Cai Xukun: The seventh master's favorite wife is too ferocious
  • longtao
    longtao
    [Host] Well, now the result is in my hands.
  • longtao
    longtao
    [Host] No. 3 won the first place in the preliminary round! Xia Meng!
  • Xia Meng got up calmly and walked to the center of the stage.
  • Xu Shiyi returned the same look.
  • Xu Shiyi was about to explode with anger. She not only praised Xia Meng's works, but also boasted that Haikou wanted to buy the copyright.
  • Not to mention whether Xia Meng would sell it or not, even if she agreed to wear the things of her nemesis...
  • Is she sick?
  • Xia Meng guessed Xu Shiyi's mental activity and raised her eyebrows mischievously.
  • ...
  • Off the stage, the man looked at the shining girl on the stage, and his heart was gentle.
  • However, there was always a touch of blood in his mind, as if it really happened, which stung his nerves.
  • His head began to ache, and Cai Xukun reluctantly showed a smile of admiration to the girl on the stage.
  • Leave like a escape.
  • What's wrong with him?
  • He took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Zhengting, who had not been in contact for a long time.
  • caixukun
    caixukun
    Hello, are you in the hospital?
  • ...
  • caixukun
    caixukun
    I'll go right over.
  • - - - - -
  • Xia Meng watched the man under the stage leave, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.
  • He probably has something to do.
  • Xia Meng smiled and took the certificate that STAR handed her. She shook hands with her idol.
  • SATR.
    SATR.
    Young man, I love your work.
  • SATR.
    SATR.
    Keep going.
  • Xia Meng nodded quickly.
  • xiameng
    xiameng
    Sure I would!
  • STAR. He smiled and nodded, took the microphone in the host's hand and said.
  • SATR.
    SATR.
    In view of the talent of this year's players, I plan to accept the first player in the finals as my close disciple.
  • SATR.
    SATR.
    I'm old, my energy is limited, and the design world will be dominated by young people in the future.
  • STAR. 's words were like a bombshell, igniting the passion of all the contestants.
  • The boss's closed disciple, this condition is too tempting.
  • longtao
    longtao
    [Host] Wow, STAR. The teacher has made a big move, so who will win this quota? See you in the finals!
  • Xia Meng trotted out of the venue in high spirits.
  • But there was no sign of a man.
  • She took out her mobile phone and called Cai Xukun.
  • Beep... beep...
  • For the first time, the man didn't answer her phone.
  • Xia Meng lowered her eyes.
  • Sure enough, she had been spoiled by her husband for too long, and she just didn't answer the phone, so she was a little sad.
  • Beep -
  • A whistle sounded from behind Xia Meng.
  • Xia Meng turned around happily, because Cai Xukun was here.
  • However, the moment she turned around, her smile froze on her face.
  • sumu
    sumu
    What's your expression like?
  • Xia Meng sighed, not wanting to tell him too much.
  • xiameng
    xiameng
    Nothing, you read it wrong.
  • Su Mu casually placed his hand on the steering wheel and smiled rufflessly.
  • sumu
    sumu
    You think I'm blind.
  • sumu
    sumu
    Your disappointment is written on your forehead.
  • Xia Meng was stunned for a moment.
  • Is it that obvious?
  • xiameng
    xiameng
    That... shouldn't it be?
  • xiameng
    xiameng
    Do we know each other?
  • Su Mu curled his mouth in a pretense of sadness.
  • sumu
    sumu
    Tsk tsk tsk, cruel woman.
  • sumu
    sumu
    After all, he is also a partner. In the future, he will be in the same boat. Will you give me this look?
  • If it weren't for his smile, Xia Meng would have believed his bitter drama.
  • Xia Meng couldn't help rolling her eyes to the sky.
  • xiameng
    xiameng
    OK, partner, is something wrong?
  • Su Mu raised his eyebrows, stepped out of the car with long legs, and walked to her side.
  • sumu
    sumu
    Of course there is.
  • sumu
    sumu
    My partner seems to need someone to take her home right now.
  • ———————— end ————————
  • zuozhe
    zuozhe
    The second male is the kind of character who is romantic on the surface and affectionate in the heart.
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44. Didn't answer her call