The mahogany door of the lounge opened and closed.
Lin Moxun came in from the door and looked at Bo Junchen. Thinking of Jinghan's expression when he left, he couldn't help but wonder: "Miss Bo..."
"She's fine." Turning his eyes, Bo Junchen asked lightly: "Has the invitation been sent?"
"Yes, I sent it. The other party replied and said that Mr. Lu and the others will attend the press conference on time." After a pause, Lin Moxun hesitated, and then said: "Mr. Bo, there is something I don't know whether I should say...
Miss, she doesn’t seem to be interested in Mr. Lu.”
Lowering his eyes, Bo Junchen stared thoughtfully at the glass of red wine.
Under the shadow, his angular face was as stunningly beautiful as a sculpture in an art exhibition hall.
"Who can say for sure about feelings?" Bo Junchen suddenly raised his head and said with an enigmatic smile: "Do you know Mofei's law? The more you don't want something to happen, the more it will happen..."
*
At this moment.
In the private dressing room, Bo Jinghan had done his hair and put on his dress.
The dedicated makeup artists on the side, under Fiona's command, applied makeup on her in an orderly manner.
"Miss Bo, do you think this is satisfactory?"
Makeup artist's assistant, move the mirror quickly.
Bo Jinghan lazily raised his eyes and glanced at himself in the mirror.
The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and the right eye makeup highlighted her already exquisite eyes, making them even more radiant.
"Miss Bo is a natural beauty, I feel itchy just looking at her!"
What the makeup artist said was definitely not a compliment.
Bo Jinghan's foundation is indeed good, and his skin is in its best years. He can look pure and charming even without makeup.
In order to match today's occasion, Bo Jinghan, who put on makeup, looked more like a noble princess, charming and elegant, yet elegant and solemn. Not to mention men, even she, a woman with absolutely no problem with her sexual interest, was about to fall in love with her!
"Okay, okay, let's pack up and go out, let Cynthia take a rest." Seeing that the makeup artist was almost drooling, Fiona, the bossy sister, showed her power and kicked the makeup artist out.
Turning around, he heard Jinghan Bo sneezing.
"Cynthia, are you catching a cold?" Fiona looked at her worriedly and frowned slightly.
Bo Jinghan wrinkled his pretty nose uncomfortably.
Who is scolding her?!
Then she thought about the wedding of the Shang and Ye families, and the expressions of those people as if they had swallowed flies, and she felt much better.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Bo Jinghan looked up at her: "How long until it starts?"
Fiona raised her wrist and looked at her watch: "There's still half an hour left, you can take a break."
She rushed here right after getting off the plane, she must be very tired!
"I'm fine." Patted the stool beside him, "Fiona, stop being busy, come here and take a rest!"
Sitting down, Fiona couldn't bear the loneliness and started gossiping about Bo Jinghan.
But Bo Jinghan's mouth was too strict and it failed to satisfy her curiosity at all.
Sighing, Fiona lowered her head sadly. But she didn't know what she thought of. She suddenly sat up straight and leaned over, mysteriously gossiping: "Cynthia, do you still like that scum... uh, is that the groom today?
?I think he still has lingering feelings for you!"
"He?" Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "He and Ye Jiaojiao are a perfect match!"
Green tea and a scumbag—not a perfect match can be a bad match!
As for whether he likes it or not, Bo Jinghan almost doesn't have to think about it.
Because - I never liked it!
"Then... what kind of man do you like?" Fiona looked at Jinghan Bo curiously and asked tentatively.
Bo Jinghan narrowed his eyes, turned his face slightly for a while, and stared at her with a quiet smile, but his eyes gave people an unpredictable and strange look.
Keep it secret! The mahogany door of the lounge opened and closed.
Lin Moxun came in from the door and looked at Bo Junchen. Thinking of Jinghan's expression when he left, he couldn't help but wonder: "Miss Bo..."
"She's fine." Turning his eyes, Bo Junchen asked lightly: "Has the invitation been sent?"
"Yes, I sent it. The other party replied and said that Mr. Lu and the others will attend the press conference on time." After a pause, Lin Moxun hesitated, and then said: "Mr. Bo, there is something I don't know whether I should say...
Miss, she doesn’t seem to be interested in Mr. Lu.”
Lowering his eyes, Bo Junchen stared thoughtfully at the glass of red wine.
Under the shadow, his angular face was as stunningly beautiful as a sculpture in an art exhibition hall.
"Who can say for sure about feelings?" Bo Junchen suddenly raised his head and said with an enigmatic smile: "Do you know Mofei's law? The more you don't want something to happen, the more it will happen..."
*
At this moment.
In the private dressing room, Bo Jinghan had done his hair and put on his dress.
The dedicated makeup artists on the side, under Fiona's command, applied makeup on her in an orderly manner.
"Miss Bo, do you think this is satisfactory?"
Makeup artist's assistant, move the mirror quickly.
Bo Jinghan lazily raised his eyes and glanced at himself in the mirror.
The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and the right eye makeup highlighted her already exquisite eyes, making them even more radiant.
"Miss Bo is a natural beauty, I feel itchy just looking at her!"
What the makeup artist said was definitely not a compliment.
Bo Jinghan's foundation is indeed good, and his skin is in its best years. He can look pure and charming even without makeup.
In order to match today's occasion, Bo Jinghan, who put on makeup, looked more like a noble princess, charming and elegant, yet elegant and solemn. Not to mention men, even she, a woman with absolutely no problem with her sexual interest, was about to fall in love with her!
"Okay, okay, let's pack up and go out, let Cynthia take a rest." Seeing that the makeup artist was almost drooling, Fiona, the bossy sister, showed her power and kicked the makeup artist out.
Turning around, he heard Jinghan Bo sneezing.
"Cynthia, are you catching a cold?" Fiona looked at her worriedly and frowned slightly.
Bo Jinghan wrinkled his pretty nose uncomfortably.
Who is scolding her?!
Then she thought about the wedding of the Shang and Ye families, and the expressions of those people as if they had swallowed flies, and she felt much better.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Bo Jinghan looked up at her: "How long until it starts?"
Fiona raised her wrist and looked at her watch: "There's still half an hour left, you can take a break."
She rushed here right after getting off the plane, she must be very tired!
"I'm fine." Patted the stool beside him, "Fiona, stop being busy, come here and take a rest!"
Sitting down, Fiona couldn't bear the loneliness and started gossiping about Bo Jinghan.
But Bo Jinghan's mouth was too strict and it failed to satisfy her curiosity at all.
Sighing, Fiona lowered her head sadly. But she didn't know what she thought of. She suddenly sat up straight and leaned over, mysteriously gossiping: "Cynthia, do you still like that scum... uh, is that the groom today?
?I think he still has lingering feelings for you!"
"He?" Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "He and Ye Jiaojiao are a perfect match!"
Green tea and a scumbag—not a perfect match can be a bad match!
As for whether he likes it or not, Bo Jinghan almost doesn't have to think about it.
Because - I never liked it!
"Then... what kind of man do you like?" Fiona looked at Jinghan Bo curiously and asked tentatively.
Bo Jinghan narrowed his eyes, turned his face slightly for a while, and stared at her with a quiet smile, but his eyes gave people an unpredictable and strange look.
