At that time, Zhang Yunqi, the quasi-director known as the fortune teller, gave Shen Qiguang a mysterious look: "Look at this face, from now on Yu'an will be the young mistress of a rich family." Lin Yu'an smiled, looking up his pure face and said: "It's not the ancient Republic of China, but a rich family!" Then he lowered his head and muttered: "I am the one who wants to be Shen Qiguang's little wife!"
Shen Qiguang's eyes were deep for a moment. He sat up straight and lowered his head to ruffle Lin Yuan's ear-length hair: "If you are destined to be a young mistress, I will try my best to be a young master."
At this moment, the event executive with exquisite makeup and long flowing hair walked into the VIP room and smiled sweetly at the people sitting: "This long-legged gentleman is the famous teacher Shen Qiguang. I have been looking up to you for a long time. You will sit at the main table No. 4 When the show starts."
Shen Qiguang lowered his head and fiddled with his phone. There was no response from the beginning to the end. However, the assistant beside him was stunned for a moment and replied with a smile: "Thank you, Sister Yu'an."