Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 418 Yan Xinxin's True Face
Mo Chuxi? !

Yan Xin was stunned for a second, and there was even a commotion in the audience!
"Qian Shui, what's going on!"

Mu Shaoqian who was sitting under the stage couldn't sit still.

"Didn't you say that Yan Xinxin's work is not wanted at all? How did it become the hit tonight!"

Mu Qianshui pulled his black face, and looked at the bright and youthful Yan Xinxin on the stage with dark eyes.

"Qian Shui, what should we do now?"

"what can I do!"

Mu Qianshui gritted her teeth angrily.

"Chu Xi also invited that Wenxin woman to support the stage to wear Angel Tears, hum! Yan Xinxin..."

Mu Qianshui clenched her fists tightly, her pointed and long nails sunk deep into her palms, and she couldn't care about them.

How did Yan Zhirou's mother and daughter do things!
Could it be that they have to wait for Yan Xinxin to become popular all over Ancheng before they start doing things?

Mu Qianshui gnashed his teeth angrily, and raised his eyes to see the figure of the male god in his dream walking gracefully to Yan Xinxin's side.

He was wearing a limited-edition brand-name suit and a rare white shirt, which made his cold temperament entangled with a few strands of tenderness.

His eyes are like a deep and mysterious sea, one can't see the bottom at a glance, but they are so captivating.

Many young women in the audience looked at Mo Chuxi obsessively, with bright smiles on their faces, and they all wanted to have something to do with him!
Yan Xinxin raised her head, that handsome face caught off guard into her star pupils.

It's really Mo Chuxi!

Did he ask for the Angel's Tears?

The host handed Yan Xinxin the Angel's Tears lying on the crystal cushion.

Yan Xinxin was stunned for a moment, then took it, then stretched out her hand, raised her beautiful eyes and met the man's smiling gaze seriously.

"Thank you Mr. Mo."

"You're welcome, my wife."

"..."

What Mo Chuxi said made Yan Xinxin's little hands tremble, and everyone present was shocked!
what?
Mrs. wife?

Before he had time to digest this, Mo Chuxi picked up the Angel's Tears, walked behind Yan Xinxin, and put this delicate collarbone chain on her slender and fair neck.

Angel's tears are like the brightest star tonight, refracting the most dazzling light under the light.

Yan Xinxin raised her hand to touch the Angel's Tears, feeling so unreal.

However, before regaining consciousness, Mo Chuxi suddenly bowed his head and kissed her sideways intimately!
!!!

There was a sudden commotion in the audience!
"what happened?"

"What's the history of this woman?"

"Didn't you say that Young Master Mo was going to marry a woman named Yan Xinxin?"

"Damn! The man I fancy!"

Many young ladies' faces turned dark, staring at Yan Xinxin who was standing beside Mo Chuxi.

"Take this opportunity to announce a personal matter to everyone here."

Mo Chuxi's magnetic and clear voice came from the stage, and the audience fell silent for an instant.

Yan Xinxin's heart was beating fast and her breathing was chaotic.

But Mo Chuxi suddenly took her hand, interlocking his fingers gently.

"On the eighteenth day of the lunar calendar this month, I will marry Ms. Yan Xinxin who is beside me as my partner for the rest of my life. I hope that everyone who receives the wedding invitation can attend my wedding ceremony with Ms. Yan on time."

As he spoke, he turned and faced Yan Xinxin.

"My God!"

"how so!"

"It turns out she is Yan Xinxin!"

The exclamation marks became longer and longer, and half of the women in the venue were so envious and shocked that they were emotionally overwhelmed.

"Congratulations, Xinxin."

Mrs. Sally stood up from the guest seat.

"It turns out that you can not only create such an outstanding design as Angel Tears, but also have such an outstanding fiancé who loves you so much. Congratulations!"

"Thanks……"

"Angel's Tears is Yan Xinxin plagiarizing my work! Everyone can see the true face of Yan Xinxin! She is actually a hypocritical and despicable woman!"

(End of this chapter)