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When walking on the red carpet, huonianian felt that his feet were no longer his own.

"What's the matter? Even if you want to drill into my arms, you don't have to be in such a public place, do you? " Gu tingshen's sarcastic voice came from the top of his head, and Huo Niannian found that his whole body was leaning on Gu tingshen.

She held Gu tingshen's arm with her hand and gave Gu tingshen a look of indignation. "Try wearing ten centimeter high heels, can you walk steadily?"

Huo Niannian is wearing thick heels today, but they are still of some height.

So Huo Niannian can't help but drill into Gu tingshen's arms.

Seeing that she was wearing high-heeled shoes on her feet, Gu tingshen saw a flash of displeasure in his eyes, and the stylist in the studio sneezed involuntarily.

"Oh? So now you're throwing yourself at me in the name of high heels? "

"Gu tingshen, you are ill! Why should I give you a hug. What's more, you don't see what occasion it is now. Why should I give you a hug... "

Huo Niannian is a little speechless. When they walk on the red carpet, there are many media taking pictures. The flash is almost blinding Huo Niannian.

It's not easy to walk out of the red carpet. When signing, Gu tingshen tugged huonianian's hand hard again,

"what are you doing?"

"Sign."

Gu tingshen drags his suit and writes down his name on the background board with Huo Niannian's hand

Click, click, click!

The sound of photographing keeps coming!

Soon, Huo Niannian and Gu tingshen were surrounded.

Huo Niannian frowned unconsciously. She didn't like the feeling of being surrounded by people.

"Just stand here."

Gu tingshen seems to be aware of Huo Niannian's small movements and expressions, and looks at the reporters displeased.

The reporters stood under the stage and handed the microphones to them.

"President Gu, do you and your wife have such a good relationship now?"

"How do you see the pictures that were so popular a few days ago?"

"Mrs. Gu, how do you face your husband now..."

Seeing that the topic has become more and more out of control, the smile on the corner of huonian's mouth has become stiff gradually, and his face has become ugly. There is a thin layer of sweat in the palm of the hand. She guessed that they might ask embarrassing questions, but she didn't expect to be so straightforward!

"Mrs. Gu, master Mu will attend the banquet today. Have you met in private?"

"Enough."

Suddenly a cold voice interrupted them, and Gu tingshen's eyebrows and eyes were cold. His eyes swept over the crowd. "Have you asked enough?"

"This..."

"President Gu, can you forgive Huo Niannian so easily?"

A young reporter who didn't know which media suddenly pointed the microphone at Gu tingshen, and the atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Gu tingshen's eyes seem to contain thousands of years of ice cream.

"This is our family affairs. Why are you so interested in our family affairs?" Gu tingshen's voice was cold, as if it came from hell. While talking, Gu tingshen has taken Huo Niannian's hand and clasped his fingers in front of the multimedia.

His movements were slow, like a declaration of sovereignty. "Are you satisfied with such an answer?"