Married To a Wealthy Handicapped Old Attacker [ Danmei MTL ]

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Jing Huai never expected that this matter could have a follow-up.

It was a sunny afternoon.

On the first day of his wedding, he met his husband's ex-girlfriend, and the two had a cordial and friendly meeting.

In the end, he left happily, and his ex-girlfriend left with a grudge.

And now, back to the original starting point, sitting quietly in front of the stage.

Jing Huai finished sigh gas against the air, the audience has to sit on a small stage at the screen, the host will liven up the atmosphere after high channel.

""Welcome" thousands killed "crew comes into play!"

It's the director, then the assistant director, and finally the actor.

From the time the director came on stage, there were people screaming in the stadium one after another. When the actors came on stage, the shouts almost overturned the roof, and fans shouted their idol's name, deafening.

Jing Huai and Ji Jingyan were in the front row because of the convenience of the picture, but they unexpectedly became the best viewing position.

Except for the media and staff squatting in front, they had a great line of sight. 

The entertainers stepped onto the stage from the front entrance, and everyone was smiling.

—— "Bai Weiming! You are so handsome! Ah ah ah!!!"

—— "Lu Yuxuan, mother loves you! You are the best!"

When Wen Shiqi appeared on the stage, she reached a level of horror, like a military uniform slogan resounded throughout the auditorium.

—— "Who is the warm wine with? This poem is the most beautiful and the most beautiful in the world!"

——"Wen Shiqi! Wen Shiqi! Sister look at me!!"

The majestic appearance instantly crushed the other three artists on the stage, no one noticed the smiles on the faces of the last few people were somewhat reluctant.

Jing Huai, who had never been in contact with the fan circle, was taken aback, and the whole person was shocked.

What the hell?!

Wen Shiqi turned sideways to the fans in the audience and shook her hand to say hello, and then quickly compared her heart to the audience, sexy yet playful, and the screams of the fans below broke out to a new height again, and her eyes were filled with satisfaction.

The entertainment industry is renewing too fast.

How many artists who debuted at the same time were shot dead on the beach by the back wave, let alone her status, behind her, there are millions of fans, even this new first-line traffic flower is next to her. Can't compare to herself.

Her fans are super good, they will hold up a protective umbrella for her, will follow her orders, will believe her every word, will help her to pinch out those different opinions.

Fans love her, and she loves her fans.

They don't need to hear other voices, just listen to hers.

Wen Shiqi's smile deepened a bit, but her expression became more gentle.

Listening carefully to the various confessions off the stage, she scanned the audience with full eyes until she saw the front row.

A young man was sitting in the middle, looking at her with a pair of curious eyes.

The two looked at her, and the young man smiled at her as if to say--

 "What a coincidence, we met again."