After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

According to the pre-designed script, in this session, Wei Wen should naturally face the microphone, answer with a smile and a calm voice:

Mr. Qi and I don't like formalism very much, so we don't plan to hold any wedding ceremony. We will probably travel and get married, which will neither waste people's money nor contribute to the country's environmental protection cause.

Unexpectedly, before Wei Wen's words were spoken, Qi Xiaohe took the microphone first. Under Wei Wen's unclear gaze, he smiled slightly, and answered naturally in front of all the media reporters:

"Of course we'll have a wedding."

"An unforgettable wedding is the dream of every couple, and we naturally cannot avoid it. And..." Qi Xiaohe's tone was very natural, and he lowered his head and pampered the little guy in his arms, and continued : "And we, Wei Wei, are also looking forward to this wedding very much, how can we let her down. As for the specific time and place, we will definitely let you know when it is confirmed. I hope everyone can come and witness our happiness together."

Warm, sincere and sustained applause broke out again from the crowd.

Qi Xiaohe stood up and nodded his thanks to everyone, and personally concluded the press conference successfully.Then Wei Wen, who had already stayed where he was with his left hand, walked out of the conference room quickly, with Wei Weiwei still on his right shoulder.

Leaving bodyguards and staff to guide all media reporters to leave in an orderly manner.

Wei Wen hurriedly followed behind Qi Xiaohe, still puzzled: "Mr. Qi, when did Wei Wei say that she was looking forward to our wedding ceremony? Why didn't I know?"

"Does this need to be said?" Qi Xiaohe said earnestly: "You have to know how to observe words and expressions, so as to better understand children's hearts. Right? Wei Wei."

Sitting on Qi Xiaohe's arm, Wei Weiwei nodded cheerfully: "Uncle said there will be a lot of lollipops at the banquet."

Wei Wenfu: Does this child know no other adjectives besides "a lot, a lot"? ,

Then he sighed, and continued to be melancholy: "Didn't the script tell me to answer this question? You suddenly said this in front of so many people, how will you make it back later?"

"I'm not lying, why round?"

"But what you said just now is to hold a wedding. We clearly agreed that we won't... Could it be..."

Qi Xiaohe looked seriously at Wei Wen's eyes with lowered eyes, and said softly, "Is it not possible?"

"Yes..." Wei Wen's breathing was a bit constricted, and he tried to adjust his voice: "But, it's not just a matter of whether it's possible... There are many links in the wedding that need to be cleared up, and the arrangement will be very complicated..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the corridor behind him.

Mr. Butler was anxious, and was panting and running from the direction of the main building of the villa.

The old man only received a report from the people below a few minutes ago, saying that the young lady was missing, and he lost half of his anxious soul. He hurriedly led people to turn over the whole villa before finding it here.

He was relieved when he saw the little figure being put on the ground by Qi Xiaohe from a distance.

"Miss, why did you come here? You didn't bump into each other, did you?" Mr. Butler squatted in front of Wei Weiwei, holding her small shoulders tightly with his generous palm, and looked carefully up, down, left, and right for a long time. .

After repeatedly confirming that every piece of flesh on the child's body was intact, he stood up and prepared to take her away, looking at Wei Wen questioningly.

Wei Wen smiled and waved his hands to let them go: "Wei Wei go play with the butler grandpa first, brother still has something to do here."

Mr. Housekeeper took Wei Weiwei's little hand, walked towards the opposite side of the corridor, deliberately put on a straight face and bowed his body to criticize the education:

"Miss, how can you run around without saying hello? You see so many outsiders here, do you know how dangerous it is? If some bad guy suddenly appears, we will be hard to guard against. Next time No..."

Wei Weiwei's small mouth was visibly deflated, and she turned her head to look at Qi Xiaohe with sad eyes.

Qi Xiaohe immediately couldn't help interjecting: "Forget it, Uncle Li, don't miss her. How can a child of Wei Wei's age stay in the room, just find a few more people to follow her in the future."

Wei Wen, who was standing beside him, laughed: "Didn't the book say that we should not interrupt when the elders educate the children?"

Qi Xiaohe raised his eyebrows, and pointedly said: "It is also said in the book that the intimacy between husband and wife is conducive to the physical and mental health of the next generation."

Wei Wen scratched his head: "Which book said it?"

Qi Xiaohe gave him a deep look, stopped talking, and walked forward.

At the same time, in the office of the artist director of Ling Xiao Media.Ms. Xue Huan, who was sitting in front of a large desk for remote monitoring, almost rolled her eyes to the sky, and her mouth continued to attack indiscriminately:

"Couldn't Mr. President not get me into trouble just once?! Not even once? Does our group's public relations department exist just to wipe his ass?!"

Xue Huan's purple nails studded with rhinestones kept flipping the iPad screen, switching back and forth between the homepages of major media, with a Bluetooth headset in his ear that was holding a call with Xia Chan: "So, what about Qi Xiao? What is he doing? You let him answer the phone!"

The economic staff of Xia University has just settled down with the media reporters, and they are very upset right now. They can't even imagine how a press conference that has been carefully prepared for a month could have so many mistakes: the scene was on the verge of getting out of control since Wei Weiwei appeared. At one point in the middle, I thought I had temporarily controlled it, but when it was near the end, Qi Yaojin appeared halfway through, and when his upper and lower lips touched, he made a huge mess.

Xia Chan swallowed her anger for the sake of her job, and kept apologizing to Xue Huan on the phone, while biting the bullet and looking around for traces around Qi Xiaohe.

Fortunately, Qi Xiaohe hadn't left too far, Xia Chan trotted over and raised the phone under the boss's nose with both respectful hands.

Qi Xiaohe probably realized that he had made a mistake, but he didn't make it difficult for Xia Chan, and took the phone from her without saying a word:

"I'm Qi Xiaohe, what's the problem?"

"You still come to ask me what's the problem?" On the other end of the phone, Xue Huan couldn't help but jumped up on the office chair, and his high-heeled shoes of more than ten centimeters almost sprained his feet.

"Okay, okay, let's not mention Wei Wei's matter for the time being, at least it is safe and sound. But what about you? My President Qi?"

"Is this the first day for you to be interviewed by the media? Don't you know how to memorize the script before you appear on the screen? How did you answer the question that was brought to your mouth wrong? What about your professionalism as a 'former actor'?"

"I'm sorry." Qi Xiaohe spread his arms and took the receiver a little farther away. After Xue Huan had finished reading, he put it back in his ear, and said sincerely: "There was indeed an accident today, I apologize."