CEO Above, Me Below

Sending a text message, she puts the phone back.

The wedding ceremony ended in front of her, and she didn't see the whole process.

The happy music of the wedding sounded, and the flute took the smile of Mu Qianchu’s arms and walked outwards. Step by step, the two had only one other.

Everyone gave a blessing to the applause, and there was a lot of envy.

Mu Qianchu suddenly squatted under his feet, but he quickly stood still and walked forward when nothing happened.

No one found this episode, everything went on the line.

This most-watched wedding will be held in the island of the Cloud for seven days, so that guests can have fun and carry the romance to the end.

In the past, when Xiao Nian had not had time to eat something, he was taken to take pictures.

It is the time for the reporter to interview.

The flute has been replaced with a purple mopping dress, and the hairstyle has changed. The person looks more charming and beautiful, and sits on the sofa with the arms of Mu Qianchu.

"Come, let's take a photo together."

A reporter shouted.

When Xiao Nian was pulled by the foster mother, a group of people stood behind their sofas and smiled at the camera, showing a scene of a happy family.

Knowing that she is the sister of the flute, the reporters asked the sisters to take pictures.

"Sister, come here." The flute immediately laughed and pulled through the little thoughts, pulling her aside and behaving intimately.

"Sister needs a make-up?"

The whistle immediately smiled and looked at the time, and the smile seemed to know what the little thoughts were.

"No, I will get skin allergies when I make up. Just take it."

The flute echoed on the side. "Yeah, but you have to take a pretty look at my sister, or I won't spare you."

The reporters gave a burst of laughter.

The two stood by a floor lamp and took pictures.

When Xiao Nian was the first time to see the whistle smiled so sweetly to her, it was really an actor, when Xiao Nian was reluctant to cooperate.

When the flute touched her hand from time to time, she hugged her, and raised her face to kiss her face, moving all kinds of sisters.

When Xiao Nian didn't have such a good acting, she could only laugh at the camera and smile with a stiff face.

"You still know what you are doing today. It’s not good enough to be so early, and it won’t be rebellious. You can’t fight me, why bother.”

When the flute kissed her face, she said it with the voice that only two people could hear.

""

Xiao Nian still smiled stiffly at the camera, a word was not said.

She has never been fighting with her own sister, but she wants to regain her memory at the beginning, but unfortunately the flute does not understand.

"Well, Shidi, that is your single interview time. Can you tell us how hard the wedding preparations are?" asked the reporter.

The flute was pulled aside to do a separate interview.

Friends and family are also busy taking photos.

When Xiao Nian finally could breathe a sigh of relief, he walked to the corner and poured a glass of water. In the light, a figure crashed towards her.

She quickly reached out and held the other side, and fixed her eyes. It was Murqin’s face that stood a little ugly.

"are you OK"

When Xiao Nian missed his hand, he pulled back his hand.

"Maybe I haven't taken any quantitative drugs recently, and the headache is heavier than the previous two days." Mu Qianchu said, his hand pressed his forehead and his voice was a little weak.

"Then you sit for a while." Xiao Nian said, handing the water in his hand to him.

"Thank you."

Mu Qianchu smiled at her and her lips were a little white.

It may be that she is really no longer entangled, and he is no longer so cold to her.

"Nothing." When Xiao Nian looked at the relatives and friends in the area, she turned and wanted to leave. She didn't want to stay with Mu Qianchu to get gossip.

Give up and give up thoroughly.

She was leaving, but Mu Qianchu suddenly said, "Sorry, can you help me with another cup?"

""

When Xiao Nian had to fold back, he took the empty cup that he had already drunk in his hand and poured it into a cup. When he saw his brows close, he couldn’t help but ask, "How long have you been in this headache? It doesn't matter."

"It’s like this after the craniotomy. It’s nothing.”

Mu Qianchu said that the voice was a little weak.

It hasn't been for many years since the operation. It turns out that he has been taking medicine.

When Xiao Nian licked his lips, "Yes, have you been taking this medicine for a long time?"

The flute is still pregnant.

Is it okay for men to take medicine?

"The doctor said that it didn't affect." Mu Qianchu said, reaching out to take the cup and drinking it, the pain was relieved a little. He looked up and looked at the time and suddenly laughed. "I didn't expect the two of us to talk so calmly." ""

In his memory, he knows the most is the stalker of Xiao Nian, and he is disgusted.

He also prevented her from making trouble at the wedding, but so far, she has not shown any signs of destruction at all, so he can’t hate it.

""

When Xiao Nian was low and didn't speak, she looked over there.

I saw that the flute was being interviewed, and I used to play with my hair from time to time. Every time I fiddled, I looked at them once and looked ugly.

When Xiao Nian looked in his eyes, he said nothing, and a person walked away silently.

When Xiaonian returned to the resort's wooden house, he feedd the pigeons by the window and did not go out until the evening.

First, she wants to keep a low profile;

Second, she is still low-key.

They are not good when they go out to meet the flute, it’s not good to go out and meet the palace.

The foster mother was gratified and saddened by her act of shutting herself in the room, secretly wiping several tears.

"You don't go to the dinner party, I will help you bring the dinner in advance."

The foster mother walked into the room with a plate.

"Thank you mom." When Xiao Nian finished his hand and sat down, it was a fragrant steak. She picked up the knife and fork and cut the side. "Mom, you can help me contact the yacht. I will leave first." ”

“Go away now” the foster mother looked at her in surprise. “It’s the first day of the wedding today.”

Starting tomorrow, Shidi also arranged a series of activities.

"Yeah." Xiao Nian smiled and said, "I have left a photo shoot, can cope with the media, and the dinner tonight is only for relatives and friends, I don't care."

"But"

"You can contact me, I still have work done, I want to go early." Shi Xiaonian said, she did not want to stay on this island again.

"okay then."

The foster mother nodded.

When Xiao Nian was eating a row, the mobile phone placed aside kept vibrating.

"Your mobile phone is ringing." The foster mother said.

When Xiao Nian had to put down the knife and fork to get the mobile phone, the fingertips slipped, okay, it was a text message sent by Gong Ou, and she had not read several stories.

This man is really boring.

When Xiao Nian could not find a suitable adjective to describe him, he was not too busy, why do you send her a text message.

She simply shut down the phone, then ate the steak, and urged the foster mother to contact the yacht to go to the dinner.

The time is getting late.

Outside the window, the dark night is in the fog, don't have a view.

When Xiao Nian simply packed up the squat bag, he went out and stepped on the moon in the resort to go to the beach.

Far from the sound of music, is the general direction of the big hotel.

The entire building of the Grand Hotel displays the light words of “iloveyou”, and the deep feelings are there, and there is a lively blessing for a new couple.

When Xiao Nian looked at it from afar, he left by bicycle.

There are dozens of yachts parked by the sea. They are different in size and are parked on the shore. The lights are like a diamond necklace on the beach at night.

"No. 23."

When Xiaonian put the bicycle aside, he looked around with his bag.

The foster mother said that the yacht she contacted was No. 23, and she could leave without a yacht. No. 23, which one is it?

When Xiao Nian looked at the ship, he suddenly found the words "Princess 23" printed on a yacht. She was happy and pulled her legs forward.

"My yacht is here, where are you going?"

A cool voice fluttered down the wind.

""

When Xiao Nian’s body suddenly became stiff, he slowly turned around.

Not far away, an orange Lamborghini roadster parked there, Miyako sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with one hand, the shirt was dazzling in the night, a pair of black eyes looked at her, the lips were slightly hooked It’s like laughing and laughing.

"Mr. Gong, Gong Gong"

When Xiao Nian had a difficult smile, he gave him a smile.

Is this man too ecstasy?

This is not going to go.

"What is the guilty conscience?" Gong Ou stared at her, her eyes were sharp, she saw everything, and her voice was cold.

"How come, I have something to be guilty."

"For example, if you are here, I am not sitting on my yacht, but I am going to take another seat." Miyao dismantled her thoughts.

"how is this possible"

When Xiao Nian smiled even more, the man walked over to his car. "I just looked for your yacht. I thought it was there."

""

Gong Ou sneered aloud, so she looked at her step by step, and did not refute, but her eyes were clearly said: You pretend, you reload.

"I don't know which boat Mr. Gong's yacht is," Xiao Nian asked as he stood next to his super run.

"follow me"

Gong Ou Dao, push the car to get off the bus, reach out and grab her arm, drag her forward.

When I came closer, I found that Miyau's yacht was the biggest and most exaggerated one in all. White, the lights were especially bright, and Feng De and a row of bodyguards stood on them, bowing towards them and stopping there. It is the show of the red fruit.

"You came on a yacht today," asked Xiao Nian.

She knows that this is not the yacht of the Mu family, because there is no word printed with the princess.

"Go up."

Miyao dragged on when he was dragging.

As soon as the people went up, the yacht slowly started, drove off the beach, drove to the deep sea, and turned white water waves on the sea. For a while, a long line was drawn.