"Daizhen!"

Deng Junda was holding flowers in his hand, his heart was rippling, and his face was full of amazement.

She was wearing a neat striped professional suit, a pure white blazer draped over her shoulders, her short hair was pulled behind her head, her eyebrows and red lips and the bridge of her nose were high, and her aura was full of aura.

He affectionately called the word "Dai Zhen", held a large bouquet of flowers, rushed forward with arrows, and knelt down on one knee to raise the bouquet: "I love you, Dai Zhen, let's get back together!" ”

At the booth, the models walked in the flickering magnesium lights, and the audience applauded.

Backstage, Deng Junda salivated and put on a stubborn posture.

If it had been left in normal times, Shu Ange would have grabbed his collar and thrown people out.

There were too many media reporters at the scene, and if she did this, she would be on the news, but Deng Junda, a toad, was jumping around, which was really annoying.

"Deng Junda, I said, if you pester me again, you can only see me at the police station."

Deng Junda was sure that Shu Ange would not make such a show when Aishang held a fashion conference, and said with a hippie smile: "Dai Zhen, it is said that it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a single family." The two of us are one step away from getting married, can't you forgive me for once? ”

He held up the flaming red roses and made a pitiful look: "Zhong Mengmeng and I really have nothing to do, she likes to drink and like clubbing, how can I fall in love with her." Daizhen, just forgive me. ”

Someone looked over here, Shu Ange hugged his arms and looked at Deng Junda with cold eyes.

"Mr. Lu, if you don't go over first, we'll persuade people to leave."

Xiao Wu touched the stitches and volunteered to drive away Deng Junda, a scumbag, for Shu Ange.

Deng Junda didn't know how to write the word "knowledge" at all, Shu Ange's resistance and disgust almost played it on a loop on the giant screen, and he also leaned up like a pug.

The bouquet of roses was sprayed with perfume, and the pungent smell was a headache.

"Dai Zhen, let's get back together......"

Deng Junda was fascinated by Shu Ange's new image, and muttered a sentence over and over again.

Ji Ruobai wore a white suit and tie diagonally, and came to Yarrow Mall with a group of bodyguards dressed in black.

Wearing a suit, he was a little mature in his ruffian, with a toned figure and a handsome face, which made the audience mistakenly think that Ji Ruobai was a special guest star invited by the organizer.

"Oh my God, Ai Shang also invited a celebrity to come over? I haven't heard anyone say it before, such a handsome male star, who knows what TV series he has filmed? ”

"looks so handsome, maybe it's a model, if it's a star who has filmed, it's already popular."

Ji Ruobai had long been accustomed to everyone's attention, and walked straight towards the backstage.

On the other side, Deng Junda was still chattering to express his love to Shu Ange, and his flattering look was simply disgusting.

"Daizhen, I love you forever. As long as you agree to marry me, I am willing to add your name to the real estate deed and give you a million bride price. ”

Ten years ago, a million bride price was still quite a lot.

It's a pity that Shu Ange hates Deng Junda, let alone one million, even if he takes out 10 billion, she won't look at him more.

Ji Ruobai was furious, and he traveled thousands of miles to Furong City to see his girlfriend.

Someone actually dug the foot of the wall in front of him?

With a waist as thick as a bucket and a belly like seven months pregnant, such a man was embarrassed to confess to Shu Ange.

Ji Ruobai opened her long legs, walked towards Shu Ange with full aura, and took her hand: "Congratulations, the fashion show was held very successfully." ”

Xiao Wu looked at him dumbfounded, and blurted out four words: "Prince Charming? ”