidential palace in the distance.

Wen Ziqian stood aside, and when he saw this, he took a step forward and stood beside Tang Moshen.

"Mr. President, I'm sorry I just ......"

Just now, he had proposed to cancel the wedding, which was also a helpless move.

Wen Ziqian also knew that today was extremely important to Tang Moshen, so he specially wanted to apologize to him.

"I understand!" Tang Moshen raised his right hand and held Wen Ziqian's shoulder, "I'm very glad that you can remain calm and objective in this situation. ”

Wen Ziqian originally thought that he would inevitably be angry with himself.

After all, who would want to hear someone suggest that he cancel the wedding on their wedding day?!