638: C638 My Wife Is the Best

C638 My Wife Is the Best

"No." Wanwan shook her head. "We can't eat much in the afternoon."

... "" Well, it was not that they did not have lunch time. It was that they did not even have lunch.

"They don't even have dinner?" Fu Sihan asked.

Wanwan nodded.

Of course, she could not eat it. Otherwise, it would cause her stomach to swell and affect her beauty.

Fu Sihan cursed in a low voice, "What kind of lousy job is this? Breaking the rules?"

Wanwan was just about to explain to him that not eating a meal did not affect her body much. At the same time, this was also a professional requirement. However, before she could say anything, her waist suddenly tightened.

Fu Sihan held Yan Wanwan's waist, turned around, and pressed her against Bugatti to kiss her.

"Oh!"

"Fu - Wuuuu!"

He kissed very fiercely, and it was filled with anxiety and longing for nearly ten days.

He wished that he could swallow Yan Wanwan into his stomach and melt her into his bone marrow, so that she could be with him at all times.

Fu Sihan had thought of trapping Yan Wanwan by his side for a few moments in the past, no matter what methods he used.

"I... I really have to go." Wanwan was kissed so hard that she could not stop looking at Fu Sihan. She could only stare at him blankly.

Fu Sihan held her face with one hand and wiped the liquid from the corner of her mouth with his thumb.

Wanwan felt his actions and her ears turned red. She quickly licked the corner of her mouth, afraid that she still had saliva outside.

Fu Sihan was provoked by her actions and his eyes became deep. "Yan Wanwan, you lure me again. I will throw you into the car and make you unable to come down."

"Who hooked..." Wanwan glared at him. She totally did not know that she was glaring at him at this moment. Her watery eyes were overflowing with light, and she was lovable and charming.

Fu Sihan took a deep breath. He felt that he had not thrown her into the car. He was really a good man with strong self-control.

Wanwan felt his WeChat and took the opportunity to push Fu Sihan away. She quickly took a few steps back and waved goodbye to Fu Sihan.

After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped. She turned around and saw that the man was still looking at her as if he was going to send her out of sight.

"Han, tonight it is my turn to return to the stage. Don't you have anything to encourage me?" Wanwan also did not know why she suddenly asked this question. Thinking about it, it was even a little hypocritical.

It was just that she suddenly remembered that when she was in her first and second years participating in the various competitions in the school, she would always meet boyfriend and girlfriend to encourage each other before going onto the stage.

Some were envious, and some wanted to experience it.

"What's there to encourage?" Fu Sihan sneered, "You're not going to compete for the championship."

Wanwan was speechless.

Fu Sihan casually continued, "Anyway, in my opinion, my wife is the best."

The stage was not a competition stage. Without the judges to give her points, she would be the first in his heart.

Even if there were judges scoring, if Yan Wanwan was not number one, then the judges would be blind.

Wanwan smiled faintly and her smile became thicker and thicker. She looked at Fu Sihan from a few meters away with curved eyebrows.

He definitely did not know that he had just said something extraordinary.

"Fu Sihan..." Wanwan said.

"Hmm?"

Wanwan ran back and quickly hugged Fu Sihan. Before Fu Sihan could react, she ran back to the backstage of the show.

Fu Sihan felt that his arms were empty again. When he ran away, he only felt the faint fragrance of a woman in his arms. Even his heart was empty.

He did not know if the short-lived hug was a reward or a punishment for him.

"Tsk." He was both angry and amused. He muttered to himself, "Baby, if you run any slower, I'm afraid you won't be able to return today."

Wanwan returned to the backstage. The other models had already started to make their appearances.

Although Xuan Ge did not put on makeup in the early stages, her business skills were powerful. In just a few hours, she finished with the makeup team and even proposed a few better models. At this time, she was moving the entire makeup team in an orderly manner. Her ability and the placings were there. The makeup team members were very convinced of her arrangement.

"Wanwan!" Xuan Ge saw Yan Wanwan and greeted her, "You sit by the side for a while. After I finish putting on this eye makeup, I will come and give you a styling."

As a model that was closing up, Xuan Ge was fully responsible for Yan Wanwan's styling.

The other model saw the grand and beautiful starry sky in Yan Wanwan's hands and quickly looked at each other.

Look! Look! The person who went to see just now was definitely not ordinary!

"Wanwan, who sent flowers?" Someone asked jokingly. His tone and expression clearly indicated that he wanted to gossip.

Wanwan originally did not want to reveal her private matters, but when she thought of Fu Sihan's appearance and the words he had said to throw a tantrum, she could not hide the smile in her eyes. She did not deliberately hide it, so everything was exposed.

"Wow!"

"I really want to find out what!"

"Me too! Hehehe!"

...

Everyone jeered, but they did not say anything.

Firstly, they had gotten along well with Yan Wanwan in the past two days. Secondly, Yan Wanwan had divorced Fu Sihan. Even if there was a new lover, it was normal. Thirdly, Guan Qingjiu and Sheng Yan's attitude towards Yan Wanwan was very clear and firm. If he did not get along with Yan Wanwan, he would be causing trouble for himself.

It was just that everyone was very curious who this man who gave Yan Wanwan flowers was.

Someone carefully looked at the packaging of the flowers. The gold powder that they bought seemed to be pure gold, low-profile and luxurious.

-

In the evening.

People who were watching the show arrived one after another.

This time, the rich second generation who snatched the invitation were mainly the people who came back from the summer camp. Without a doubt, they were there for Yan Wanwan alone.

A group of people gathered at the entrance of the exhibition hall. A row of top-class luxury cars lined up in a row.

There were no invitation letters, only the reporters who were waiting outside the venue were dazzled. The young men and women who got out of the car were all second-generation famous people in the industry. The group of people were talking and laughing. It was obvious that they had made an appointment.

"Young Master Tang, are you here to watch the show?" One of the entertainment reporters, who had some connections with Tang Quan, came forward and asked.

"Ah," Tang Quan replied, expressing his affirmation.1

"Then you and your friends are all here to watch the show?"

Tang Quan: "You only know how to talk nonsense?" The car had already been parked. If we don't come to watch the show, are we just passing by?

The other entertainment reporters keenly noticed the dot. The camera quietly faced over and listened attentively.

That reporter: "Excuse me, may I ask, who are you here to watch this show for? Are you friends with the designer, Wind?"

One thousand gold coins snatched the answer. "No, we are here for Wanwan!"

The other one thousand gold coins said, "Report more about Yan Wanwan. She is extremely beautiful, Yan Wanwan! She is the all-rounded Yan Wanwan! The goddess of the nation, Yan Wanwan! It's time for Yan Wanwan in the future! Rainbow fart! I will make it convenient for you if I need it later! "

After saying that, the group of people walked inside in a grandiose manner.

Entertainment reporters: "???"

What's going on here!?

Didn't they hear that Yan Wanwan was not popular in the circle of riches?

Yan Wanwan had been out of the fashion circle for a few months. Could it be that she had not gone to recuperate but had cultivated some kind of evil technique? Why did these proud and arrogant young masters and young ladies praise her like this?

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