• The light in his eyes finally faded and dimmed, his long curled eyelashes fell, and the shadows of his eyelashes trembled reflected on Fan Chengcheng's clean face. He lowered his head and said nothing.
• After a long time, as if thinking of a way to deal with it, Fan Chengcheng suddenly raised his head, forced a smile, and said slowly to the guests under the stage with a calm face:
• 

  fanchengcheng

  I think we should schedule this session to the end and now move up the time for subsequent activities.
• After saying this, he chose to ignore the words and opinions that were discussed in the audience, and without saying a word, he threw the microphone directly to Mu Tingting on the opposite side, then walked straight to the side of the stage, hurried down the stairs, and stood alone in the guest seat.
• Apart from Lin Yanjun, Cai Xukun and An Nanyin, there was no one in the guest seat who did not show a puzzled expression. For a while, there were different opinions.
• Even Xia Tian couldn't help tilting her head to say more.
• 

  xiatian

  Sister Nanyin, what happened to Brother Fan today? Shouldn't the wedding day be happy?
• She looked up at An Nanyin, who was sitting next to her, but found that her face was even worse than Fan Chengcheng. Looking at Lin Yanjun and Cai Xukun's expressions in turn, it can be accurately said that no one has a good complexion.
• 

  zhuzhengting

  Xia Tian...
• Zhu Zhengting also discovered the difference in atmosphere and the indifferent attitude of these people, and hurriedly held Xia Tian and forbade her to continue talking to prevent angering others.
• Xia Tian obediently retracted her head wisely, clutching the corner of Zhu Zhengting's clothes reliably, and sat silently beside her. The first row of the entire guest seat was silent.
• No one in the first row asked too much, and even Shen Qiqi noticed the depression and stopped talking. Instead, he lowered his head and played with his mobile phone to pass the time. Fan Chengcheng, in a straight black suit, stood at the table and drank himself.
• The back is more and more lonely and desolate.
• An Nanyin stood up without the slightest hesitation, left the surprised eyes of Lin Yanjun and Cai Xukun, and hurried towards Fan Chengcheng's direction, but was pulled by Cai Xukun's slender wrist. She frowned and turned back, but when she saw each other, she froze.
• 

  caixukun

  Don't go there.
• 

  annanyin

  She is not here.
• An Nanyin shook her head.
• 

  caixukun

  However, now that Mu Tingting is here, the guests are still here, and I am also here, so you can quickly sit back and don't make anything happen here.
• "I'm here too..."
• This sentence sounds different.
• She pretended not to understand anything, raised her arm and broke Cai Xukun's hand, but she still sat back in her original position obediently. Later, her fiery eyes never left Fan Chengcheng's back for a second.
• Cai Xukun was right. Even if Wei Yimo was not here and everyone was still watching, this was not the best place for him to negotiate alone, let alone Fan Chengcheng's bride standing alone on the stage watching him.
• No one had come down to say anything, but he walked to Fan Chengcheng's side. In case someone on the field noticed it, what was going on?
• Suddenly figured this out, An Nanyin lowered his head to separate Lin Yanjun and said two words to Cai Xukun.
• 

  annanyin

  Thanks.
• The sound is very small, like a mosquito.
• But Cai Xukun didn't express any reaction. I don't know if he pretended not to hear it on purpose or really didn't hear it. An Nanyin curled his lips at this, cut, don't appreciate it.
• As for Lin Yanjun sitting in the middle, it was a little uncomfortable to be sandwiched between these two people. He felt like he was like air, which was so ignored...
• 

  linyanjun

  Cough, cough, cough...
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