Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"Who is Wen Qian?" She had never heard of this star, so how did she get the CEO's attention?The president and his wife have a very good relationship, so they must not be mistresses.

"My daughter-in-law, I want to see all the negative-news-news about her disappear before tonight, and you will keep an eye on me later, and anyone who scolds her will delete it."

Ning Wenru laughed when he heard Fu Jinan lose his temper, and he didn't see him being soft-hearted when protecting his daughter-in-law.

The head of the public relations department immediately summoned everyone to do what they should do as if they were facing an enemy.

"Why are you laughing? I'm not for her, but for my grandson. What if my grandson learns from this mess?"

Helped all but still stubborn.

Ning Wenru didn't expose him either: "Yes, yes, it's all for the good of my grandson."

Fu Yicheng has been following up with these people, and suddenly received news that the Internet has been cleaned up. Even if a personal account came out to question it, it was blocked within a minute. Senseless.

Although the public ones have been controlled, there are still small groups of these people, and the big money behind Wen Qian has instantly become a new discussion trend.

Fu Yicheng didn't want to call Fu Jinan, so he called Ning Wenru: "Who told you to get rid of those people online?"

Ning Wenru looked confused, Fu Jinan heard Fu Yicheng's voice snatching the phone: "I'm going to vent your anger on your daughter-in-law, what are you yelling about?"

"If you don't understand, don't worry about it. The big fish behind it hasn't come out yet. Now that you have blocked their account, it will only make those people think that Sissy is either guilty or has a backstage." Fu Jinan didn't understand anything about the entertainment industry. I just want to add a foot into it, so as not to be too wide.

Fu Jinan didn't think so much, and was really taken aback by Fu Yicheng for a while.

"Forget it." Fu Yicheng hung up the phone helplessly. How could he think that Fu Jinan could understand?

Ning Wenru took back her phone worriedly: "Will we do something bad with good intentions this time?"

"Never mind him, we'll do everything." Fu Jinan was about to be pissed off by Fu Yicheng's son, so he went to sleep with a big wave of his hand.

The couture that Wen Qian chose was a plush skirt, a pure white design, a hat, and boots as well as shoes. After so many years, Wen Qian is probably the first to wear such a warm dress on the catwalk.

The Paris Fashion Week show, this place is the place where celebrities and business leaders compete for splendor every year. All kinds of monsters and ghosts will gather today. If other activities collide with this place, there will be no way out.

Wen Qian is a little transparent from China, but she attracted attention as soon as she appeared on the stage. With the dress she chose, Wen Qian now looks like a little fairy.

"Which artist is this? The foundation is not bad."

The photographers whispered in private.

"I don't know, I should have just debuted, and I know I'm not well-known, otherwise why are you dressed so tightly?"

The photographer is not complaining about Wen Qian's clothes, but telling the truth.

Tu Meiling and the girls in the entire studio stood in front of the computer and looked at countless celebrities. They were all strange women with heavy makeup and topless backs. Occasionally, they didn't recognize some good-looking ones.

They were just here today to see Wen Qian.

As soon as Wen Qian came out, Tu Meiling started: "Look at the clothes I chose for our little fairy, aren't they beautiful?"

A girl in the studio who likes to buy clothes has her eyes straightened. She likes clothes that keep warm and look good in winter.

"Who designed this dress? I'll buy one when I have money."

"Qi Qian's husband designed it for hundreds of thousands, don't even think about it." Tu Meiling cut off her thoughts, even if she saved enough money, she would not be willing to buy it.

As Wen Qian stepped on the red carpet, she could only hear the sound of the shutter, which made her a little upset. Other actresses wished they could stay on the red carpet for a few more minutes.

But before Wen Qian went out, she received Fu Yicheng's iron order not to stay outside for too long, so she hurried in with her skirt in hand.

The inside field is completely different from the outside. The warm Wen Qian wanted to scream, but she came here in the name of a studio today, so be reserved.

The little brother who led the way invited Wen Qian in with a blushing face.

It should be said that the organizer is also very good at things, the girls of the male guests lead the way, and the female guests do the opposite.

Wen Qian didn't know that she had set off a craze in the country. Fans finally saw their idol's business, so they naturally tried their best to promote it. of.

Annoyed, Tu Meiling directly replied to Aite in a large size to the person who couldn't tell right from wrong: Wen Qian was the only one in my studio, without a makeup artist, costume artist, or photographer.

Wen Qian's air ticket and airport photos were also released. Of course, Fu Yicheng helped Wen Qian take the photos. Fu Yicheng's photography skills are really good, and Wen Qian's appearance is not much different from that with makeup on.

This allowed Wen Qian to gain a bunch of fans who came for her appearance.

It is a great honor to be able to go to Paris Fashion Week. Coupled with the evidence released by Tu Meiling, Wen Qian's popularity has risen to another level.

Wen Qian went to the designated place and sat down, and Wen Qian reported Fu Yicheng's safety.

"I'm looking at you." Fu Yicheng sent such a sentence endlessly, and Wen Qian immediately raised her head and searched where her eyes were.

I really found out that someone secretly took pictures of her in an inconspicuous corner, and my heart was so sweet. Fu Yicheng was too worried about her, and even sent someone to take pictures.

"The infield is quite warm, don't worry about me."

"I'm not worried."

Fu Yicheng lied.

"Don't worry, why did you send someone to secretly take pictures of me?" If Fu Yicheng didn't say anything, she might call him a security guard when she finds out later.

"I'm afraid you will be abducted, hang up, busy." In order to prevent Wen Qian from having a chance to expose him, Fu Yicheng directly locked the phone, and the fast Wen Qian was caught off guard.

Ning Wenru sent a text message, concerned about her health, because she was afraid of delaying Wen Qian to read the message sent by the scholar, so she usually called directly.

"I'm fine, thank you, Auntie Ning, for your concern." As soon as Wen Qian finished posting, the staff reminded Wen Qian that the show was about to start, so put the phone away or hand it to them for safekeeping.

Wen Qian wouldn't hand over her phone.

Gao Yajun just changed her clothes, and proudly put on earrings in front of the mirror. This time she is the opening of a small unit, and she is also the first Asian to be the opening of a small unit, which is enough for her to earn back all the grievances she suffered a while ago.

This pair of earrings was provided by the sponsor, with eighteen diamonds inlaid on each of them, worth millions, even Gao Yajun would not dare to think it heavy when worn on the ears.

When I was admiring myself, there was a sudden commotion, and the sisters who were leading the table to put on makeup all ran to the front of the infield TV series, not knowing what they were watching, and the discussion was lively.

Mr. Gao Ya put on the earrings, and vaguely heard words such as "beautiful" and "fairy", couldn't help being curious, and leaned over.

Ding Qing took a look, the camera in the infield had been looking at a person who hadn't moved, wasn't it Wen Qian who she wanted to strangle to death in her dreams?