Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Lu Jiaqi couldn't help laughing too.

This person really came, that is really wonderful.

Looking at the whispering crowd at the scene, the agent hurriedly stood up and presided over it: "Mr. Ji has indeed arrived at the scene, and now I invite Young Master Ji."

Sitting in front of the TV, as well as those audience friends who were watching the live broadcast, all looked forward to it, wishing to rush directly to the scene.

They all want to know the focus of this period of time, what is the final result.

Jiang Muyu turned to look at the backstage door.

The door opened suddenly, and behind the door stood a man in a suit and leather collar. He was looking at her with beautiful peach eyes and a smile. The man stepped out in a clean suit.

All the spotlights fell on him, and all the screens were close-up shots of the man.

His handsome appearance and the smile at the corner of his mouth made people feel warm. His eyes fixed on Jiang Muyu who was on the stage. The pampering and tenderness in his eyes seemed to soften everyone.

They haven't seen each other for a while.

Jiang Muyu couldn't help laughing, Ji Tuhao was still the same, he hadn't changed at all.

"I heard that there is excitement today, so I'll come over to have a look." Ji Ziyang was very fast, and walked up to the high platform quickly under countless flashing lights.

Lin Xiyu eagerly took a step forward, "Where's the child?"

Her eyes swept around the man, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Didn't you say you would bring the children here?" Lin Xiyu spoke softly, enduring the urgency of the question.

Ji Ziyang smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and casually walked to Jiang Muyu's side, raised his hand and embraced her in his arms, "How do I know about the child? It's probably at their own father's place."

The truth is so directly exposed in front of everyone.

Jiang Muyu bumped Ji Ziyang with her elbow, and said with a smile, "What should I do? Now she keeps saying that my son was born by you."

"Isn't your son also my son, and my godson can't deny me as a father." Ji Ziyang clasped her neck hard, and deliberately hooked her back when he spoke.

"Hey, don't touch your hands, image!"

Ji Ziyang raised his hand to her forehead and just snapped his fingers, "You still know the image, look at those on your Weibo, what image do you have?"

"Tell me, isn't this young master already giving her a lot of face by coming here to support her?"

In the end, Ji Ziyang didn't forget to yell loudly at the countless media reporters in the audience, his attitude was so unscrupulous.

Jiang Muyu couldn't help laughing.

Ji Ziyang in this appearance is exactly the same as the one he first met before.

Publicity, fearlessness, and a style of behavior that never cares about what others think.

"Haha, of course Young Master Ji has face."

"Ji Shao, what is your relationship with Jiang Muyu?"

One or two reporters were amused, and anyone with a discerning eye could feel the interaction between Ji Ziyang and Ji Ziyang.

The relationship between them is very good, as Jiang Muyu said, they are girlfriends, brothers, and best friends.

Lin Xiyu stood on the high platform, trembling uncontrollably.

"Impossible, Ji Ziyang, you are lying—"

She couldn't help shouting, the anger in her heart almost overwhelmed all reason.

No wonder Ji Ziyang was so calm before, and agreed immediately.

It turned out that he was not prepared to admit it from the very beginning, but now he deliberately wanted to embarrass her and make her lose face in front of all media fans.