Luo Mingxuan was stunned and asked doubtfully: "What Izawa Jiuzi, the recently rising Japanese star? I have no impression."
"It's not a star, it's..."
"I still have things to do, so I'm going back to the office first. If you're bored, go find Xiao Yan and do post-mixing for the new album."
With that said, Luo Mingxuan took the documents and left the press conference venue without looking back.
I don't know if it was Su Wanqing's misunderstanding, but Luo Mingxuan has been avoiding him since the morning.
He... had never been like this before.
Could it be that Luo Mingxuan and her mother had anything before plastic surgery?
Su Wanqing was shocked by this idea of hers.
After going to Xiao Yan's music studio for mixing, Su Wanqing was bored and drove to Luo Xichen's company.
When Su Wanqing arrived, he happened to meet Luo Xichen coming down from the company building.
Su Wanqing waved and Luo Xichen came over.
"It's rare to see you wearing a formal suit. Are there any events?"
Luo Xichen looked at the time and said: "One of my business partners is getting married today. I was invited to the church to attend the wedding. Wan Qing, please come with me."
"Er? So sudden?" Su Wanqing was a little at a loss, "But I don't even have a formal dress..."
"It doesn't matter, the mall is right in front, buy now."
Luo Xichen took Su Wanqing and picked out a light brown dress, which fit her very well.
When the two arrived at the wedding church venue, it was exactly fifteen minutes. The bride and groom were very polite to them, especially the bride, who was a fan of Su Wanqing. She happily asked her for an autograph, which made the groom, who was about to walk on the red carpet, dumbfounded.
.
The priest swore an oath and the two exchanged rings. At that moment, Su Wanqing's eyes showed a look of yearning.
"Do you like it?" Luo Xichen lowered his head and asked.
Su Wanqing nodded and said: "Which girl doesn't long for a dream wedding in her life? Put on a beautiful white gauze, walk on the red carpet, and let her father hand her hand into her husband's."
Luo Xichen looked at her with a smile and said, "We will also have that day."
Su Wanqing smiled bitterly: "I don't want it to be Luo Mingxuan who walks with me across the red carpet and puts my hand in yours."
"Why? Don't you want to get your parents' blessing, even though they are against us now." Luo Xichen was puzzled.
Su Wanqing lowered his head, looking a little sad, and said softly: "It is impossible for me to get the blessings of those two people."
One is her stepfather who has an inexplicable obsession with her, and the other is her mother who wants her to develop a relationship with her fiancé.
Luo Xichen frowned and said, "How can you be so pessimistic?"
Su Wanqing was silent.
"Come, let's go to the prayer room at the back of the church." As he said that, he took her and walked towards the back.
Passing through towering spiers, bypassing rows of high walls lined with statues of gods, stepping onto the fragrant wisteria corridor, we finally arrived at the back hill of the church.
At the bottom of the mountain, there is a prayer room, which is still a Gothic-style building. The tall, straight, ethereal and illusory image seems to be pointing directly at God, inspiring people to escape from this suffering and sin-filled world and rush to the "Paradise of Heaven"
”.
The two of them entered together and faced the god. Luo Xichen whispered in her ear: "I swear."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, folded it into a long strip, wrapped it around the ring finger of Su Wanqing's right hand, and said: "This is the order for the ring. I'm sorry, Wan Qing, I'm in a hurry.
I haven't gotten it yet." Luo Mingxuan was stunned and said doubtfully: "What Izawa Jiuzi, the recently rising Japanese star? I have no impression."
"It's not a star, it's..."
"I still have things to do, so I'm going back to the office first. If you're bored, go find Xiao Yan and do post-mixing for the new album."
With that said, Luo Mingxuan took the documents and left the press conference venue without looking back.
I don't know if it was Su Wanqing's misunderstanding, but Luo Mingxuan has been avoiding him since the morning.
He... had never been like this before.
Could it be that Luo Mingxuan and her mother had anything before plastic surgery?
Su Wanqing was shocked by this idea of hers.
After going to Xiao Yan's music studio for mixing, Su Wanqing was bored and drove to Luo Xichen's company.
When Su Wanqing arrived, he happened to meet Luo Xichen coming down from the company building.
Su Wanqing waved and Luo Xichen came over.
"It's rare to see you wearing a formal suit. Are there any events?"
Luo Xichen looked at the time and said: "One of my business partners is getting married today. I was invited to the church to attend the wedding. Wan Qing, please come with me."
"Er? So sudden?" Su Wanqing was a little at a loss, "But I don't even have a formal dress..."
"It doesn't matter, the mall is right in front, buy now."
Luo Xichen took Su Wanqing and picked out a light brown dress, which fit her very well.
When the two arrived at the wedding church venue, it was exactly fifteen minutes. The bride and groom were very polite to them, especially the bride, who was a fan of Su Wanqing. She happily asked her for an autograph, which made the groom, who was about to walk on the red carpet, dumbfounded.
.
The priest swore an oath and the two exchanged rings. At that moment, Su Wanqing's eyes showed a look of yearning.
"Do you like it?" Luo Xichen lowered his head and asked.
Su Wanqing nodded and said: "Which girl doesn't long for a dream wedding in her life? Put on a beautiful white gauze, walk on the red carpet, and let her father hand her hand into her husband's."
Luo Xichen looked at her with a smile and said, "We will also have that day."
Su Wanqing smiled bitterly: "I don't want it to be Luo Mingxuan who walks with me across the red carpet and puts my hand in yours."
"Why? Don't you want to get your parents' blessing, even though they are against us now." Luo Xichen was puzzled.
Su Wanqing lowered his head, looking a little sad, and said softly: "It is impossible for me to get the blessings of those two people."
One is her stepfather who has an inexplicable obsession with her, and the other is her mother who wants her to develop a relationship with her fiancé.
Luo Xichen frowned and said, "How can you be so pessimistic?"
Su Wanqing was silent.
"Come, let's go to the prayer room at the back of the church." As he said that, he took her and walked towards the back.
Passing through towering spiers, bypassing rows of high walls lined with statues of gods, stepping onto the fragrant wisteria corridor, we finally arrived at the back hill of the church.
At the bottom of the mountain, there is a prayer room, which is still a Gothic-style building. The tall, straight, ethereal and illusory image seems to be pointing directly at God, inspiring people to escape from this suffering and sin-filled world and rush to the "Paradise of Heaven"
”.
The two of them entered together and faced the god. Luo Xichen whispered in her ear: "I swear."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, folded it into a long strip, wrapped it around the ring finger of Su Wanqing's right hand, and said: "This is the order for the ring. I'm sorry, Wan Qing, I'm in a hurry.