As Yan Xiluo's voice fell slightly, the first applause came from an unknown corner, and then those applause seemed to be contagious, and exploded in the crowd, and soon brought together a piece of it, resounding like thunder like applause.
Some crazy fans even shouted loudly, "Yan Yan is right, you are so beautiful, everything you say is right!"
"That's right, the clothes I designed are so beautiful, everything I say is right!"
Prolonged shouts sounded around the booth. Hearing these compliments, Yan Xiluo's face turned slightly red, and she became very embarrassed.
But it was precisely because of this coquettish redness that she looked more and more charming.
She opened her hands and waved towards the auditorium, wanting to signal the audience to be quiet, and then said modestly, "Thank you for your love and support for me. In fact, I am really ordinary, just luckier. .I……"
Yan Xiluo suddenly stopped in the middle of her words. She stared at the first row of the auditorium with bewildered eyes, feeling her mind went blank. There are only three words left in my mind, Qiao Moli.
Just when she was giving a speech for the first time in her life, she saw her doomed doom - Qiao Moli. Although he was wearing wide sunglasses at the moment, his fiery eyes seemed to be fixed on her body through the thick sunglasses, stubborn and hot.
She has thought and imagined many times in her mind how she would reunite with Qiao Moli in her lifetime, but she never thought that it would be under such circumstances.
And Qiao Moli knew clearly that Yan Xiluo had seen him, and he slowly took off the sunglasses covering his face, the corner of his mouth raised the smile that Yan Xiluo was most familiar with, and silently and affectionately uttered two words, "Luoluo."
Although these two words did not make a sound, Qiao Moli knew that Yan Xiluo could understand them. His wife has always been so good, so understanding. If reason hadn't reminded him, he wished he could rush up and hug the wife he misses day and night on the spot, and tell her how he misses her and the pain he can't think of...
But right now he doesn't want to do anything, he just wants to quietly look at his wife, admire her beauty in the prosperous age, and freeze her most perfect image in his heart.
If possible, he even hopes that time can be frozen at this moment forever, looking at his beloved wife like this forever, and never having to worry about her running away in the next moment.
The moment their eyes met, all the time was frozen, and only the eyes of the two of them were left in the world, in the lingering love. There is resentment, accusation, affection, annoyance, longing, and reproach in those eyes... full of tenderness that can only be understood between too many lovers.
The audience at the scene were a little confused. They didn't know why the beautiful woman on the stage suddenly became silent, and they started to discuss.
Ning Donghang in the background also heard something was wrong. He quickly looked at the big screen and found that Yan Xiluo was looking down at the auditorium. Row.
"Xiluo? Xiluo? It's live broadcast now, you have to cheer up, you can't be distracted in the middle like this. Cheer up and finish this perfect fashion show, and we'll talk about the rest after the end, okay?"
Ning Donghang was sweating in a hurry. In order to increase the popularity of the NL brand, this fashion competition was broadcast live. Countless viewers were participating in the interaction. If something happened at this time, it would be very detrimental to the image of the product.
Yan Xiluo heard Ning Donghang's words clearly, and it took almost all of her thoughts to forcefully withdraw her thoughts from Qiao Moli.
She tried her best to put on the perfect smile, and humbly continued to say the closing speech, "Thank you for watching this game, and I hope you can like the NL brand. We will announce the results of the competition on the official website after everyone votes. If you have any suggestions or dissatisfaction with our products, please visit our official website to leave a message. Your likes will be all the direction and motivation of our efforts, thank you again!"
Yan Xiluo had already tried her best to be perfect, but the eyes of Qiao Moli, who was sitting in the audience, seriously disturbed her, causing her to compress the original speech of a thousand words into a hundred words, and hastily ended the fashion contest .
The audience watching the game knew that there must have been a little accident just now, so they didn't take Yan Xiluo's running spirit to heart, and gave her warm applause, and then left the stage with more than enough satisfaction.
The audience in the venue had almost left one after another, but Yan Xiluo was still standing in the center of the stage, like a puppet, unable to move half a step away.
It's not that she doesn't want to go, but under Qiao Moli's gaze, she can't lift her feet at all. She just stood there silently, entangled with Qiao Moli's gaze silently in mid-air.
Qiao Moli didn't do anything, just stared straight at the lover in front of her, expressing her boundless yearning for her with her eyes.
It was very embarrassing for Lu Shaohua to accompany them, he couldn't help breaking the atmosphere and cleared his throat, "Ahem!"
Only then did Qiao Moli withdraw her gaze from staring at Yan Xiluo as if she had just woken up from a dream, and gave Lu Shaohua a vicious look.
But when he turned around, he realized that Yan Xiluo on the stage had disappeared, so he hurriedly said, "Ma'am!"
The voice of Mrs. was full of Qiao Moli's affection, crying like complaining, and Yan Xiluo's heart was pulled hard when he walked backstage.
However, she remembered the poisonous oath she had made, put away all the nostalgia in her eyes, turned around and put on a polite smile, facing Qiao Moli who was chasing up, "Mr. Qiao, long time no see!"
Qiao Moli was taken aback by the voice of Mr. Qiao, his heart was broken, he shook his head and slowly approached Yan Xiluo step by step, seeing the false smile on her face, his heart ached so much that he was about to suffocate.
This little fool, she has been stubbornly absconding for more than a year, just to never see him again, just to keep those bullshit vows she once made!
Does she know how much pain is in his heart? !
Qiao Moli slowly approached Yan Xiluo, seeing her more beautiful face than in memory, felt her chest suffocated.
She absconded silently, uh, for more than a year, just to never see him again, just to keep that silly vow she once made.
But, does she know how ridiculous and ridiculous this so-called oath is? !
A bitter smile rose on Qiao Moli's face, he slightly lifted his thin lips, and was about to take a step forward to hold her hand, this time he would not let her escape!
But as soon as he called out the word "Madam", he suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and he lay down on his back in a twitch.
"Third Young Master, Third Young Master?!" Lu Shaohua rushed over in fright, but he didn't have time to stop Qiao Moli from falling down. The tall Qiao Moli seemed to have suddenly lost his mind and fell straight to the ground.