Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

My muse of inspiration, rain!

Those words came out of Mr. Carell's mouth, as if a bomb had been dropped in a calm lake.

After a brief silence, the audience was followed by an uproar that almost toppled the roof.

What is the evaluation of the muse of inspiration for the talented designer?
Jiang Muyu turned her head and looked at Karel in shock, "Karel?"

The handsome man smiled charmingly, and suddenly reached out, grabbed her hand and raised it up, "Three years ago, I met her by chance in England. At that time, I was worrying about the new series. So boring."

Jiang Muyu smiled slightly, her heart rippled continuously.

She held hands with Karel, and she seemed to be able to feel the excitement of this best friend beside her.

"At that time, LMC was just preparing to enter the UK. At that time, I was very glad that I went there in person, and I met my inspiration muse there."

"Because of her, I have the 'Colorful', 'New Life' you saw and the 'Mystery' I saw today. These works are all her inspirations to me, so I always say that rain is the inspiration in my life. Si, I believe she will still be in the future."

The applause was loud, this is the greatest tribute to Karel.

It is also the best gift for Jiang Muyu tonight!

She pursed her lips, and her eyes were slightly moist amidst the applause around her.

Karel's words continued, "At the same time, today is my first show in China, and I also want to announce here that this beautiful lady beside me will become the spokesperson of LMC in the Asia-Pacific region, and as long as she Yes, she will be the spokesperson of my brand for a lifetime!"

As soon as these words came out, even Jiang Muyu was shocked.

Spokespersons usually only have a time limit.

But Karel is now directly in front of all the media, publicly declaring that Jiang Muyu will become the spokesperson of his brand for life.

I don't know how many stars want the praise!

Karel turned his head and smiled brightly at Jiang Muyu, his blue eyes were full of tenderness, and he handed her the microphone in his hand, "Dear Yu, aren't you going to say a few thoughts?"

Jiang Muyu took the microphone and squeezed it nervously.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on the palms of her hands, her heart was beating non-stop, and being watched by everyone, she suddenly didn't know what she should say.

Huo Beicheng stood in front, looking at the girl tonight, watching her subconsciously bit the corner of her lips.

She is nervous...

When I was a child, every time I was too nervous, I would look like this.

I usually look eloquent, but when I get really nervous, I don't know what to say.

Then the little girl will look at him pitifully and ask for help...

Jiang Muyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I..."

After saying a single word, Jiang Muyu felt cold sweat break out on his forehead, and his entire throat seemed to be blocked suddenly.

Woohoo, what should I do?
Why did her mind go blank at the critical moment?

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips and subconsciously swept towards the crowd, but she didn't know who she was looking for.

It's just that I habitually want to find such a person...

Sudden--

"Look, that's Young Master Huo!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

Jiang Muyu was taken aback, and looked in the direction the crowd pointed, and then saw a figure jumping up to the front left of the catwalk.