Sweet Wife Threw Herself Into Arms - C53

“Yi jie, it’s time to get off work!” He said hello to her before he left.

Li Mengqi looked at her watch and realized that it was already 6 o’clock.

Time flew!

She no longer had the mood to work overtime. She also carried her bag and left the television station.

The afterglow of the setting sun scattered down bit by bit. The entire bustling city was dyed a golden color as the autumn leaves danced in the wind.

At this time, many people had just finished their work. As a result, more and more people appeared on the streets. The streets were bustling with activity, and were bustling with activity.

Li Mengqi aimlessly strolled along the street, looking at the scenery along the street. Unconsciously, she arrived at the main entrance of Fenghua Group.

“Heavens, am I crazy?”

A flash of chagrin crossed her pretty face, and then a few young men from the group of interstellar employees recognized her and greeted her with great excitement, even demanding an autograph. Li Mengqi was not in a position to refuse, so she could only take the pen and paper that the other person handed to her, and satisfy each and every one of their wishes.

After finally leaving Fenghua Group, she walked to a crossroads. At this moment, a piece of entertainment news was being broadcasted on the large LED screen of the opposite department store, successfully stopping everyone in their tracks.

Li Mengqi raised her head just in time to see the screen switch to a man. Countless reporters were competing to interview him.

The man wore white clothes and pants, and on his handsome face that was unmatched in his generation, there was a hint of a smile, like the moonlight. It made people feel close but unreachable.

“Wow, so it really is the God of Moonlight, Lu Zhichen. He’s just too handsome!”

“Well, it’s a pity that he’s far away in New York. If only he could come and develop in China!”

“Don’t be silly, how could such a high and mighty Prince piano be willing to give up on the international stage?”

Li Mengqi stood on the spot, quietly looking at him.

“Max, hello! “I am a reporter from Hong Kong. I have news that the first stop of your world tour will be in Hong Kong. Is there any special meaning to it?”

“Hong Kong is my hometown, to be able to perform there is my dream.” Lu Chenchen smiled. Looking into the camera’s eyes, her expression was as gentle as water. It was as if she was looking through the lens at a certain person.

Li Mengqi’s body trembled unconsciously. Before she could react, her phone rang in her bag. It was Fang Menglin.

“Honey, I saw the news. Max is going to Hong Kong. I don’t care, you have to accompany me to see his concert.” Fang Menglin sounded especially cheerful. She was Lu Kuochen’s super talent, New York was too far away and it would be difficult for her to catch up. With so many people close to Hong Kong, how could she miss it?

“I have to see if I can schedule it when the time comes. If I happen to see a recording of a program, I won’t be able to do anything.” Li Mengqi answered truthfully.

“That’s true. Don’t worry, it will definitely work. I’m telling you, I’m going to stay with him at the same hotel this time, and then I’m going to climb the pipes. ”

“Puff …”

Li Mengqi laughed and chatted with Fang Menglin for a while before hanging up.

“Boss, Lord Li is over there. Do you want to pick her up?” Not far away, in a Rolls-Royce waiting for a traffic light, Chang sat in the driver’s seat and respectfully asked for instructions from Qi Junhao, who was sitting in the backseat.

“No need, let’s go!” Qi Junhao looked away and spoke plainly, but his handsome face remained calm and expressionless. As Zhang Chi’s trusted aide, he knew that his boss was not in a good mood. No, it was because he had been in a bad mood for the past few days!

Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to find Li Mengqi and make the Boss happy, but who knew …

Sigh, it seems like the culprit is this beautiful female broadcaster.

But wasn’t it fine when the program was broadcast that day?

“The green light is on.” Qi Junhao’s slightly impatient voice pulled Zhang Chi back from his trance. He apologized, and the luxurious car quickly started up again, drowning in the traffic.