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Chapter 112 This chapter is locked (39) The fugitive princess

Song Xian, in a suit and leather shoes, bent over like a gentleman, and stretched out a hand to the people in the car.

The photographer immediately walked over with the machine on his shoulders, and the camera shot from bottom to top, inch by inch to capture the figure of the charming woman in the car.

The Fashion Ceremony held by VG will be broadcast live.

When the netizens in the live broadcast room saw Song Xian, their emotions were instantly ignited.

[Ah ah, my Director Song! 】

[Director Song!Literary films are always gods! 】

[I heard that Director Song is filming "Feng Hua" recently. I made a blind guess that the person in the car is Miss Wen Li, the lead female lead in "Feng Hua"! 】

[Blind Guess Miss Wenli + 1]

【Miss Wenli ah ah ah】

Netizens who had read the list of appearances on the Internet rolled their eyes speechlessly: [Didn't Wen Li and Zhao Shiyue just walk down the red carpet, blind? 】

Netizens: […]

They immediately switched to the live broadcast and found that Zhao Shiyue and Wen Li were being interviewed by the host.

Just... hey lonely.

At this time, a small white hand rested on Song Xian's palm.

That hand was white with the texture of beautiful jade, without any blemishes, like a finely carved jade handicraft.

The hand control party reveled in an instant: [Ahhhhhhhhh hands are so beautiful, licking the screen like crazy! 】

In the next moment, the girl was wearing a bright red dress, holding the skirt in her little hand, bent slightly, and walked out of the car.

Girl, no, judging from her figure, that person is protruding forward and backward, and she is already a fully mature beauty.

The luxurious and beautiful long dress is perfectly cut to fit the beauty's body curve. The tube top design reveals a slender swan neck, exquisite and beautiful right-angled shoulder and neck lines and collarbone.

"Qingqing, be careful where you step."

Song Xian reminded him with great care.

Si Wu supported his hand, standing on the red carpet, with a pretty face, very light makeup, red lips and phoenix eyes, slightly raised eyeliner, every frown and frown are breathtakingly beautiful.

She has waist-length hair, and the two sides of the top of her hair are made into a bow-knot shape. The remaining fluffy and slightly curly hair ends are scattered behind her shoulders, instantly giving people a sense of sight of a fugitive princess.

It was the first time to attend such a big event.

Si Wu not only didn't have the slightest stage fright, but when the photographer's camera caught her, he smiled slightly.

All the netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned!

Then--

【Ahhh beauty crit, I'm dead! 】

[Within 1 minute, I want all the information on this woman! 】

[This damned sweet woman has successfully caught the attention of President Ben Ba, where is the butler, immediately tie her back to President Ben Ba! 】

……

"Qingqing, let's go."

Song Xian took Si Wu's little hand and started to walk the red carpet.

Immediately afterwards, a black limited-edition high-end car drove up behind them.

At this time, someone hurriedly trot over.

When the netizens saw it, they immediately exploded: [Fuck, isn't this Lin Lang, the CEO of VG? 】

【I heard that he never puts any star in the entertainment industry in his eyes, and now this is...】

Just when everyone was guessing, which big man Lin Lang was going to meet with this trotting posture...

In the next moment, a man in a black shirt, black suit, and black trousers leaned slightly and got out of the car.

[Ah, ah, a nobleman among the top rich and powerful, my father Fu! ! ! 】

The man was tall and slender, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His handsome beauty was astonishingly sharp, and every inch of his body exudes a cold and seductive aura, which makes people want to stop.

【Ahhh, I'm dead again, so dead! ! ! 】

at the same time.

The appearance of Fu Jinchen also caused a sensation on the scene.

The reporters rushed to Fu Jinchen in the blink of an eye like wasps returning to their nest, and countless flashlights flashed on Fu Jinchen non-stop.

Standing behind the crowd, Huo Qingshu lifted up her skirt admiringly and proudly, and walked towards Fu Jinchen.

When all the reporters were separated by Fu Jinchen's bodyguards, Huo Qingshu got by the man's side as he wished.

However, Fu Jinchen's eyes were always looking ahead - the petite figure being led away by Song Xian.

He narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and walked towards her with strides.

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