A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

The bright cool light made his figure more upright and upright, and he would not look old because of his increasing age. On the contrary, there was a kind of majesty walking like a tiger, slowly dissipating from him.

That is a kind of domineering that belongs to the king and the superior.

There is also a bit of mystery, no matter who sees him, they probably won't mistake him for some ordinary character or a kind old man because of his aging appearance.

Under the stage, the flashing lights that the reporter went to flickered frantically.They all want to capture that face that rarely appears in front of the media at the first time.The nearest reporter even tried to climb onto the stage on a whim because he wanted to get the first chance to ask questions.In the end, he was taken out by the bodyguards accompanied by Mr. Bo.

And Mr. Bo, who was always standing under the light, seemed to have never seen what happened just now.He stood peacefully, looked at the noisy crowd under the stage with a slight frown, turned his face and waved, called a man in his thirties, whispered a few words in his ear, and then turned his eyes again fell back to the venue.

The man bowed in a particularly respectful manner, and then left quickly.

Not long.

All flashlights were turned off, and the reporters in the hall fell silent.

The lighting engineer turned on all the lights in the venue, and turned off all the spotlights covering him and the spotlights to enhance the atmosphere of the venue.Only the crystal lamp in the center of the hall was left, which was enough to illuminate the venue.

The home photographer advances the camera.

Mr. Bo's face was full of vicissitudes after being washed by the years, but still showed a domineering angular face, which was clearly presented in the live video.

The domineering facial features are incompatible with the warm lighting in the venue.

But those exquisite fox eyes showed his shrewdness and wisdom to the fullest...

"Hmph, old fox!"

Leaning on the car seat, the man stretched his legs, looked at the video carelessly, and snorted slightly.

This made the young man in the passenger seat involuntarily straighten his back again and move forward.

However, his gaze quietly moved towards the direction of the rearview mirror, and he secretly glanced at the man sitting in the back seat who looked like a monster and seemed to be a miracle.Subconsciously swallowed dry foam with a gurgling sound, then quickly withdrew his gaze, looked at his nose, his nose at his mouth, and continued to pretend to be dumb with concern.

At this time, the old Bo in the video stared at the quiet reporters, and succinctly announced the purpose of holding this press conference——

"Holding this press conference...I'm sorry. Because the news to be released today, it will not be a secret tomorrow. My best son, because of fatigue, had to be hospitalized. Because of his illness, he I will definitely miss my own wedding this time. I am deeply sorry for this! However, the invitations from the Bo family have been sent out, and the wedding has been well-arranged. , but returned with regret. So..."

Bo Lao, who had a helpless face just now, sighed, then paused slightly, his face and eyes becoming serious.

He raised his wrist slightly, holding the hand of the civilized stick, tight and tight.

As if she had made up her mind, she spoke again: "So, the wedding will not be cancelled, this is the promise of the Bo family to all guests and close friends!"

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