Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Different from ye Qingcheng, ye Qingcheng belongs to the goddess of high cold. It is breathtaking, but it also exudes a lonely and cold characteristic.

Mu Enron is a kind of. His facial features are not publicized. When combined on the same face, it is a kind of aesthetic feeling that looks comfortable. His family is Jasper, and he naturally has no alienation and indifference that refuses people thousands of miles away.

She smiled faintly, just right.

"Thank you for coming," she smiled elegantly and appropriately, smiled lightly in the whole magnificent hall, and her eyes looked slightly like searching for something under the stage.

"It's a great honor for me to be elected the beauty pageant Princess of Charlotte night for two consecutive years," she said, her smile blurred by the dazzling lights. "I'm very happy that I can have this qualification and have this opportunity to become the fiancee of the Oriental family..."

She said something behind her, but ye Qingcheng felt a little trance.

Mu Enron looks much better than white and blue snow

A very dignified and elegant woman

Mu Enron couldn't stop talking about these things. Even she felt as if her brain was numb. Her eyes drifted around. She didn't see the familiar figure, no one

Instead, her eyes fell on the side of Dongfang Shijin. Her fiance, however, was holding a very beautiful woman around him. She was a typical French exquisite woman. She looked tender, like she was only 18 or 19 years old. She was a delicate baby face with bright and moving facial features and extremely proud.

Their clothes match very well, which is a very dazzling couple color.

A woman is like a princess in your country. She is gorgeous, dazzling and radiant. Her imposing aura is like that of the queen, but the aura of Dongfang Shijin is also strong. He has not been depressed by Ye Qingcheng's luxury.

Mu Enron's eyes came back, which unconsciously brought a trace of loneliness. He didn't appear.

In her next speech, she took that kind of hidden discomfort, but her accomplishment was excellent, and her face was still a faint smile.

The cover up is perfect.

Ye Qingcheng felt that the voices around her seemed to be weakened in an instant. She could not hear what Mu Enron said, nor could she feel the whispered comments of the people around her.

Her world seems to be static.

Only the hand that hugged her waist, with a touch of warmth.

The surrounding eyes looked at them, some questioned, some despised, and some arrogant and despised

Vivian sat beside the huge champagne curtain, a huge and luxurious European Court master chair inlaid with dark red gemstones, her hands folded on her knees, sitting straight and elegant.

She smiled with a look of arrogance. The women standing next to her were obviously inferior to her.

The woman in the blue dress, but her eyes have been so light, looking at Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng raised her head. Her eyes were so clear. She subconsciously raised her hand and touched her face. It was a kind of icy feeling. This was still the human skin mask.

Why does she keep staring at her?

Ye Qingcheng's heart seemed to be a little uncomfortable. When he looked up again, the woman's vision floated away.

be rather baffling.

However, at this time——

"Bang -"