"Xu Feng has been with you for twenty years, so didn't you know each other when you were very young?"

Lu Jinyan nodded.

"He's always been your henchman?"

The word 'follower' made him frown slightly, and he couldn't help but correct: "I grew up with him, I am a friend and a brother, he is not a follower." ”

"I made a mistake, I ...... a mistake"

"What else is there to know?"

Song Xi'er thought for a while and asked, "How old is his sister?" ”

"Just turned eighteen."

"What about the parents?"

"They're orphans."

"Oh."

"You're very concerned about your friends." Lu Jinyan glanced at her lightly, as if smiling.

She pouted, duplicitous, "I'm just asking casually." ”

His little bit of caution seemed to have been seen through by Lu Jinyan.

I don't know if it's because she's too obvious, or if this man is too perceptive.

"Don't you think they look like a good match?" She asked solemnly.

He smiled and didn't answer.

However, he had already begun to agree with Song Xi'er's words in his heart.

He really hadn't seen any woman Xu Fengzheng looked at, and Xu Wenwen should be the first.

……

After driving for more than 20 minutes, almost out of the city, they finally came to the scene of the first show of NOMO clothing, the catwalk was built in the open space next to the NOMO factory, covering a large area, and there were quite a lot of people present, looking at the security personnel patrolling the venue, and a group of reporters with cameras in their hands, as well as some celebrities in the fashion industry, Song Xier couldn't help but be a little excited and nervous.

Some of them, she had also seen on TV.

This is the first time she has attended such a large-scale show, but fortunately, Lu Jinyan held her hand tightly along the way and never let go.

Lu Jinyan entered the venue very low-key, but as soon as he appeared, a reporter pointed the lens of the camera at him, and at the same time, many people smiled and greeted him.

Lu Jinyan introduced those people to Song Xi'er, and at the same time introduced her to those people as 'Mrs. Lu'.

Knowing that Lu Jinyan brought his wife to appear in the fashion show, everyone was surprised, and the reporter even took pictures of Song Xi'er for a while.

Where has Song Xi'er experienced this kind of scene, and the whole person is stunned.

She is very unaccustomed to facing the camera's camera, and the reporter has been asking her questions, she is not only panicked, but even subconsciously wants to slip away.

Lu Jinyan protected her behind her in time, and in the face of reporters' questions, she behaved very calmly.

"Mr. Lu, when did you become a married person, there is no news at all, this is too surprising."

"Recent."

"Is it convenient to reveal the woman's name?"

"It's inconvenient."

The reporter seemed to have a bunch of questions to ask, but Lu Jinyan waved at them and said: "Today's theme is NOMO's clothing debut, your focus can be a show, or our excellent designer, it shouldn't be me." ”

"Mr. Lu, how did you meet? How long did you decide to get married? The reporter still didn't intend to let him go.

He smiled indifferently, "Next time I will answer your question, the show will start immediately, forgive us for missing first." ”

When escorting Song Xi'er through the crowded pile of reporters, the reporters did not forget to take pictures of the two frantically.

Song Xi'er lowered her head the whole time, like a frightened kitten, leaning close to his arms, one hand still clutching his tie.

"You want to strangle me?" After successfully getting rid of the reporter, he stopped and lowered his eyes to the man in his arms.