Lu Wenqing didn't think much about treating the other party as a staff member at the press conference.

"She's next door."

"Thanks!"

When he smiled back, the girl's big eyes glanced at Di Lin sitting at the table through the crack of the door, and retreated with the flowers in her arms.

Lu Wenqing closed the door and returned to the table.

Di Lin looked sideways: "Who?"

"A staff member is looking for his wife." Lu Wenqing explained casually.

At this time, several senior executives on the screen had already started to report their work, and Di Lin also took his mind back and put it at the meeting.

Outside the door.

The young girl's eyes were bent and cunning smiles flashed in her eyes.

This girl is nothing else, she is Feng Nuan, the one Feng Chen has been looking for.

He turned around with the flowers in his arms and came to Jun Qing's lounge outside, and the wind buckled the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Yiyi hurriedly ran over and opened the door.

"This is a bouquet given to Miss Jun by fans."

She uses Chinese.

"You speak great Chinese." When Zhao Yiyi heard the accent in a foreign land, she felt a little kind, and she took the initiative to reach out to receive the bouquet, "Leave it to me."

"I am also a fan of Miss Jun Qing. Can I ask her to sign an autograph?"

Feng Nuan bent the corners of her lips, her voice soft and glutinous, and her big eyes were full of pleading.

"This..." Zhao Yiyi couldn't bear to refuse, "Wait a moment, I'll go and say to Sister Jun."

In the room, Jun Qing had already heard the conversation between the two and turned his face and smiled.

"Yiyi, let her come in!"

"Please come in!" Zhao Yiyi opened the door.

Feng Nuan walked in with flowers in her arms, put the bouquet on the table, took the backpack behind her, unzipped the zipper, and reached into the backpack with his right hand.

Seeing a stranger approaching Jun Qing, Xiao Gao had already taken the initiative to come over and protect her side.

His eyes swept over Xiao Gao, Feng Nuan pinched out the notebook from his bag, took it out and handed it to Jun Qing.

With both hands, Jun chuckled and asked, "What's your name? I'll write a to sign for you."

Feng Nuan's eyes bent: "Just write about the little wind!"

Xiaofeng?

Hearing this name, Jun Qing's eyelashes trembled gently: "Your name is Xiaofeng?"

Feng Nuan's long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotions in her eyes: "Does Miss Jun know someone named Xiaofeng?"

The face of the boy who had already disappeared from the sea flashed in front of his eyes, and a sad look flashed in Jun Qing's eyes.

But soon, she covered her emotions and shook her head gently.

"No, I just think... this is a very nice name."

Put the notebook on the table and took the signature pen on the table. Jun Qing carefully wrote the signature on Feng Nuan's notebook. After writing it, he held it in both hands and handed it back to her.

Feng Nuan took the notebook and saw that the beautiful font on it was written.

“to: Xiaofeng

I wish you a happy day every day!”

Below is Jun Qing’s signature and date.

hapiness?

In order to find her, Feng Chen worked hard for so many years and almost searched the whole world.

As a result, she forgot him completely!

Feng Nuan's hand holding the notebook couldn't help but tremble, lowered her eyelashes, and whispered: "How can you do this?"

Without hearing what she was saying, Jun Qing turned his face in surprise: "What did you say?"

"Miss Jun!" A staff member pushed open the door and walked into the dressing room. "Please prepare for it, the press conference is about to begin."

Jun Qing raised his wrist to look at the time. Sure enough, it was less than a few minutes before two o'clock.
Chapter completed!