Under the camphor tree, a beautiful figure in a white suit stopped. She frowned slightly, fine sweat hung on her forehead, and glanced at the rows of luxury cars with annoyance.

"Director Jane!" Su Mu walked quickly to her, the muscles on his face were sour, "Why didn't you come here and not go in?" Come on, I'll get you a seat."

"No need," Jian Bai raised a formulaic smile and handed the brown paper bag in his hand to Su Mu, "I still have a job, so I won't go in, Mr. Su said that this document is a bit urgent, please transfer it to Miss Shen as soon as possible."

Su Mu saw that there was still a fire paint seal on the paper bag, and he was also a little serious. She weighed the thickness of the document and said to Jian Bai, "Okay, but the show will start in twenty-five minutes, and she won't be able to finish it now."

"Well, I know," Jian Bai nodded, "Mr. Su only said that he would hand it over to Miss Shen as soon as possible, and did not ask her to give an immediate reply."

A trace of doubt welled up in Su Mu's eyes.

This is not a drum and passing flowers, don't be in a hurry to let Shen Fanyin see it, what are you doing for her in a hurry? Could it be a ticking time bomb?

Time bomb...... She's really not afraid.

Su Mu's face was indifferent, and he smiled and nodded: "Okay, no problem, I'll transfer it to her, then you ......."

Jian Bai smiled and waved goodbye to her: "I won't stay longer, I wish you all the best in the show."

"Then I'll not be far away, Director Jian will walk slowly."

"Well, you go get busy. Goodbye."

Gong Luo was thinking about how to tell Su Mu that the gift was not for Shen Fanyin, and the little guy returned to him mysteriously.

"Uncle Policeman, can you come here?" Su Mu stood beside Gong Luo, keeping his facial expression as calm as possible.

But Gong Luo still saw a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

The paper bag he gave her was still in her hand, but she had an extra brown paper bag in her other hand.

Gong Luo didn't hesitate, got up and followed her through the corridor to a no-man's corner.

The smile on Su Mu's face couldn't be held back any longer, and he quickly said what had just happened, handed the paper bag to Gong Luo, and said nervously, "Uncle policeman, help me take a look, don't have a time bomb here!"

Gong Luo took the two-centimeter-thick paper bag, carefully touched every inch, and said to her, "There are only documents in my touch, about forty or fifty pieces of paper. The weight also corresponds to the weight of the paper, so there should be nothing else."

A touch of distress flashed in his eyes unconsciously.

These troubles have scared this girl out of the woods lately.

Su Muchang breathed a sigh of relief, patted his heart and said, "You can't just blow up the convention and exhibition center!" Otherwise, according to Shen Fanyin's tone, he will inevitably throw all the pots at me, and I really don't have the money to pay for such a building!"

Gong Luo: "......"

Gong Luo still couldn't say who the gift was for, and Su Mu was busy again after making sure that there were no bombs.

Three minutes before the show began, Jing Zeheng finally appeared in the exhibition hall.

A reporter "just happened" to photograph the moment he came in - entering through the side door of the backstage, where there were two black-clad bodyguards guarding the door, apparently the staff entrance.

He went to the audience with an indifferent expression, said hello to the elders, and sat between Jinghui and Jing Muhan.

Jing Muhan was just about to speak when he was slapped by Luo Rou, and he looked at Luo Rou blankly: "What's wrong, Sister Luo Rou?"

"Change." Luo Rou stood up as she spoke.

Jing Muhan had no choice but to move her seat, and glanced at Luo Ning beside her blankly, in exchange for the same confused gaze.

Luo Rou sat next to Jing Zeheng and asked with a meaningful smile in her eyes, "Are you free next week?" You and I have to go to Yacheng in person."

Jing Zeheng shook his head directly: "I'm not available. Fanyin wants to accompany my grandmother to the academic conference in country M, and I have to accompany her."

Luo Rou thought that Jing Zeheng would refuse, but she really didn't expect that it would be such a reason.

Stunned, her brows furrowed, and she sneered in a low voice, "As for you? There's no need to keep people chained to you all the time when the old house is on fire, right?"

Jing Zeheng glanced at it

She glanced at her, "I heard that your husband's escort mission is over in two months?"

Luo Rou's breathing was slightly sluggish, and she glared at Jing Zeheng viciously.

It's been thirteen months since her husband went out to escort her, and he poked her heart with this......

As soon as Luo Rou wanted to go back, she heard Jing Zeheng say, "Nanshuo will go back to Ancheng tomorrow, and I will let him follow the project in Yacheng, if you don't worry, just send someone at will."

Luo Rou's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Nan Shuo's kid is not very old, but he was brought out by Jing Zeheng, and he has enough work experience and strict rules. If he is in charge of Yacheng's project, it will be much easier for Luo's side.

"Hmm."

Luo Rou's joy only lasted for three seconds before dissipating, and she warned, "The contract has been signed, and it is impossible for me to give in because of a Nanshuo."

"Yes."

"And what is your purpose?" Luo Rou looked at Jing Zeheng.

Jing Zeheng replied as a matter of course: "Accompany Fanyin to country M."

After a while, Luo Rou gritted her teeth and said, "Se Ling Zhi is dizzy!"

She really thought about it too much, and thought that Jing Zeheng's project to let Nanshuo and Yacheng do it out of careful consideration.

What to be cautious about, he just wants to take a break from falling in love.

Oh, man.

Jing Zeheng: "Accept."

Luo Rou: "......"

She took several deep breaths before she steadied herself and shifted her seat back.

Luo Rou flashed her eyes wide, looked at her curiously, and asked sweetly, "Sister, what did you talk about with Ah Heng?"

Luo Rou glanced at her.

My sister is so good-looking, and it was wasted when she didn't have a punching bag.

Since the failure of the duo to start a business, Luo Ning's family status can't even be compared to Luo Luo, and she was just scolded by Luo's mother for drinking an extra glass of water before going out today.

Now that she is "educated" by her sister again, she doesn't even feel it anymore.

When Luo Rou said that she was tired, Luo Ning muttered in a low voice: "You will only talk about me, then you can hold a show for me......

"You ......"

Luo Rou had just dissipated a little of the fire and was ignited again, and was about to speak, when the lights in the audience dimmed.

Soft gauze lights illuminate the stage, and one after another models come out in wedding dresses, showing off their elegance.

The music and the sound of the shutter are intertwined, and the beating of the girl's heartbeat can be faintly heard.

No matter who sees so many beautiful wedding dresses at one time, they can't be calm, and those who are married can't help but have the idea of getting divorced and getting married again.

Backstage, Su Mu stood beside Shen Fanyin, and when the makeup artist finished her makeup and hair for the last time, she stepped forward, took her hand and whispered encouragement: "Don't be afraid, Yinyin, the people sitting down there are all your own people, it's okay."

Shen Fanyin didn't answer, frowning slightly. qs

Su Mu only felt that the fingers in his palm were extremely cold.

She sighed silently, and gently rubbed Shen Fanyin's head in the same way as Jing Zeheng: "It's okay, don't be nervous, all the models will accompany you when you come on the stage!"

Shen Fanyin still didn't answer, but her frowning brows tightened a little.

As soon as Su Mu's hand moved, she raised her hand and touched the place she had just touched.

But before she could touch her hair, she was called away by the field control: "Miss Shen, it's time for you to play!"