There were many sighs.
No matter which way they look, they are a perfect match. Therefore, no one would like to see a joke. On the contrary, they are congratulated and envied.
"It doesn't matter. Miss Qingchen doesn't have to be shy."
"We all know We all know... "
Reporters silently take photos, and then take shorthand on the exposure of love copy, ready to make big news.
Mu late Qing a burst of helpless, "what do they understand?"
Why doesn't she know anything?
Night Yu Chen thin lips light hook, he raised his hand to fall on the head of Mu Wanqing, very naturally rubbed her head, "sorry everyone, she is a little shy, you are at will."
Mu Wanqing
What shyness? She's not shy!
No, the question is, what is she shy about?
"Yeyuchen, you..." Mu Wanqing shakes his head like a rattle and shakes the hand of Ye Yuchen.
She suddenly got up. She wanted to retort, but her head suddenly became dizzy. She staggered backward and didn't stand firm.
The night imperial Chen immediately stretches out hand to embrace her waist, will she circle into the bosom, "how, the body isn't comfortable?"
He frowned and looked at her mask, but he couldn't tell what she looked like now, but his heart began to pull.
Mu Wan tilted his head, "it's OK, I get up too fast."
She closed her eyes and felt as if her heart had emptied at the moment when she got up.
If it were not for the mask, the pale face would be exposed.
However, this scene, in the eyes of the media, has become a love interaction between them, which was recorded by the camera.
"Di Shao and miss Qingchen are really in love!"
"What an enviable couple! I wish emperor Shao and miss Qingchen will be united and have a noble son as soon as possible... "
Mu Wanqing squeezed out a smile, and his voice was also slightly weak. "Everyone is too gossipy. I'd better look forward to my concert."
After hearing that, Qingchen still doesn't admit his love affair. The media reporters are obviously disappointed, but they don't ask for it any more.
After all, underground love is common in the entertainment industry.
"If you don't have any problems, this is the end of today's media meeting. Miss Qingchen is going to have a rest."
Qiao Wei realizes that Mu Wanqing is not right, so she opens her mouth in a hurry and gives Xiang Yang another look.
"Please the mass media and fans, wipe your eyes, do not rely on what the so-called purple Swan bracelet to judge the authenticity." Xiangyang added, "miss Qingchen has always convinced people with her works."
There was a warm applause in the meeting hall.
Xiangyang immediately sent the media away to do the follow-up PR processing and finishing work, while Qiao Wei stayed with Mu Wanqing.
"Are you all right?" She asked in a low voice.
Mu late Qing gently shakes his head, still some nervous, for fear that the night imperial Chen of the body side sees what clue.
She holds the man's big palm, palm slightly cool, "let's go home, today can not go to the old house?"
"Well." Night Yu Chen tiny nod, "I accompany you to go to the hospital."
He has to have a physical examination before he can rest assured.
But mu Wanqing's heart was suddenly surprised, and he pulled his hand away from the big palm. "What do you do in the hospital?"
She just really just got up so fast that she felt dizzy.
"I'm not sure." The night imperial Chen tightens a face, Mo Mou holds light worry, "go to the hospital to check, won't be too long."
And Gong Lichuan mentioned her hypoglycemia before
He was not at ease with all these things, so he had to go to the hospital to have a check, and he accompanied her.
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