The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

"Dear Muse, what you said is very hurtful."

Feng Lan covered his chest and looked pitiful. There was a small wound on his lower lip that was bitten by Tang Tang just now, and it was a little red.

He looks like a poor tool that is thrown away after being used.

Tang Tang was too lazy to pay attention to him and just pushed the door and left. Feng Lan saw that he was really leaving, so he immediately followed. He acted coquettishly and tried to hold Tang Tang's hand from behind. As a result, the two of them went out of the door and happened to run into another man holding a thermos cup.

He was a thin man with medium-long hair tied into a not-too-short low ponytail at the back of his head. He had gentle features and fair skin.

He had a delicate temperament, like a sickly young man from a noble family, and at this moment he was holding a thermos cup in his slender white hands.

He must have passed by by chance, and was looking at Tang Tang and Feng Lan who were pulling each other with astonishment.

"Mr. Jiashu, Mr. Jiashu, so you are here!"

Just as the three of them were looking at each other, shouts came from the corner of the corridor. A second later, Jiashu's assistant ran over with two tablets in his hand.

Jiashu nodded politely to the two of them, and was very tactful not to say much. He just took the medicine from the assistant, covered his mouth lightly and coughed twice, then turned and went to another lounge.

He must be in poor health and sick.

Tang Tang was stunned for a moment, thinking back to when he was in Gangcheng before, the pink diamond Zhou Huai seemed to have been sent by Jiashu.

And Feng Lan interpreted the few seconds that Tang Tang was in a daze as her being a playboy and having her eyes on Jiashu, the sickly and stinky man.

So he immediately pursed his lips, opened his hands and hugged her again, with a bit of obvious jealousy in his tone, gnashing his teeth and saying, "Still looking? What's so attractive about that sickly girl?"

Feng Lan was shameless to the extreme and began to slander him in a dark way, "Just look at how pale his face is. He looks weak at first glance."

He narrowed his eyes, hugged Tang Tang and hummed, stretching out his tone to act coquettishly, "You are not allowed to like him! Look at his sickly body, maybe he has kidney deficiency and stomach deficiency, and he can't even have sex!"

Tang Tang was speechless and rolled her eyes at him, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you jealous? You're jealous of everything."

Feng Lan was shameless to the end and said directly, "That's right! You, a philandering woman, made me jealous to the point of tears."

Tang Tang shook off the goose bumps on his body and ran away quickly, "Shut up, shut up, you really need to learn Chinese better."

"What you say is disgusting."

After going out, there were photographers and various live broadcast cameras that were already in place. Tang Tang walked out with a somewhat official smile on her face. Behind her was Feng Lan who followed not far behind.

Many people's attention was attracted by Feng Lan. After all, as the specially invited judge of this international designer competition, Feng Lan was the center of attention!

Moreover, in terms of mystery and fame, Jiashu is far inferior to Fenglan.

As soon as they saw Feng Lan, a well-known designer who seldom appears in public, countless photographers pointed their cameras at him, hoping to capture the most perfect photo.

However, when everyone saw clearly, they found that Feng Lan had a sharp and handsome face for some reason, his brows were solemn, his mouth was slightly pursed, his lower lip was slightly red, and there seemed to be a small wound.

He looked unhappy, as if someone had provoked him.

But the opportunity was rare, so a bunch of photographers still pressed the shutter button quickly and took a lot of photos.

Feng Lan was quite arrogant. He didn't even look at the photographer and went to sit in his seat as a judge with a stern face.

However, Tang Tang was sitting in the first row of investors' seats. Seeing Feng Lan pretending with that stern face, Tang Tang wanted to laugh.

Who would have thought?

This famous designer on the judging panel, who is known for his rebelliousness, unruliness and unorthodoxy... had a stern face because he wanted to ask Tang Tang for another kiss just before he was about to come out, but was slapped by Tang Tang?

She looked at the almost invisible blush on Feng Lan's face with interest and curled her lips.

Feng Lan sat high up on the judges' seat, and he seemed to still be able to feel the softness and warmth of Tang Tang's palm on his face. His throat was dry, and he met Tang Tang's gaze, and his brows became a little more fierce.

Bad woman!

Tease him but don’t give him anything!

Feng Lan muttered to himself, but when he saw Tang Tang's raised lips and her clear purple eyes, he turned his head slightly and couldn't help but smile secretly.

However, the two of them did not expect that the live broadcast room was already in chaos at this moment.

The live broadcast room was opened at the very beginning. After Feng Lan appeared, the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room surged.

【Wow wow it’s Feng Lan! 】

[Oh my god, Feng Lan's face is really a dimensionality reduction strike among designers! ]

[Really? Why does a designer have to be so handsome? Do you designers select people based on their looks? ]

[Not only Feng Lan is handsome! ! Jia Shu is also handsome in another way! Both of the special judges are good-looking! ]

[Why is Feng Lan so cold? Can an internationally renowned designer act like a big shot like this? ]

[Hehe, I think the only thing worth looking at is his face. He keeps praising his face every day. Does a designer have to rely on his face to win? ]

If a person has fans, he will definitely have haters. Although Feng Lan became famous because of his talent, he does have many fans who like him because he is handsome.

Many people are inexplicably jealous of Feng Lan, and think that Feng Lan's usual style is very tough and very selfish, so they use these to constantly discredit him.

[??? The person in front of me is sick, I know you are ugly! ]

[Indeed, indeed! There are many ugly words! ]

[Yes, I just didn't smile much, is this also called a cold face? ]

[Emmm, the girl in front, but I think this should be considered a cold face (crying and laughing)]

[It's okay, it's okay, Feng Lan's cold face is just a small matter... He is a designer who makes a living by his talent, not his looks. ]

[Besides, he just gave me a cold face, he didn’t do anything else…]

Seeing Feng Lan sitting in the judge's seat, the people I met also started discussing.

[Feng Lan's face is indeed handsome. ]

[The scale of this competition is indeed huge. ]

【Who are the people sitting in the circle next to them? 】

[It seems to be a sponsor or an investor. After looking around, they all seem to be big shots! ]

[That’s right.]

[Wait——Don’t flash the camera so fast, I think I saw my wife flash by.]

【who??】

[Ahhhhh! You read that right, that really is Tang Tang’s wife! ]

[Oh my god, oh my god, Mr. Tang is actually here at the competition? ! ! ]

【Oh my god, I hate it so much. If I had known earlier, I would have bought a ticket. If I could meet my wife, I could have asked for her autograph. Woohoo.】