Chapter 402

Sheng Jingheng was wearing a sapphire blue formal dress with three pieces inside and outside, upright and noble.

With a height of 1.9 meters, it stands at the entrance. Under the night, it is like a blue sea, quiet and magnificent.

There was no one around him, and it seemed that he had made a special trip here to meet someone before he came out.

The moment Nan Yue looked at him, he could feel his eyes getting darker and darker. Therefore, he didn't smile at her and didn't signal anything.

But, with a bit of obscurity, he looked at her and didn't move away for a long time.

LAN lingxuan has rich love experience. When she sees this look in her eyes, she is surprised, and then subconsciously looks at the look of South Vietnam.

However, without waiting for her to say anything, and without waiting for South Vietnam to hesitate whether to go up and say hello, special staff came and led them out.

It's almost time for them to get on the red carpet.

When passing Sheng Jingheng, Nanyue still nodded to him slightly, then tightened his shawl slightly and followed him out.

Looking at the two people walking into the darkness, they soon came to the light again, and there seemed to be some light that was more dazzling than the light.

Sheng Jingheng looked at it for a moment and finally controlled himself to lower his eyes and stop looking at it.

Instead, he turned back and strode back to the lounge.

On the other side, South Vietnam and LAN lingxuan waited a little while and were officially welcomed on the red carpet.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately aroused a warm response from the media present. All kinds of flash lights flashed endlessly at them.

LAN lingxuan skillfully posed for the media to take photos, while inadvertently turning around, he whispered with South Vietnam.

"Did you see his eyes? Tut Tut, congratulations. I met a rare best man in the world. "

Nanyue was absent-minded and casually replied, "it's not mine."

"Huh?" LAN lingxuan showed a perfect smile and could barely speak, "don't worry, it will be soon."

Nam Yueh returned slightly, realized what he had said, and smiled: "well."

This smile was as bright as a star, which attracted the media reporters to shout "South Vietnam, look here!", LAN lingxuan was ignored by them.

After walking on the red carpet, they were simply interviewed and led to the seats under the stage.

The names were posted on the positions, perhaps because they were not in the same cafe and were not arranged to sit together.

Sheng Jingheng is directly arranged in the most VIP sofa seat in the first row, which is a distance from.

Not long after South Vietnam sat down, Mo Lvlv came over from the staff and brought her a mobile phone and a shawl just taken off.

However, one shawl changed into two, which made South Vietnam stunned.

"This new one was specially given to me by brother Wei. He said he could cover your legs when you sit."

Mo lvlu said, feeling his head, embarrassed and said, "I'll be ready next time."

"Yes." South Vietnam didn't say anything, just took over the shawl and put it on.

After a while, I don't know where Wei Jun got his new shawl. It's really difficult for him.

Soon after, Sheng Jingheng stepped on the red carpet. As always, he had no expression and was too lazy to be perfunctory to the media reporters. After taking a few photos of them, he quickly came to the end for a brief interview.

At the end of the interview, he also walked to the arranged seat under the leadership of the staff.

He frowned slightly when he saw that he was in the first row and South Vietnam was sitting in the third row behind the left.

But instead, it seemed that with sharp eyes, South Vietnam put on two shawls, looked slightly soft, nodded to her, and then sat down.

Nan Yue looked at the back of the man's head and felt relieved. Fortunately, he didn't need her to coax him.