Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 2928 Let me communicate with her

The air in the studio instantly condensed following the host's questioning. Everyone froze in place. Even the director was caught off guard. He didn't even dare to take a breath for fear that Nangong Mo would kick the stool and leave. After all, such a thing Not that it never happened.

Nangong Mo frowned, his face was extremely gloomy, he made a pause gesture in the direction of the director, and then asked the host, "Who asked you to ask this topic? Didn't you read the contract we signed before going on stage?" ?”

The host's hairs stood on end when he asked, but he had to bite the bullet and make a smile; "Well, Mr. Nangong, I, this is really, I am too..."

He didn't know why, but he, who was able to deal with it freely, seemed to be a little shorter in front of Nangong Mo, and he stuttered even when explaining, and he didn't know how to explain his behavior.

In fact, he could put this responsibility on the new deputy director, but because the other party is the leader of Airborne after all, he didn't know the other party's strength, so he didn't dare to offend him casually, so he made himself the most difficult person.

While the host was stammering and trying to save the situation, a crisp voice rang out in the quiet hall, saying with a fearless attitude: "I asked him to ask, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can ask me."

After the words fell, the woman walked in slowly, followed by a group of people surrounded by her, the aura overwhelming the audience.

Nangong Mo turned his head, and when he saw the face of the visitor, a touch of shock and astonishment shone on his cold face, and he stood up unconsciously.

The host sitting opposite him was attracted by the people at the door, so naturally he didn't see the surprise in Nangong Mo's eyes, otherwise he would have doubted whether they knew each other.

Compared with the host who failed to pay attention to Nangong Mo's expression on the stage, the assistant who has been with Nangong Mo for many years has never left his eyes from his own artist. His heart was raised high, and his eyes were full of worry Light.

If he could, he wished he could rush to the stage and grab his artist by the collar to calm him down. Don't be caught by the people here, otherwise their efforts all these years will be in vain.

It's just that no matter what he thinks in his heart, he can't do that, it will only make people more suspicious.

The woman walked in slowly, did not look at Nangong Mo's expression, but reached out to take the script handed over by the person next to her and said, "I'm sorry, today's script was changed by me temporarily. If Mr. Nangong has any dissatisfaction, please let me know." You can talk to me afterwards, as for the contract, I will take full responsibility, but I hope you can try your best to cooperate with the host to drive out the progress, and don't make it difficult for him."

Seeing the woman's indifferent face and the expression of not knowing him, the joy in Nangong Mo's eyes quickly faded, replaced by a coldness and gnashing of teeth: "Are you sure you want me to cooperate with your questions?"

What he said meant one thing to the woman's ears, but another meaning to the other people's ears.

None of the people present knew about the relationship between them, so they naturally thought that Nangong Mo was angry, and maybe a terrible scene would happen next, so they didn't dare to take a breath, and they were all waiting for Nangong Mo to get mad.

Only the director stepped forward boldly, wanting to reconcile it: "Hehe, that, Mr. Nangong, I'm really sorry, this may be our new deputy director, she doesn't care too much about the contract between our TV station and you." Clear, please give me some time, let me communicate with her."

(End of this chapter)