President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 1250
Star Zhu was still putting on makeup in the dressing room, so she called her assistant, "Go out and see if Mr. Dongfang is here."

After a while, the assistant came back and said that he had come.

Zhu Dan pursed her lower lip in front of the mirror, stood up and straightened her dress. Her appearance today is a bit special. She is wearing a pure white long dress, her hair is naturally and softly draped, and a butterfly knot is tied on the top of her head.

Very chic, elegant and beautiful.

Zhu Dan looked at the long dress in the mirror, smiled confidently, and went out.

President Lan of Huanyu has been surrounding Dongfang Chen attentively like a younger brother.

Zhu Dan stepped on high-heeled shoes, with a shy smile on his face, and walked slowly.

She is an excellent actress, every expression and action is in place.

Dongfang Chen shook his wine glass, looked over the fat Mr. Lan, and landed on Zhu Dan who was walking towards him.

Under the bright lights, with black hair in a white dress, she is as beautiful as a fairy.

Can't look away for a long time.

President Lan turned his head, "Dandan, come here, you can have a drink with President Dongfang."

Mr. Lan pushed Zhu Dan towards Dongfang Chen, and then left by himself.

Xia Zimo also tried to sleep tonight, hugging Dongfang Chen's pillow and falling asleep smelling his smell.

She went to bed early, but she didn't sleep well.

I had a dream, dreaming that she was wearing a beautiful wedding dress, holding Dongfang Chen's hand, and walking on the red carpet covered with petals.

The skirt was flowing, and she smiled happily. She was about to enter the auditorium when suddenly, a woman with long hair in a white dress appeared in front of her. She was standing there holding flowers, smiling like a flower.

After Dongfang Chen saw the woman, he left Xia Zimo without hesitation and entered the auditorium with the woman in front.

That woman was Zhu Dan, she turned her head and smiled brightly at Xia Zimo.

Scared to death, Xia Zimo woke up in fright. She was still hugging Dongfang Chen's pillow, turned over, took the phone, and checked the time. It was eleven o'clock at night.

Dongfang Chen hasn't come back yet.

After drinking a little too much, Dongfang Chen went to the balcony to blow the night breeze, and he was about to finish drinking the liquid in the glass and go back.

With the sound of high-heeled shoes, the beautiful Miss Zhu Dan came here, her white dress was fluttering in the wind, she was as beautiful as a fairy about to ride the wind.

Seeing Dongfang Chen's eyes kept on her, Zhu Dan raised a beautiful and confident smile.

"Mr. Dongfang, why did you come out?"

"Come out and enjoy the breeze," he said while shaking the wine glass, raising his head, the wine slipped in, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled. Dongfang Chen finished drinking and put the goblet lightly on the balcony.

A simple movement of a man can be done so elegantly and charmingly, Zhu Dan smiled slightly, but his heart couldn't help but flutter.

Dongfang Chen fixed Zhu Dan's face firmly, and asked, "Has Miss Zhu ever been to France before?"

Zhu Dan shook his head lightly, calmly: "I've been there, I've been to France several times for filming."

"Really?" Dongfang Chen leaned on the balcony, as if he wanted to ask something else.

"Mr. Dongfang, on the day of the premiere of [Gone with the Wind and Fire], you must go to the cinema to watch it. You will not disappoint Mr. Dongfang."

Zhu Dan moved his steps while talking, and seemed to want to lean on the balcony.

Suddenly, there was a sound of 'ah', and Miss Zhu's slender high-heeled shoes were suddenly tilted.

Fortunately, Dongfang Chen had quick eyes and hands, and reached out to support her.

Miss Zhu was a little embarrassed, and she used Dongfang Chen's strength to get up.

But she got up too quickly.

As soon as he stood up, he pressed Dongfang Chen's lips.

Slightly cool to the touch, with a strong aroma of red wine.

This posture looks like Dongfang Chen is holding her and kissing her.

It was so sudden that neither of them could react.

Looking at the perfect handsome face in front of him, Zhu Dan gently closed his eyes.

There was a 'click' somewhere, and someone was very happy to capture such a beautiful picture.

As soon as Zhu Dan closed his eyes, Dongfang Chen pushed her away.

"Baoqian," he said, and left the balcony.

……

'Bang, bang'.

Beautiful fireworks exploded in the sky, illuminating everything around.

Colorful, dreamy and beautiful.

"New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve!" The children shouted happily.

Xia Zimo hugged Xiaomi, and the fireworks illuminated her smile.

Looking at the beautiful patterns in the sky, Xiaomi screamed with joy.

Haha, that's great.

Dongfang Chen and Butler Lan watched from the side, with smiles on their faces.

Xia Zimo said that in such a big castle, only a few of them celebrate the New Year, and there is no popularity at all. The Chinese New Year is just to be lively, so she went to the orphanage to pick up a few children.

Sure enough, as soon as the child came, the atmosphere became cheerful. The child was bouncing around. Even Housekeeper Lan and the maids were very happy to see them, and they played with the child very patiently.

After watching the fireworks, I went back to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

The chef prepared a lot of dishes. The dumplings on the table were made by Xia Zimo and the maids together, with various fillings.

Xia Zimo asked Butler Lan to set up two tables for the servants in the castle to sit and eat together.

No matter where you come from, at least everyone is in China now, celebrating the Chinese New Year.

The atmosphere is so lively, red wine, tableware, and a table full of meals.

"Sister, I want this, I want to eat dumplings," the two children were so happy.

Xia Zimo hugged Xiaomi, fed him, and asked Dongfang Chen to pick up vegetables for the other two children.

Dongfang Chen actually did as he did. What kind of domineering president is clearly a good uncle.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

Let's see if Ms. Wang can amaze audiences across the country tonight.

Xiaomi was full and fell asleep in Xia Zimo's arms.

Butler Lan wanted to take him to rest. Seeing that Xia Zimo liked children so much, he said with a smile: "Miss Xia likes children so much, why don't you have one with our young master."

Xia Zimo glanced at Dongfang Chen, but said nothing, she didn't want her child to be an illegitimate child.

Dongfang Chen asked Housekeeper Lan to prepare a big red envelope for the children.

Xia Zimo leaned against Dongfang Chen's arms and waited for Wang Yang to take the stage.

Butler Lan sat opposite, holding a sleeping child in his arms, one old and one young, very harmonious.

It was already 10:30 in the evening, Miss Wang hadn't come on stage yet, Xia Zimo was sleepy waiting.

Dongfang Chen bowed his head and kissed her: "Go to bed first if you're sleepy, and you can watch it tomorrow."

"No way," Xia Zimo yawned and sat up a little more.

Dongfang Chen hugged her with a smile, his hands were dishonest again.

"Don't move," Xia Zimo raised his eyes and gave him a kick, and even slapped his hand.

Dongfang Chen laughed out loud.

The host on TV spoke beaming lines.

Then a Youyang flute sounded, and countless dreamy bubbles floated down from the stage.

A swing made of flower vines slowly fell from the stage.

The one sitting on the swing was the beautiful Wang Yang.

The sound of the flute is melodious like a trickle, full of spring, and the flowers of the earth.

When Ms. Wang showed up, the crowd cheered.

Her legs swayed slightly, her long skirt drooped, and countless dreamy bubbles floated around.

Like an ice blue dream.

The beautiful and elegant Wang Yang stepped down gently, and the crowd burst into cheers again.

"Sister Wang appeared, she is so beautiful, look, look, the dress she is wearing is designed by me." Xia Zimo grabbed Dongfang Chen and pointed to it for him to see.

Dongfang Chen just smiled, kissed her, and moved his hand dishonestly again.

(End of this chapter)