The host just raised his hand to Luo Xiaoqian and made a gesture. The big screen behind them immediately lit up, and Leng Zimo's figure appeared on the screen.
"Welcome everyone to attend the closing ceremony of the film festival..."
Leng Zimo on the screen is wearing a suit and sitting on the balcony of the hospital bed. The gauze on his head has been removed. Under the influence of light and shadow, the wounds on his head are not visible at all, although he only has very short hair.
, but it does not affect his handsomeness and handsomeness. Facing the camera, he still has a strong aura.
Can you think of this method?
Luo Xiaoqian raised her lips slightly and breathed a sigh of relief. Just now she thought he would really appear at the scene!
Halfway through the scene, it suddenly turned into snowflakes, and then the screen went dark. Just when everyone was confused, Leng Zimo's voice sounded again.
"In addition, I want to make a special announcement here!"
The spotlight turned on, and on the right side of the stage, a figure suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.
He has a tall figure, a handsome face, and the light-colored top hat on his head to cover his wounds, which adds a bit of elegant gentlemanly temperament to him. The light-colored suit, dark purple bow tie and handkerchief, and purple gemstone cufflinks on his wrists all add to his elegance.
It echoes the dress and jewelry worn by Luo Xiaoqian.
The person who appeared in front of everyone was Leng Zimo.
The audience was startled, and then there were screams and whistles.
Luo Xiaoqian was directly petrified on the spot.
Everything was so sudden that even she didn't expect it.
Leng Zimo walked towards her, raised his hand and held her palm.
"The news I want to announce is that on the 16th of next month, my wife Luo Xiaoqian and I will have a make-up wedding. I hope everyone will bless us and that you can come and participate."
How could he let her face such a big thing alone?
After obtaining Shen Yizhou's consent, Leng Zimo specially prepared this surprise for Luo Xiaoqian.
Now that various rumors are spreading in the outside world, he will use this practical action to tell everyone.
He, Leng Zimo, is still alive and well. No one can touch either his Emperor Vision or his Luo Xiaoqian!
Letting the woman he loves the most face everything alone is definitely not something Leng Zimo would do.
There was thunderous applause from the audience, but Leng Zimo had already averted his gaze, raised his hand to bring her palm to his lips and kissed her. He took her into his arms and raised his hand to hold her face.
"I'm glad I came because you just performed so well!"
Then, his lips fell on hers.
The audience applauded for a long time.
Xu Xia clapped her hands, wiped her tears, and laughed, still teasing, "Leng Zimo is really good at romance, Smelly Xiaoqian, it makes me jealous to death!"
Leng Zirui raised his hand and handed over his handkerchief, "Wipe it quickly, your eyelashes are almost crying!"
"Fuck you!" Xu Xia smiled and took the handkerchief, "This is waterproof, it can't fall off!"
On the other side, Jiao Yang was also applauding. There was no gloomy expression on his face, just a bright smile.
"You're not jealous at all?" Mo Bei turned sideways and asked in his ear.
"I'm already jealous." Jiao Yang said with a smile.
Mo Bei shrugged, "If you want to cry, I can lend you a shoulder!"
