Young Master Fu’s Unexpected Cute Wife - Chapter 1148

Invited to a charity photo exhibition.

The organizer of the exhibition is a retired second-line photographer, surnamed Xin. Xinlao didn’t have much friendship with Shengyan originally, but he had some feelings with Shengyan’s tutor. Now Shengyan’s price is rising. The other party invited Shengyan to participate, which means “platform”.

Once the first lady returned to the altar, now there are not only Sheng Jiyang and Cyril family, but also her own honor.

Sheng Jiyang didn’t show up, but he took a seven figure photo in the name of Sheng Yan, which made Sheng Yan more popular.

“Miss Sheng, who are you looking at over there?” A famous lady came to Sheng Yan and pointed out the direction of the gate.

Sheng Yan doesn’t have any impression on the other side, but you can see from the look on the other side’s eyebrows: the other side doesn’t like themselves.

At the gate.

Mu Qichen came in wearing a silver gray suit. She was tall and straight, and had a strong air. She caught the attention of the public almost in the first moment.

Xinlao immediately welcome up, and mu Qichen talk about what, and to Mu Qichen introduce a young girl around him.

“That woman is Xinlao’s granddaughter. It’s said that she has been secretly in love with muqichen.”

“That’s what you want to say?” Now there are so many people, rolling their eyes has a little influence on their image, and they hold back, “there are so many people who secretly love mu Qichen, I’m not interested in knowing.”

Sheng Yan talks and subconsciously looks at mu Qichen. Miss Xin is smiling and talking with mu Qichen, with a coquettish look between her eyebrows.

“Well! You just have to show off The other side snorted coldly, didn’t see any anger or jealousy from Sheng Yan’s face, and walked away with high heels.

Sheng Yan thought about it carefully. Why does the other party feel this way.

It seems to be true. Some time ago, the outside world thought that when she was ill, mu Qichen never visited her in an open capacity. However, only the documentary members knew about going to the northwest to make a documentary. Now the documentary has not been released, and all the things during the shooting need to be kept secret.

These people naturally don’t know what happened between themselves and muqichen.

“What are you looking at?” Sun Jiadong came over with a glass of red wine and saw mu Qichen with Sheng Yan’s eyes, “ah, he.”

“Why are you here?” Sheng Yan looks at Sun Jiadong unexpectedly. She remembers that sun Jiadong doesn’t understand photography at all.

“Picture my mother.” Sun Jiadong said with a smile, “Yan’er, you don’t know that muqichen has become a hot potato these days. Many aristocratic families want to marry their daughter to muqichen. The Chen family, who spoke to you just now, also wants to marry mu Qichen. Mu Qichen hasn’t even seen anyone. ”

Sun Jiadong had a look of “you have a lot of enemies”.

Sheng Yan suddenly realized, “no wonder she came to find fault.”

Sun Jiadong was speechless. “It’s not just mu Qichen that people find fault with you. She wanted to get a place in Berkeley before, but the school chose you and didn’t want her. As a result, you didn’t go to school. She hates you… You forgot?”

“I’m not impressed at all.” Sheng Yan was at a loss.

Sun Jiadong

No wonder those who hate Shengyan will hate her more and more. They regard Shengyan as a competitor, but what about Shengyan? Forget who the other party is!

Don’t respect your opponent at all!

“Here comes your terrible ex boyfriend. I’ll go first!” Sun Jiadong noticed mu Qichen’s side all the time. Seeing people coming here, he fled the scene for the first time.

I’m afraid that muqichen will hold on to himself – he counsels muqichen, and he’s afraid that muqichen will shake out his careful thinking about Shengyan.

Mu Qichen sees sun Jiadong’s back and squints.

As the waiter passed by, he took a stack of mousse cakes from the tray. During this period, a middle-aged man seemed to want to talk to Mu Qichen, but mu Qichen declined.

Mu Qichen stands in front of Sheng Yan and naturally hands him the mousse cake. “Look, you haven’t eaten.”

Almost for a moment, it was quiet for two or three meters.