Aunt Fang stood in place and was slightly stunned.

Mo Qian went out directly and got into the car driven by Cheng Jin.

Aunt Fang came over to ask clearly, Cheng Jin had already driven the car out.

Mosie leaned back in her chair quietly, tilting her head to look out the window, her long eyelashes drooping lightly, and her heart felt like a scar had been torn open, unable to erase the pain she had brought him back then.

Cheng Jin looked at their extremely beautiful and overly quiet young lady, and said with a light smile: "Young lady, aren't you happy today?" ”

Mo Qian's heart sank without looking back, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "Well, a little bit, Assistant Cheng doesn't have to pay attention to me." ”

Cheng Jin smiled, thinking about the young lady, how dare I ignore the president's words and ignore you.

Cheng Jin said with a smile: "If the young lady is not for the concert, is it because of the president?" ”

Mossi tilted her head to look out the window, her eyelids drooping slightly, and chuckled lowly.

Cheng Jin said lightly: "Young lady, rest assured, the president has been working overtime in the company for the past two days. ”

Mo Qian suppressed the torn wound, deliberately turned to look at Cheng Jin and smiled: "What Cheng Zhu said is true?" ”

Cheng Jin held the steering wheel in his hand and looked at Mo Qian with a smile and said, "Of course it's true......"

Seeing a pair of smiling beautiful eyes on the charming face as beautiful as winter snow, and the frame of the eyes was red, Cheng Jin paused, first thinking that their young lady was too beautiful, and then wondering if their young lady was crying.

Mo Qian narrowed her eyes and looked at Cheng Jin, who was only halfway through the conversation.

Cheng Jin paused, turned to look at the road in front of him, and said with a light smile: "If something happens to the young lady, you can call the president." ”

Mo Qian closed her eyes and leaned lightly on the back of the chair, and said with a smile: "If you see him, you will be fine." ”

Cheng Jin was stunned for a moment, did their young lady think about their president.

Do you want to call them and tell them the president, after all, their young lady even has such a trivial matter as whether she has eaten, and their president calls Liuxi Yujing on time to ask.

Cheng Jin thought about it, and waited for their president to come back from City C, he thought that their president didn't choose to leave when the first concert was held in the young lady's company for no reason.

Mo Qian came to the Cultural Center of City A and first looked at the situation in the venue.

The cultural center of 10,000 people gathered the obsessive fans of THEHE, and everyone was excited and anxious to wait for the voice, and the names of Xiao Xun, Junhao and others were inseparable.

It seems that Xiao Xun's name is the hottest called.

Cheng Jin walked beside Moqian and said with a smile: "Young lady, this concert of THEHE should be very successful." ”

Mo Qian walked backstage and looked at Cheng Jin with a smile: "With Cheng Zhu's auspicious words, the concert is over, and Cheng Zhu will go with us to celebrate." ”

Cheng Jin smiled: "Okay, young lady." "It just so happens that he lives up to the trust of their president.

Mo Qian bent her eyes and smiled, the voice in the venue was too loud, she raised her voice slightly and said, "Cheng Zhu, is he coming back tonight?" ”

Cheng Jin smiled at the young lady who was completely different from the young lady just now, and told her: "Young lady, the president's return ticket is booked the day after tomorrow. ”

Mo Qian smiled at Cheng Jin and said, "Then forget it." ”

Cheng Jin didn't see a trace of loss on their young lady's face.

Come backstage.

As soon as Mo Qian saw everyone, she smiled and said lightly: "Everyone is here, it's really face-giving." ”

Ning Shaoyang saw Mo Qian, who had become beautiful again, and his eyes lit up.

Junhao put on makeup and walked out and said, "Mr. Xiaomo, you have a cold and rested for two days, did you go to the beauty salon?" ”

Standing with Dr. Zhang, Xi Yun, who was a little far away from here, smiled softly and looked at Moqian.

Zhang Yuang looked at her and finally smiled.