How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1021 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 209 The image she worked so hard to create was ruined just like that.

Xia Huan was hugged in his arms. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced over his shoulder, but saw that the door of the lounge was pushed open a little, as if someone was standing there spying.

Not long after the cheating incident subsided, she didn't want to make any more trouble, so she hurriedly pushed the man away.

Xia Huan was still immersed in the matter of the backstage door crack, when she felt the man next to her lightly touch her head: "Yes, I watched her grow up."

There were auditoriums in the studio, and his habitual movement caused the audience to scream for no reason.

When the screaming stopped, a particularly sharp female voice shouted: "I love you Xishang!!"

Three black lines suddenly appeared on Xia Huan's forehead, she is the artist, okay?
From her debut to the present, it was the first time that other people's voices surpassed hers.

Unexpectedly, a question Wen Lan raised next caused the scene to scream for nearly 30 seconds.

The corners of her eyebrows with delicate eyeliner raised slightly, and she asked each word with a pause: "Since it's a childhood sweetheart, Miss Xia Huan's first time, wouldn't it be Mr. Xi who took it?"

Although she would ask some bold topics in previous programs, but this is the first time like this.

Although Xia Huan had done a lot of psychological preparation beforehand, when he heard this question, his smile froze instantly.

No one likes to speak out about their private affairs openly and honestly, let alone she is an artist who follows the idol route.

The man covered her calloused big hand, silently clenched her cold little hand, and his thin lips curled up in an inexplicable arc: "Is this show so big?"

The man's unique deep and sexy voice, biting out these words one by one seriously, once again plunged the entire studio into deafening screams.

Unexpectedly, Wen Lan followed his words and continued: "Is it convenient to say? The fans are very curious... I will ask for them."

The man smiled lowly, under the spotlight, his eyes were half-closed, he was staring intently at the little woman beside him whose face was already red like a ripe apple, and said something gently.

Xia Huan was completely numb.

There was nothing but screams of excitement in my ears.

The image she worked so hard to create was ruined just like that.

After the interview, Xia Huan almost shook off Xishang's hand and rushed into the bathroom staggeringly. He didn't care if the cold water would stain his makeup, and splashed it on his face after catching it.

She was in a daze throughout the interview, and she had no idea how many secret questions Wen Lan asked and how many Xishang answered.

After calming down in the bathroom for a while, she took a deep breath and turned to leave.

All the way to the door of the lounge, just about to open the door to enter, I heard Wen Lan's coquettish laughter: "Xia Huan left you alone like this? Are you angry..."

The familiar male voice is a more familiar gentle voice: "She went to the bathroom, she will be back in a while."

"Oh? I don't know how long it takes for her to go to the bathroom. Is it enough for Mr. Xi to communicate with me in private?"

The haunting voice was even breathing a little unsteadily: "Mr. Xi, you look more handsome in real life than on TV...attractive."

On the sofa, the man flipped through the magazine boredly, turning a blind eye to the charming woman who was close at hand: "I know."

(End of this chapter)