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

<thia小姐，你是今天婚礼的……新娘？！”

Finally, someone in the reporter group interrupted the lingering relationship between the two of them at the moment, and asked the most straightforward question in doubt.

The quiet discussion among the crowd gradually diminished at that moment.

All eyes seemed to sweep towards Bao Jinghan at this moment, and in the next second, everyone woke up, picked up their long guns and short cannons, and started a new round of "sex" against her and the man beside her again. bombing".

Bao Jinghan didn't make a sound, but squinted his eyes slightly, his face full of happy spring.

Holding Lu Yan's arm, she stepped on the red carpet and turned around slowly.

The skirt of the dress also followed her movement, dragging and sweeping across the ground.

Light, yet elegant.

She leaned on Lu Yan's shoulder and turned to look at everyone.

The lazy and sly black eyes were stained with water, bright like stars in the night.Superficially, it slid across the faces of the crowd without leaving a trace, turned around again, and fixed on the outermost reporter who asked the question.

She glanced at the brand on the reporter's chest, and the arc of the corner of her mouth deepened slightly: "Ma'am, do you have any questions? Can't I be today's bride?"

The reporter spoke with incomparable sincerity, and when she finished speaking, she looked at Bao Jinghan again, glanced up and down, and gave a little approval in her eyes: "You are beautiful today, Cynthia."

"Thank you for the compliment, ma'am."

Nodding, Bao Jinghan took a deep look at that person.

And at this moment, everyone's voices were getting sharper and approaching Bao Jinghan——

"The rumored mysterious heir is you? This is too surprising!"

"We received a notice last night that Mr. Bo Junchen fell ill. Is this true? Or is it a hype?"

"That's right, Mr. Bo deliberately concealed your existence and only made it public until now. If you have anything to ask, do you want to protect it, or do you want to use you to create news effects?"

"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Bo's daughter died young, and she only adopted one son, Mr. Bo Junchen, and has no other children. We are curious, what kind of relationship do you have with Mr. Bo? Why are you the heir?"

"..."

Facing so many questions like cannon fire, Bao Jinghan still smiled and stood where he was.

The calm and elegant image was captured by everyone in the camera.

It seemed that to her, this was nothing more than a runway show, and there was nothing that would change her face.

It wasn't until the noisy questioning gradually died down that she raised her hand with a smile, and raised her hand between her lips playfully, making a gesture to silence people.

When everyone saw her, some subconsciously stopped their voices, some were taken aback for a moment, and then closed their mouths. Some joked, and waved an apologetic gesture to her, and then fell silent one after another.

"Thank you for paying so much attention to my wedding. But you have too many questions, and I don't know which one to answer for a while. I can only say that I am indeed the heir of the Bo family. This is an unquestionable fact——"

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