Chapter 1118

Mo Jincheng firmly grasped the cup, Fang Yuan had no way to get in.

She looks at Mo Jincheng, who seems to have picked up a treasure. She feels that the spirit in her heart has dissipated a lot.

Well, I have to admit that Fang Yuan doesn't know what anger is when he sees Mo Jincheng's face.

All he had left in his mind was that he gently touched her head and said, you fool.

Well.

I feel like I've been poisoned.

Under the stage, there are many people who have been watching Mo Jincheng films grow up.

I've never seen Mo Jincheng so happy when he received the prize.

Even a few years ago, when he won the best actor Oscar, he could see that he was very happy, but it was not like today, as if every cell was saying happy.

This is really the first time they have seen such a happy Mo Jincheng.

Even when he went to see his movies and TV series, even when he was doing his favorite business, he never showed such a happy smile.

It's because ink is very noble.

I think it's a pleasure to do charity.

Or for some other reason?

The people under the stage don't understand.

The people on the stage are very clear.

Next is the acceptance speech, two people have to say two words.

Mo Jincheng's is very simple: "as the host of the banquet, I am very happy to hold such a meaningful banquet. As the person who gives the most today, I am also very happy to contribute to charity. "

In a word, one minute is not enough.

The remaining four minutes, all to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng speechless.

This is the first time that she has stood on such a high stage. Mr. Gong never told her that there is still this link.

So she didn't know what to say.

Mo Jincheng gives her an encouraging look, and then hands the microphone to Fang Yuan.

His movements are very gentle, his eyes are very gentle, and his aura is not as low as when he first came up.

It seems that the whole person has relaxed and enjoyed the present state.

Fang Yuan is completely speechless.

She really didn't know what to say, so she came up without typing.

An Qing, who was standing on one side, also saw that Fang Yuan was not prepared at all, with a proud smile on her face.

This country bumpkin is going to make a fool of himself again.

Seeing her make a fool of herself, an Qing's mood became very happy.

In any case, only the square is not good, she is happy.

As long as the square is good, she can't be happy.

Fang Yuan looked at the eyes of the audience, sarcastic, jealous, disdainful.

In these overlapping eyes, only a pair of eyes looked at her kindly.

That's the lady's eye.

Fang Yuan nodded, as if nodding to Lin An'an. After nodding, Fang Yuan's eyes fell on the microphone in front of him.

She pursed her lips and said with a smile: "in fact, this is my first time to stand on such a high stage. Mr. Mo has given me this opportunity. I thank him very much. He is not only my good teacher, but also my good friend. Today, I am surprised that he can buy this ring, and it is at such a high price.

Maybe even the client didn't expect that his ring would sell at such a high price today. Thank you

She turns her head and looks at Mo Jincheng. Her eyes seem to have streamer pouring down.

At that moment, it was the only time that she had just looked at Mo Jincheng with such a high profile in a public place.

Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, this is just the girl's warm eyes to the object of worship.

No other meaning.

However, an Qing clearly knows that they are secretly showing their love.

I really don't miss any moment.

Hum!

One day, she throws the divorce certificates of these two people on Fang Yuan. Then she takes out the wedding photos of herself and Mo Jincheng and shows them off in front of her.

I believe this day is not far away.

As long as my grandfather keeps putting pressure on me, brother Mo will bow his head one day.

It's not ten years ago.

Grandfather's body is not as strong as ten years ago.

So she is confident that one day she will marry into Mohism and become Mrs. Mohist!

The audience under the stage looked at the two people's eyes, as if they saw the deep love between men and women in the idol drama.

All of a sudden, everyone was quiet.

Girls holding face, quietly looking at the two people on the stage.

The boy put down his gag smile and showed his serious eyes.

There are two words of vision in everyone's eyes.

The surrounding atmosphere, from the beginning of the noisy become sweet.Fang Yuan did not expect that the atmosphere suddenly became like this, so he coughed softly: "I think, now in the sky, my sister-in-law, will also be very grateful for your donation of 100 million. So I have to take the place of my sister-in-law. Thank you.

May there be no pain in heaven, and may everyone's love finally get married. "

As soon as Fangyuan's voice fell, the microphone in her hand was taken away by a pair of cold hands. She looked at Mo Jincheng who had taken the microphone strangely and didn't understand what he was going to do?

Mo Jincheng's voice was like a bird's call in the square's surprised eyes, in the light of water, in all the quiet space. It rang out slowly in the meeting: "I like your last words very much. May there be no pain in heaven, and everyone's love will finally become a family."

Fang Yuan looks at his Mo Jincheng in surprise. His heart beats, like thousands of fireworks are running up and out of brilliant flowers.

What does this sentence mean?

Mo Jincheng has taken Fang Yuan's hand and walked to the other two groups.

Fang Yuan is stupefied, letting Mo Jincheng pull forward.

All the uneasiness seems to be smoothed out in this way.

Angry want to pretend and Gao Zhan and hot thoughts, as if never formed in my mind.

Fang Yuan stares at the man in front of him, and suddenly he really wants to laugh.

What charm does this man have in the end, can let her so thoroughly, have no scruples to hand over oneself.

She wants to ask the heart, first said to her, you ask the body.

She obediently to ask the body, the body said, you go to ask the heart.

Later, Fang Yuan knew that there was no way to give her an answer, either in body or in heart.

"OK, next we're going to take photos. Well, please move closer."

The photographer's voice suddenly rang out, intending to be confused.

She lowered her head and looked at the hand they still held together. Her nose was sour.

"It's going to be photographed."

"Well."

Mo Jin Cheng light way, hold her hand, more effort.

Fang Yuan frowned at him.

Mo Jincheng said in a voice that only they could hear: "Fang Yuan, I..."

"Square and round." An Qing's voice suddenly rang out, "can I change my position with you?"