The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 190 Wedding photos

"My God, are you playing James Bond?"

Seeing Zheng Fan get into the co-pilot, Lin Zhiwei in the driver's seat stretched out his hand to cover his forehead.

A peaked cap, a mask, and a pair of dark eyes, all that's missing is a leather trench coat.

Taking off the mask, Zheng Fan looked at Lin Zhiwei in front of him, his throat moving up and down.

It's been a while since we saw each other, Lin Zhiwei was wearing a blue woolen overcoat with a thin white sweater inside, and she didn't look like a woman over thirty years old at all.

Lin Zhiwei's makeup today is something she has never seen before.

In the past, Lin Zhiwei would wear some light makeup, because she disliked that no matter how expensive cosmetics would contain trace amounts of chemical elements.

But today was different, the makeup was very heavy, which gave Zheng Fan a sense of surprise.

The song playing in the car is Across the Ocean to See You.

Seeing Zheng Fan stretching his head over, Lin Zhiwei did not refuse, but when Zheng Fan wanted to take a step further, Lin Zhiwei stretched out her hand and pushed him away.

"Although I don't want to hit you, I still want to say, my relative is here, so let's be normal? Don't act like you just got out of prison."

Looking at the green light in Zheng Fan's eyes, Lin Zhi said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zheng Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "It's okay, I just haven't tried it, we can..."

"Go away, you pervert!"

"Haha! Oops, slow down..."

Lin Zhiwei fiddled with a button in the car to switch it to sports mode, and then let Zheng Fan experience what is called a catapult start.

"how are things?"

When the car started to drive, Zheng Fan just watched Lin Zhiwei drive in a regular manner, without any excessive movements. After all, there are tens of thousands of roads, and safety comes first!
"That's it. It's mainly an annual event. I have to watch it until late every day, which makes me have more wrinkles."

Lin Zhiwei's tone is like that of a spoiled little girl. It seems that no matter what age a woman is, she attaches great importance to her appearance.

"By the way, what happened to Mo Luoli?"

Zheng Fan is more concerned about this issue. The reports that were raging before are almost gone now, but Mo Luoli has not started broadcasting.

Hearing Zheng Fan's question, Lin Zhiwei shook her head and said, "It is impossible for Mo Luoli to come back in the near future. Not banning her permanently is the limit of what we can do."

"In order to handle this matter for her, the company has made a lot of troubles, and she has reached an agreement with the accounting company. The gift money of more than 300 million yuan and the gifts received in private will all be converted and returned to that company."

Hearing this, Zheng Fan asked curiously: "Um... did Mo Luoli talk to that accountant..."

After giving Zheng Fan a blank look, Lin Zhiwei said, "Why are you more gossip than women?"

Zheng Fan laughed dryly, did not give up, and continued to ask: "Tell me quickly, I will keep it secret, and you know that I am not a big tongue!"

"I won't tell you, besides, you just have a big... tongue!"

Zheng Fan didn't realize it at first, and only after seeing Lin Zhiwei's charming eyes did he realize what it meant.

His lower abdomen felt hot, but he thought of Lin Zhiwei telling him that his relatives were coming, so he couldn't help sighing, and gave Lin Zhiwei a middle finger.

I saw Lin Zhiwei driving the car gradually away from the main road of the city, and walked into a side road with few people.

"What are you doing? Playing field battles? Didn't you come to visit your relatives?"

Since he couldn't take actual actions, he could just talk about it, and realized that Lin Zhiwei didn't really want to talk to him about it, so Zheng Fan didn't ask any more questions, and began to harass Lin Zhiwei without hesitation.

In response, Lin Zhiwei gave Zheng Fan a middle finger in return.

I don’t know why, but when she is with Zheng Fan, Lin Zhiwei will take off her usual disguise. She is no longer a company executive, but an ordinary woman.

Lin Zhiwei liked this feeling.

"Why don't you ask me how I'm doing?"

Zheng Fan started looking for something to say.

"Do I still need to ask? I watch your live broadcast every day."

Lin Zhiwei's voice was not loud, but it made Zheng Fan's heart tremble.

That's right, apart from watching her live broadcast, she doesn't seem to have any way to contact her.

As long as Zheng Fan was in Qingdao, Lin Zhiwei never took the initiative to call or send him a message.

She clearly knows what kind of role she plays, she also misses Zheng Fan, wants to chat with him, and also wants to share interesting things in life with Zheng Fan.

It's just that she can't and doesn't want to.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble. Where are you taking me? Find a place to talk. I'm on the plane tonight."

Zheng Fan's voice became gentle, and he looked at Lin Zhiwei and asked softly.

Originally, he wanted to find a teahouse or coffee shop with Lin Zhiwei, and the two of them would chat together.

But Lin Zhiwei sent him a message, telling him to get in his car directly, and didn't say where he was going after getting in the car.

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, Lin Zhiwei snorted coldly and said, "If I said that relatives didn't come, would you be on the plane tomorrow morning?"

Zheng Fan, whose dirty mind was punctured, remained unchanged, put on a sad expression, and sighed softly: "You still don't understand me, if you knew me, you wouldn't say such things, I am a divorced People with low taste, I..."

"Squeak~~"

Lin Zhiwei suddenly stopped the car.

Zheng Fan looked up, a little dazed.

There is a wooden sign not far away, which says that it is 200 meters away from Yuanyang Villa.

"Where is this?"

There is not a single hairy person in the surrounding barren mountains and ridges.

After stopping the car, Lin Zhiwei took off her seat belt and turned to look at Zheng Fan.

"Zheng Fan."

"Ok?"

"There is one thing, I made my own decision without telling you, um... If you disagree, just tell me."

After listening to Lin Zhiwei's words, Zheng Fan frowned slightly.

He heard something in Lin Zhiwei's words that he had never seen in her before.

That kind of thing is called humbleness!

Whether it was the first meeting or the two getting along, Zheng Fan had never seen Lin Zhiwei so cautious.

What she showed was more calm.

Zheng Fan didn't know what kind of decision Lin Zhiwei made to make such a woman so humble.

He didn't ask anything, just felt distressed.

I feel sorry for this woman who cannot make a promise to me, and feel sorry for the way she is afraid of blaming her.

"No~"

Zheng Fan didn't speak, but kissed her almost out of breath.

Touching Lin Zhiwei's face with his hands, Zheng Fan looked straight into her eyes.

How could a smart woman like Lin Zhiwei not understand Zheng Fan's eyes.

So she smiled happily.

Opening the car door, Lin Zhiwei took Zheng Fan's hand and walked along the mountain road.

Turning the corner, what Zheng Fan saw was a place like a paradise.

There are red and yellow camellias all over the place, and there is a large pool in which several couples of mandarin ducks are plucking their feathers comfortably.

Farther away, there are wintersweet all over the mountains, like the private garden of a certain goddess.

There were several people waiting for them in front.

They had cameras, they had reflectors, they had... a white wedding dress and a black suit.

Lin Zhiwei held Zheng Fan's arm tightly, her voice trembling: "I... I want to take a set of wedding photos."

(End of this chapter)