The little stepmother is poor and crazy, the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper Fan

"Excuse me, who is Fang Qingqing?"

When there was no response, the flower delivery boy turned up the volume and started calling.

"Stop shouting, stop shouting, it's me, it's me!"

Dozens of staff members around were all attracted by the shouts of the flower delivery boy. When they saw the huge bouquet, they all screamed.

Fang Qingqing stood up, almost tripped over the robe she was wearing, and ran over staggeringly.

The flower delivery boy peeked out from behind the bouquet.

"Oh, it's really hard to get in here. Fortunately, the person who sent me the flowers said they were from Mr. Yun Yan to his wife Fang Qingqing, so those people outside let me in."

Fang Qingqing:......

"Hurry up and sign for it. This was just airlifted from Yun City this morning. It's fresh."

The flower delivery boy took out the order, asked Fang Qingqing to sign for it, and said with emotion: "Your husband is so kind to you..."

Looking Qingqing up and down, her eyes lit up.

No wonder it looks familiar. Isn't this the female star whose fake mother turned into a real mother that became popular all over the Internet?

"But you're worth it too."

Fang Qingqing finished signing in a hurry, and the order was thrust into his hand.

"Keep your voice down when you go out, and don't call me by my name."

The flower delivery boy took the order with a smile and said loudly: "Hey, okay, Ms. Fang Qingqing."

Fang Qingqing:......

The flower-giver left.

Fang Qingqing stood in front of this big bouquet of pink roses, feeling helpless.

"It's... it's really true. What should I do?"

She turned around and asked Liu Zhenzhen for help.

A group of people had gathered behind him.

Chen Mingkai went up and smelled it: "It's quite fresh. I have to give my Qingyu a bunch."

Chen Xiong patted his stomach and shook his head: "I don't understand why you young people can't be more pragmatic? You're so exaggerated."

Gu Yan's hand touched and touched it, and suddenly he used force and pulled one out.

"Zhenzhen, I will lend you a flower to offer to Buddha and give you one."

Liu Zhenzhen did not accept the flowers and pushed him away.

Gu Yan put on a handsome pose and blocked her.

"There are not many flowers, but there is sincerity. Zhenzhen, do you know what the flower language of a rose is?"

Liu Zhenzhen: ...

"Probably step aside."

Liu Zhenzhen didn't want to talk to her. When he saw a card on the flower, he took it out and handed it to Fang Qingqing.

"Is there any gift for you?"

Fang Qingqing opened it doubtfully and saw a short poem written on it:

"There are thousands of things in the world, but I have three loves: one is the sun, the second is the moon, and the third is the queen. The sun is the morning, the moon is the dusk, and the queen is the morning and dusk. Qingqing, I am willing to accompany you day and night for the rest of my life."

Signed: Yan.

Fang Qingqing was stupid.

Liu Zhenzhen was also stunned for a moment: "Qingqing, have you poisoned him?"

Gu Yan: "Wow, is this man still the Yun Yan I know?"

Not only that, he also tilted his head and began to read the poem on the card: "There are thousands of things in the world, but I have three loves...well..."

Liu Zhenzhen covered his mouth.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Gu Yan, whose mouth was covered, was not angry, but looked at Liu Zhenzhen with a smile, as if he liked such close contact.

Liu Zhenzhen:! ! !

"Hand your hand and carry me to Qingqing's dressing room."

"Okay, as long as you tell me, let alone carry her to the dressing room, I will carry her to the morgue."

Fang Qingqing:......

You don't need to bring my flowers with you when you're flirting.

Several people were about to take the flowers back to the dressing room, and then Fang Qingqing's phone rang.

It was Yun Yan who called.

"Did you receive the flowers?" His tone was relaxed and he sounded in a good mood.

Fang Qingqing glanced at the flower that was difficult for both of them to move together, then raised her forehead and said, "I got it."

"Do you like it?" Yun Yan asked.

"No, I'll go home in the evening. Do you want to be so high-profile?"

Yun Yan's tone was joyful, "Do you want a bunch at home? I'll arrange it right away."

Fang Qingqing:......

"You know that's not what I meant." This man can't communicate at all now.

"Well, I know. But I also want others to know that you are my wife."

As soon as he said the word wife, his mouth became soft and lingering, and he couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry.

"You've been on trending searches every day, and you're still worried that others won't know?"

During this period, Yun Yan did a lot of high-profile displays of love.

Ever since it was revealed that they were married, many media outlets have been following the two of them, wanting to get first-hand news.

Of course, there are also many people who badmouth it online.

Yunyan comes from a truly famous family, and he himself is a man carefully crafted by Nuwa. His family background, appearance, and personal abilities are all top-notch.

And Fang Qingqing is just a shady 18th-tier starlet who relies on mindless behavior to gain attention. The two of them are not a good match at all. How many people want to see them break up.

Therefore, the level of discussion has remained high.

Yunyan is well versed in the ways of the Internet. When doing these things, he does not avoid the media and paparazzi at all, and he must be as high-profile as possible.

Including this time too.

Outside the crew, countless paparazzi were squatting. As soon as the huge pink bouquet got out of the car, the media caught up with them.

The flower delivery boy didn't dodge in a hurry and was photographed a lot. Some people even went up and took pictures of the poems on the cards.

As soon as Fang Qingqing signed for it, the fact that Yun Yan sent her flowers had already made the news.

Now when she heard Yun Yan say this, she looked up to the sky and sighed.

"There is a saying that I don't know if Mr. Yun has heard of it."

"what?"

Yun Yan is looking forward to it.

"Show affection and die quickly." Fang Qingqing said confidently as she walked to the dressing room with her robe in hand.

Yun Yan's low chuckle came from the other end of the phone. Soon he seemed to have captured something and asked:

"You mean, we are in love?"

Fang Qingqing:......

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to film."

Yunyan didn't bother much. The main purpose of this call was to ask her if she had received the flowers.

"Okay, then you have a good time filming and I'll see you at home tonight."

A good-tempered person has nothing to say.

Fang Qingqing really had no other choice, so she agreed casually and hung up the phone.

In the dressing room, Gu Yan was holding a cell phone to take a selfie in front of a huge pink rose. Liu Zhenzhen was sitting aside, crossing her legs and looking at him speechlessly.

Fang Qingqing saw this reversal as soon as she entered.

Aren’t it usually girls who can’t take their eyes away from the flowers and take various photos together?

What's going on with Movie Emperor Gu?

"Tsk, tsk, Movie Emperor Gu, haven't you ever received flowers in your life?" Fang Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore.

"No, let me tell you, I have received much bigger ones than this during fan meetings before. Don't think that I have never seen the market."

"Then you are?"

Both girls asked at the same time.

Gu Yan raised his eyebrows and said mysteriously: "My brother can do such earth-shattering things. What's wrong with me sending a Weibo to support him?"

Fang Qingqing:......

Liu Zhenzhen: ...

"You men are really boring when you are bored, huh?" Fang Qingqing was speechless.

Gu Yan glanced at Liu Zhenzhen and said aggrievedly: "You women are really ruthless when it comes to ruthlessness, ha~~"