Chapter 149
After driving to the Armed Police Corps, this was the first time Song Zhiwei worked in Wei Xuan.

Private soldiers with real guns and live ammunition were stationed at the door, staring resolutely ahead.

Rows of big trees are planted on both sides of the spacious driveway, and a majestic office building stands behind the flower bed in the center, with a national flag in front and a five-pointed red star hanging high on the top.

Energetic officers and soldiers can be seen everywhere walking or running, military vehicles shuttle among them, and there is a "red" atmosphere everywhere.

Song Zhiwei couldn't help but look around, after all, she had never entered such a majestic military area.

Xiao Xiang drove the car to the school grounds, which is the main venue for today's award ceremony.

Among the many "uniforms", she immediately saw the tall man in a formal dress standing on the side of the road.

When Song Zhiwei got out of the car, Wei Xuan also noticed her at a glance, and immediately nodded to the colleague who was talking with him in apology, and then walked towards her.

He was wearing an olive green military uniform. The golden lines on the brim of the hat, cuffs, and trouser legs were under the balcony, reflecting a golden light. It seemed that the man who had his own radiance seemed to be even more difficult to look at at this time.

As he walked, the badge and ribbon on his chest revealed a more majestic and majestic face, which complemented that sunny and handsome face, so handsome that it made people's breath stop.

Song Zhiwei stood there and kept watching him with a smile on her face, unwilling to take her gaze away even a little bit.

The first time she saw him in a dress, he was a thousand times more handsome than the thousands of looks she had imagined on the way here. She never knew that a man could look so good-looking.

There may be some elements of "Pan An is in the eye of the beholder", but in her eyes, Wei Xuan, the most handsome in the audience, is indeed the most perfect existence in the world, bar none.

But at this moment, in his eyes, she was equally beautiful.

She was wearing a calf-length black silk dress. The cut was simple and elegant but delicate, showing her slender waist perfectly.

Her skin is very fair, and wearing a black dress makes her skin more beautiful than snow, and her half-tied silk-like long hair dances gently in the wind, adding to the charm and agility of a woman.

Her delicate and small face was painted with makeup, her eyebrows were like new willows, her eyes were like fluorite, her nose was full of cherry lips, and her smiling face instantly hit someone's heart like a bullet.

She is really beautiful today, more beautiful than any woman he has ever seen at any time.

When he stood still in front of her, his deep and deep obsidian-like eyes locked on her firmly, without speaking, but all the words were hidden in the light of his eyes.

Song Zhiwei also looked up at him, and unconsciously showed a sweeter smile, her plump cherry mouth curved into a cute arc, and there were two small dimples printed under her lips.

He stretched out his hand towards her, and she gently placed her small hand in his palm, folded her big palm, and held it.

Two hands, one black and one white, and two eyes, one deep and one bright, meet together in the air.

Just when the two looked at each other and forgot everything around them, someone walked towards them.

"Ahem." The visitor deliberately coughed to break the beautiful staring scene.

Song Zhiwei quickly came back to her senses, and smiled slightly at the visitor, "Hello."

Wei Xuan also looked away from Song Zhiwei, and nodded at the person who came: "Chief Zhao."

"Battlemaster Wei, you have to look at each other affectionately according to the occasion. There are so many people at the scene, why don't you watch it when you get home." Chief Zhao joked with a smile.

Others also gathered around.

"Wei Ying, my brother and sister are so beautiful, no wonder you have been reluctant to introduce them to us, Jinwu Zangjiao."

"Xiao Wei, if I hadn't seen my brother and sister in person today, I really wouldn't believe that you are actually married. It's really meaningless to not notify my brother of the marriage."

"Brother Xing, you don't understand, this is the popular 'flash marriage' among our young people—"

At this time, Liu Meng happened to walk over, and when he heard the word "flash marriage", he yelled loudly, "Who has a flash marriage?"

This group of officers turned their heads to look at him, and said jokingly, "Old Liu, your good brother Wei Xuan is married, you don't know about it, do you?"

"What?" Liu Meng was startled, his small eyes widened, and he stared straight at Wei Xuan and Song Zhiwei, "When did you get married? Didn't you tell me that you were only dating?"

"Haha." Everyone burst into laughter, and even made fun of it unscrupulously, "Old Liu is the best person to deceive."

Liu Meng who was cheated seemed to be annoyed, he slammed Wei Xuan's chest hard, and asked, "You boy, did you really have a flash marriage?"

Song Zhiwei, who knew she was wrong, was so embarrassed that she wanted to get into the cracks in the ground. Fortunately, her face was powdered, and her blush was not particularly obvious.

Wei Xuan, who was holding her hand tightly, nodded frankly.

Liu Meng immediately hit him a few more times, and scolded: "Stinky boy, you dare to keep it a secret from me, are you tired of work?"

Song Zhiwei quickly explained: "Brother Meng, we didn't deliberately hide it from you, it's just that the time is too short, no one has time to inform."

"Stinky boy." Liu Meng gave Wei Xuan a hard look, but when he turned to Song Zhiwei, his face burst into a smile, "Sister and sister, now you really have become a younger brother and sister, following Wei Xuan This boring, boring gourd really wronged you."

Song Zhiwei was taken aback by Liu Meng's face-changing "technique", but quickly smiled.

At this time, all the big leaders arrived, and everyone walked in and took their seats.

Along with the crowd, Song Zhiwei was led in by Wei Xuan, and she found that there were not many family members here, probably because she had also contributed a little in the fight against the flood before being invited.

And, no one holds hands like they do.

After Song Zhiwei realized this, she felt even more embarrassed, and quietly took her hand back.

Wei Xuan looked at her with some puzzlement in his eyes.

Song Zhiwei lowered her voice to remind: "Low-key, low-key."

Because she felt that she was already an "odd number", so she absolutely couldn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Therefore, Wei Xuan didn't hold her anymore.

They sat down in "A Piece of Green", because Wei Xuan will be on stage to receive an award later, so their seats are relatively front.

Under the simple but dignified rostrum, a row of general and school-level leaders with great military merits sat.

Looking at these big bosses, Song Zhiwei actually felt a little nervous. Before seeing these characters, she had to go through the TV, but now she was sitting directly in front of her, and everyone was smiling at her.

Seeing her sitting upright, Wei Xuan knew that she was nervous, so he couldn't help but patted the back of her hand lightly, signaling her to relax.

Song Zhiwei smiled at him and nodded silently.

(End of this chapter)

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