you'll be kicked out sooner or later

there were too many people to thank. if he counted the names one by one, there would be some that he would miss. it was better to just say thank you.

Applause came from all directions.

Wen Qiao looked at the heavy golden trophy in her hand and finally smiled.

fu nanli could feel the flashes of light behind him. the group of wen qiao's admirers were taking photos like crazy, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing violently. he reached out and tugged at his tie.

When the event finally ended, Fu Nanli stood up and walked backstage under the escort of his bodyguards.

Qin bei was holding a bouquet of yellow roses decorated with baby's breath. Fu Nanli took it and went backstage.

Wen Qiao sat in front of the dressing mirror and removed her earrings. Her earlobes were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed after being clipped on for so long.

she had just removed her ear clip when a hand reached over. it was warm to the touch. she looked up and saw that it was fu nanli, gently rubbing her earlobe.

The fresh flowers were put aside, and the man's deep voice sounded gentle in the noisy backstage. "Does it hurt?"

Wen Qiao removed the other ear clip and rubbed it. "A little."

He then gently massaged her earlobe.

Lu Youyou suppressed her excitement and said, " " wow, even such a simple action makes me feel that the sexual tension is very high. "

Dong Yao pulled her hand and walked out. is your boyfriend lacking in sexual tension? "  

lu youyou leaned against the door frame and whispered, " in public, you're still a top celebrity. Can you be more mindful of your image? "

Dong Yao directly dragged him out. it's already public anyway. What do I have to pay attention to? "  

A few female fans of Dong Yao were walking towards them in the corridor. They were extremely excited and asked for a photo together. Dong Yao said coldly, " "I'm sorry, no photos."

"Can't you be more affable?" Lu Youyou wanted to cry but had no tears. They're your fans."

Dong Yao said,"I've always been like this."

A few female fans said behind him, " yes, yes, yes. He has always been like this. Don't quarrel with Dong Yao. He's quite good like this. He doesn't need to pretend. We all like it.

Lu Youyou was speechless. She gave her fans a cold face, but they still spoke up for her.

dong yao was probably the only top celebrity who could be so willful.

The other top-class players would be so envious of him.

Backstage, the boys who were planning to present flowers swarmed to the entrance and saw a man pinching Wen Qiao's earlobe. The two of them were acting very intimately.

"Her boyfriend?"

"It seems so."

"F * ck, he looks quite handsome."

"So what if he's handsome? She's not young anymore, she'll be kicked out by Wen Qiao sooner or later."

"Can we still go up and present the flowers?"

"Why not? We appreciate art. "

A group of five to six boys, each with a red rose, lined up to go in and give Wen Qiao flowers.

The boy, who was originally rather arrogant, was instantly terrified when he saw Fu Nanli's dark face. He threw the flowers on Wen Qiao's dressing table and immediately fled.

Wen Qiao's family followed closely behind. Su CE rubbed Wen Qiao's head. "Qiao, you did well. I'm proud of you."

su ce did it on purpose. she was his niece. why should she listen to young master fu's eyes? he could rub her head if he wanted to. what could he do?

young master fu could not do anything to him, but he could do something to his niece.

Wen Chi, Wen Mo's mother, and uncle Ji all congratulated her. Wen Qiao handed the trophy to Wen mo. "Give this to your sister."

Wen Mo's eyes sparkled as he caressed his sister's trophy lovingly, his admiration for his sister growing even more.

"Let me touch it too." Wen Chi hooked his arm around his neck.