When Su Wanqing got out of the car, she was faced with a swarm of reporters and countless flashlights.
Mr. Ren Hua's personal bodyguards supported the three of them into the premiere hall.
This premiere is a live TV broadcast, it's around seven o'clock now, and the real live broadcast starts at eight-thirty.
Most of the guests and audience were sponsors of the film and prominent figures in City X.
Su Wanqing was surprised to see Huang's figure. He had been directing the scenery. Even the director of "Dayin Dynasty" was respectful and kind to him.
"Wan Qing, Mr. Ren, you are here." The director pulled the two of them over confidently, "Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Huang, the biggest sponsor of this film."
"Hello, Mr. Huang." Ren Hua extended his hand politely.
Ren Hua is an actor and a kid from a wealthy family in this city. Everyone treats him with courtesy. Even the director respectfully calls him Mr. Ren. But when facing Huang, he is still respectful.
Su Wanqing was a little surprised and stared blankly at this mysterious man. He was still so cold, with no expression on his face.
"Long time no see." Huang did not look at Ren Hua, but his dark eyes fell on Su Wanqing.
Su Wanqing nodded awkwardly: "Yes, long time no see."
The one who is really embarrassed is Ren Hua. This is the first time he has been ignored.
"Do you know each other?" The director seemed surprised.
Su Wanqing smiled slightly: "I'm not very familiar with you, just a casual acquaintance."
Huang's ice sculpture-like face finally showed a slight fluctuation. He raised his eyebrows and stared at Su Wanqing, seeming to be slightly displeased.
Su Wanqing felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, and after chatting casually for a few words, she excused herself to go to the bathroom and left.
Said to be going to the bathroom, Su Wanqing actually just went to the empty corridor to get some fresh air, opened the window, and saw the bustling night scene outside.
"Wan Qing." A voice sounded from behind.
That voice was so familiar to her that it made her heart ache. Su Wanqing did not look back.
Luo Xichen stood behind her, his voice a little gloomy: "I know you don't want to see me, but I just want to talk to you."
He hadn't seen her for two days. He didn't have the face to return home, so he could only come to the premiere of her new drama as an audience.
Su Wanqing still remained silent.
She was speechless and her throat was sore and blocked.
She thought that as long as she walked out of the dark bedroom, she would be able to let go of everything. Unexpectedly, just hearing his voice now made her so sad that she couldn't breathe.
"I can't forgive myself." He stood behind her, his ice blue eyes filled with sadness, staring at her back, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand.
"I always say I like you, love you, and always say I want to protect you. I value Wan Qing more than anyone, anyone, anyone, but what did I do..."
Su Wanqing stood in front of the window, her body tense, her ears filled with his confessional words, her hands folded on her abdomen, twisting tightly.
"But I hurt you more than anyone else!" Luo Xichen's voice was very deep and hoarse, so hoarse that he didn't look like himself.
Su Wanqing's heart trembled, and something soft gradually emerged. She couldn't blame him, or even hate him cruelly.
She finally couldn't bear the torment in her heart, turned around slowly, and unexpectedly saw a sad face.
He cried.
Tears formed a line and slid down her cheeks. When Su Wanqing got out of the car, she was faced with a swarm of reporters and countless flashlights.
Mr. Ren Hua's personal bodyguards supported the three of them into the premiere hall.
This premiere is a live TV broadcast, it's around seven o'clock now, and the real live broadcast starts at eight-thirty.
Most of the guests and audience were sponsors of the film and prominent figures in City X.
Su Wanqing was surprised to see Huang's figure. He had been directing the scenery. Even the director of "Dayin Dynasty" was respectful and kind to him.
"Wan Qing, Mr. Ren, you are here." The director pulled the two of them over confidently, "Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Huang, the biggest sponsor of this film."
"Hello, Mr. Huang." Ren Hua extended his hand politely.
Ren Hua is an actor and a kid from a wealthy family in this city. Everyone treats him with courtesy. Even the director respectfully calls him Mr. Ren. But when facing Huang, he is still respectful.
Su Wanqing was a little surprised and stared blankly at this mysterious man. He was still so cold, with no expression on his face.
"Long time no see." Huang did not look at Ren Hua, but his dark eyes fell on Su Wanqing.
Su Wanqing nodded awkwardly: "Yes, long time no see."
The one who is really embarrassed is Ren Hua. This is the first time he has been ignored.
"Do you know each other?" The director seemed surprised.
Su Wanqing smiled slightly: "I'm not very familiar with you, just a casual acquaintance."
Huang's ice sculpture-like face finally showed a slight fluctuation. He raised his eyebrows and stared at Su Wanqing, seeming to be slightly displeased.
Su Wanqing felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, and after chatting casually for a few words, she excused herself to go to the bathroom and left.
Said to be going to the bathroom, Su Wanqing actually just went to the empty corridor to get some fresh air, opened the window, and saw the bustling night scene outside.
"Wan Qing." A voice sounded from behind.
That voice was so familiar to her that it made her heart ache. Su Wanqing did not look back.
Luo Xichen stood behind her, his voice a little gloomy: "I know you don't want to see me, but I just want to talk to you."
He hadn't seen her for two days. He didn't have the face to return home, so he could only come to the premiere of her new drama as an audience.
Su Wanqing still remained silent.
She was speechless and her throat was sore and blocked.
She thought that as long as she walked out of the dark bedroom, she would be able to let go of everything. Unexpectedly, just hearing his voice now made her so sad that she couldn't breathe.
"I can't forgive myself." He stood behind her, his ice blue eyes filled with sadness, staring at her back, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand.
"I always say I like you, love you, and always say I want to protect you. I value Wan Qing more than anyone, anyone, anyone, but what did I do..."
Su Wanqing stood in front of the window, her body tense, her ears filled with his confessional words, her hands folded on her abdomen, twisting tightly.
"But I hurt you more than anyone else!" Luo Xichen's voice was very deep and hoarse, so hoarse that he didn't look like himself.
Su Wanqing's heart trembled, and something soft gradually emerged. She couldn't blame him, or even hate him cruelly.
She finally couldn't bear the torment in her heart, turned around slowly, and unexpectedly saw a sad face.
He cried.
There were tears in a line, sliding down my cheeks.