Thinking of the scene when they first met, Qi Yu couldn't help but show a wrenching and helpless smile, Ling Baolu couldn't help but laugh when she saw this, although she didn't have the slightest impression of the memory of the three-year-old in her mind, but he had told her, so it must be interesting for her to imagine the scene at that time.

"Click, click......"

The two looked at each other affectionately, which surprised the reporters, and they pressed the shutter one after another to capture this scene, and they all sighed in their hearts, if they didn't really have deep feelings, how could they be so affectionate? Although both of them have high acting skills, there is still a certain difference between true feelings and acting.

In this world, the most undeceiving thing is true feelings, once you really have feelings, this is absolutely not fake.

"When did you meet?"

"When she was still in kindergarten." Qi Yu replied without thinking about it.

"Wow, what grade was Mr. Qi in at that time?"

"Fourth grade." Qi Yu couldn't answer without thinking about it, "She was only three years old at the time, not long ago. ”

"You're in the same school?"

"Yes, the kindergarten is next to the elementary school campus, and the little girl is hungry, so she finds our class according to the path she remembers."

"Wow, and then you meet?" The reporter listened, gossiped excitedly, and asked with a very developed imagination, "Or did your parents always know each other, and you wanted to marry her when she was just born?" ”

"It's not." Qi Yu shook his head, with chong drowning in his eyes, and glanced at Ling Baolu, "She was looking for her brother, my seat was in front of her brother at the time, she ran to our class and hid under her brother's desk." ”

"How do you remember so clearly?" Ling Baolu was puzzled.

"Of course I do." He reached out and straightened her hair, "I'll remember you then." ”

Hearing this, Ling Baolu hung his head shyly, and instantly blushed, causing the reporters to slap again.

Today's press conference went very smoothly, all the doubts in the hearts of fans were solved, the reporters were very satisfied, Qi Yu was also very satisfied, and finally, the press conference ended at half past nine in the evening, Ling Baolu pushed Shen Lingyu away from the scene under the protection of his bodyguards, and the reporters remembered to ask, "Is Mr. Qi's foot seriously injured?" ”

Everyone was very puzzled, because when Qi Yu beat Shen Future today, it seemed that he was walking past, why did he need Ling Baolu to push him now?

"It's just that the skin is severely peeling, and the reason for not walking is to avoid the scar being difficult to repair, anyway, I don't have a job recently, so I have to take good care of him." Ling Baolu answered the reporter's question with a smile, and then helped Shen Lingyu up, and then she was able to sit in the car, and then she turned to the reporters and said, "It's not early, thank you for coming today, goodbye!" ”

After that, she also got into the car, turned her head to look at Qi Yu, and held it; Holding his hand, the reporter hurriedly captured the last shot, and within a few seconds, the bodyguard closed the car door, and the reflective window blocked everyone's view, and they could no longer see the pair inside.

When they returned to Sanssouci Island, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the two went back to the master bedroom to take a bath, and the housekeeper brought two plates of snacks and milk over for them to have supper.

The two sat on the balcony of the master bedroom, looking at the night view of Jiangcheng in the distance, eating delicious snacks, she asked, "You don't have to go out tomorrow." ”

"No, we'll stay until the day we leave for England on the 12th." He replied.

Hearing this, Ling Baolu smiled reassuringly, he should have taken care of his injuries in the past few days, but he always went out, and she felt very sorry for him.