CEO's Indulged Lover

At last, the doll was saved. Three months ago, he gave birth to a young master who was carved in pink and jade. Huo always liked it very much.

The bride's body has just recovered, Huo Zong can't wait to hold the wedding.

He said, we can't let those gossip people say that they are unmarried and pregnant first!

In this way, what a loss to his baby!

The marriage certificate has been printed for a long time, but there is no wedding ceremony.

Although the bride doesn't mind at all, Huo Zong is anxious to tell the world that she is the only woman he is legal and justifiable!

The eight trigrams of the masses are burning again!

What kind of wedding will Huo give his favorite woman?

However, attachment is not the kind of people in a city who are full of gossip. She has important things to do today.

This wedding, she must interview the bridegroom, but also to interview the long-standing Mr. Xiang.

Well, that's settled! It is expected that on this auspicious day when the guests at the banquet are in a good mood and will not refuse her interview, she is sure to win this battle!

She tied a purple rose ball to her wrist and hidden a small microphone.

Because only a small number of media were required to enter the wedding ceremony, and those media could not carry any cameras, cameras and other equipment, and even mobile phones had to be checked.

Although they want to share their happiness with everyone, they don't want the most sacred and the only moment in their lives to be a conversation after dinner.

They want the media and the people to give them a little bit of freedom.

Therefore, attachment can only do this bad thing

She tried the angle of the microphone on her hand in the mirror. Well, this angle is just right!

So that she can reach out and interview the two big people.

It seems that the wedding is about to start. She has to hurry in, take out the invitation from her handbag and subconsciously glance at herself in the mirror.

At this moment, she was stunned.

She saw a figure coming out of the corridor reflected in the mirror, which seemed familiar.

Ah! Really?

Not "some", but once very familiar!