The President's Favorite Stunning Beauty

Chapter 212 Remembering His Goodness Is Enough (1)
Did she get the role of Xue Yueliang so easily?
Is she dreaming?
Su Luo's question is actually the question that all the young and old here want to know the most.

Therefore, while Su Luo asked the exit.

The other people in the box in the Huarong Hall also calmed down and wanted to hear what Ren Yuxuan's series of emotions made them feel like they were churning in clouds.

Xia Mu has recovered from Su Luo's emotional drama.

She turned her head, her eyes as clear as water swept over the thoughtful faces of everyone in Huarong Hall.

Then he continued to sit quietly beside Wenren Yuxuan, without saying anything.

Under the halo of the glazed palace lantern, her little face, which looked more beautiful like a dream, was white and jade-like, and her expression was as calm and breezy as it was at the beginning.

Her attitude made some of the thoughts that had just arisen in the hearts of everyone present seem less certain again.

Wenren Yuxuan's sharp and deep eyes also swept over everyone, and then said in a low and calm voice.

"Mu'er is March."

When he said this, his voice was not cold at all.

Even, if the words he said hadn't resounded like a thunder in Huarong Hall.

Everyone else here must be able to see an expression on his handsome face that they have never seen on his face.

If that kind of expression falls in their eyes, it has a very unbeatable name, it's called pride!
That's right, pride!
It was a kind of deep and honorable pride that had never been shown on the face of the excellent Wenren Yuxuan, but now because of the woman beside him.

After Yin Si heard this sentence, an extremely amazing flash of light flashed in his sparkling peach eyes, and then quickly disappeared, and the half-smile on those thin lips became clear.

Song Lian's heart seemed to have found its belonging, and it started to fall heavily, but when it fell close to the ground, it gently let go.

When his eyes that often looked warm and wise looked at Xia Mu again, he had a very obvious appreciation.

Zhong Ming and Su Mo looked at each other, and both of them could see great surprise from each other's eyes.

Su Luo's peach blossom eyes with thin and narrow eyeliner were wide open to the limit.The delicate and three-dimensional small face became dull.

This is an unbelievable, unimaginable expression when seeing an idol, like falling into a dream like a pie falling from the sky.

Although everyone in Huarong Hall was greatly shocked in their hearts, except Su Luo.

No one had an expression on their faces that they thought Wenren Yuxuan was lying, or showed a rebuttal that clearly did not believe this fact.

Yes, knowing that the youngest talented writer in the country, Sanyue, is the stunningly beautiful woman in front of them, it would be a lie for them to say that they are not shocked or surprised.

However, everyone knows better.

First: Wenren Yuxuan will never lie.

Second: In fact, this beautiful girl in front of them, who seemed to have nothing to do with them at this time, also had a calmness that they couldn't help but be convinced.

Even now, they didn't understand where her calm, demure and refined temperament came from.

Afterwards, they couldn't help the sour pain in their hearts.

Holy crap, is Wenren Yuxuan, this damn face paralyzed, lucky?

Going out on a rainy day and having a small car accident not only bumped into a peerless beauty, well, they also recognized the peerless beauty.

However, why is this peerless beauty still a peerless talent?
Should this guy who was born a winner be so enviable?

"Really, really, this beauty, you are Sanyue herself? I'm not in a dream, this is my favorite and most admired writer. How can I be so lucky today? Not only did I get Xue Yueliang In this role, I also met Sanyue himself, oh my god, I'm so fucking lucky, will I be beaten if I tell him?"

The young and old over there haven't finished complaining in their hearts.

Su Luo, the fake son, couldn't help but screamed.

At this time, the sleek and smooth mahogany chair in Mingyuexuan could not keep her, she stood up from the chair while screaming and circled around Xia Mu.

The light that bloomed in those extremely beautiful peach eyes almost didn't burn Xia Mu.

Facing the young man's enthusiastic attitude.

No matter how calm Xia Mu was, he felt a little embarrassed by him.

To be honest, Xia Mu didn't think he had anything to do with March.

After all, when she told Wenren Yuxuan, Wenren Yuxuan was very calm.

At this moment, she forgot that when the Nan family and Wen Ren's family knew that she was Sanyue and she was born like Sanyue, those elders who were already very stable couldn't help losing their composure one after another.

And how could Su Luo, who loves March crazily, not lose his composure?

What's more, she is just a girl who just passed the age of 20, girl!
And, if she asked everyone why he was so excited?
Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes at her at the same time.

Dear, the attitude of you and that facial paralyzed Xuan is so wonderful!

I don't know where the great god appears, it's like cutting a wire with a kitchen knife all the way, sparks and lightning cause countless commotions!

Xia Mu glanced helplessly at the handsome man sitting beside him with a smile on his lips.

Then he smiled at the teenagers who were circling around her, and gave her affirmation in a calm voice.

"Yes, I am Xia Mu, and I am also March."

She wasn't half proud because of having a crazy admirer in front of her or because of this name that anyone should be proud of.

That beautiful and unparalleled little face was as calm and breezy as ever, and there was even a sense of incomprehension and helplessness in those unparalleled and unparalleled eyes.

Su Luo stared at her face carefully for about 2 minutes, and after confirming that she was not dreaming at this time, he immediately ran to Su Mo and said happily.

"Brother, I saw March in person, it was March, and the beauty next to Brother Wenren is March, I am not dreaming."

Her clear and high-pitched voice was full of extreme excitement and joy.

Su Mo looked helplessly at his sister who was falling into madness beside him, pampered her head and nodded.

"Yes, Miss Xia is Sanyue, you heard me right, this time you can play Xueyueliang, but thank you very much, Miss Xia."

As if he had gained courage from Su Mo, Su Luo turned his head and bowed very seriously to Xia Mu with a bright smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)