Chapter 384

Jiang muxiao's deep voice began to ring on the stage: "everyone, this project was the last program in previous years, but today --"

he raised his voice and looked around the audience, as if looking for some important people.

A moment later, his disappointed eyes projected on the ground: "I decided to advance it."

His face turned pale, and his figure shook slightly. Sitting under the stage and looking up at him with a smile, Ruan Qingyun didn't notice the slight change. From a distance away, Lin An'an, whose face was buried in the shadow, suddenly closed his pupils.

"What's the matter?" Xiaohui asked with concern.

Lin An's face dripped a drop of sweat, she gritted her teeth and shook her head: "I'm ok."

"Oh." The light was too dim, Xiaohui didn't see the sweat trickling down Lin An's cheek to the heart.

She turned her head to search for Yang Hong's figure: "Damn, fan wenran is here!"

Sullen, she turns her back to Yang Hong and fan wenran. When she sees them, she is furious. It's the limit that she can still sit here.

Lin an followed Xiaohui's line of sight to see, a little smile, immediately understand what's the matter: "Xiaohui?"

"Well."

"You must bear it. Many green tea masters are poor masters. If you quarrel with each other because of her harassment, she will say," I'm sorry. You quarrel because of me. "

Xiaohui looked at Lin An'an with a look of amazement: "An'an, you know, that's how my predecessor and I split up at that time."

Thinking of this, Xiaohui's teeth itch.

Lin an an's face showed a bitter smile: "that's because I've suffered losses."

"Actually..." Sad eyes fell on Jiang muxiao, then as calm as water, without waves: "the most important thing is the attitude of men."

Along Lin An's line of sight, Xiaohui's eyes rest on Jiang muxiao on the stage. She can't help holding Lin An's cold hand. This time, the president really hurt an an an

Alas, a man who can't say more

At this time, there is a staff member on the stage with a lottery box.

The host enthusiastically introduced: "according to our rules every year, a lucky girl is selected by the president himself. Er I don't know Who will be the lucky girl tonight? "

The host standing next to Jiang muxiao has a lot of pressure and talks intermittently, but everyone doesn't care about it anymore. What they care more about is who is lucky girl tonight.

"You must draw me! I have never been in close contact with the president - "

- once I heard it, the subsidiary company came.

"Be sure to smoke me, smoke me, smoke me hard!"

Someone has taken out coins to test their luck.

"Those who come from the south, those who go to the north, those who go to the East and those who go to the west, those who are low in the sky, even if they are swimming under the water, nature and Lord, you must protect me, it must be me."

- staunch scientists also began to turn to the power of God and Buddha.

Even Xiaohui folded her hands, took her hand to her mouth and began to say something

Sitting next to her, Lin an an didn't understand a word. She couldn't help pushing Xiaohui's arm: "what are you doing?"

After the ceremony, Xiaohui slowly opened her eyes and said solemnly, "I'm praying for you. The Almighty God will be moved by my sincerity. Believe me!"

She clenched Lin An's hand, winning: "tonight's lucky girl must be you!"

Lin an an a face black line, both moved and funny: "I advise you or don't waste effort."

"Why?" Xiaohui is puzzled.

Lin An's face could not hide the smile: "because, we are taking Yang Hong's invitation, Yang Hong is a man, his name can not be in that box."

"Isn't it?" Xiaohui's face collapsed: "An'an, don't you want to dance with the president and kill her arrogance?"

Lin an took a complicated look at Jiang muxiao. She had a smile on her face. Her broken heart poured into the wind, beating with a twitch. A second later, the long century later, her face returned to a calm expression.

"It's not convenient for me to wear high heels."

She doesn't explain much. The most important thing is that she doesn't want to see Jiang muxiao now, and she doesn't know how to face Jiang muxiao.

Xiaohui was a little frustrated, but she immediately recovered her vitality: "then I pray not to get Ruan Qingyun or fan wenran."

She just can't see how proud they are.

Finish saying, hands overlap again, recite.

Lin Anxian shakes his head helplessly. His eyes collide with Ruan Qingyun who suddenly turns his head.

The next second, she raised her glass and covered most of her face. Her dark face was hidden behind the shadow of wine, like an attractive poppy.

And Ruan Qingyun had already turned his head and asked in a low voice in fan wenran's ear, "is Lin an really not here?"For a moment, she seemed to see her.

"No Fan wenran turned to look back and looked around. He didn't find Lin An'an. He asked suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

"No Ruan Qingyun sat up straight, her eyelids jumping wildly all the time. She felt as if there were a pair of eyes staring at her all the time.

Is she suspicious?

At this time, the staff on the stage were already shaking the box, while Jiang muxiao's eyes were still wandering around the room, disappointed and searching again and again.

"President, you can start smoking."

The host excitedly reminds Jiang muxiao.

Jiang muxiao is in a trance. Without thinking about it, he subconsciously reaches out and draws out a note.

It's an instinctive reaction of the body, not the brain.

The host slowly unfolded the note and held his breath under the stage.

"Tonight's lucky girl is --" the host once again played the suspensive Kung Fu, lengthened the tone: "yes It's Yes - "

" announce it

The girl under the stage is going crazy. I wish I could go up and grab the note.

The host stopped just enough and yelled, "Ruan Qingyun! Let's congratulate the lucky girl