Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

Shan Yuting just sat in the corner, quietly watching Jiang Zitong, his new wife, who was radiant on the stage, as if the time went back to a year ago.

In his heart, he was even a little unclear: Why is a supermodel who was born for the catwalk, but now he is willing to go to the catwalk for a former [-]th line agent?Is it out of love for that man?Or put up with the fact that the other party is his cousin, separated by a layer of blood relatives?

All kinds of questions, intriguing...

With the perfect ending of the jewelry show, the organizers of this time are beyond unexpected satisfaction with Jiang Zitong's performance.

Of course, all the satisfaction was based on the fact that the organizers didn't know that the person under the mask was Jiang Zitong, not the long-awaited Jiang Yurou they had been thinking about.

However, there is one example.

At this moment, he was covering the corner of his mouth with his hands, with an unbelievable look on his face: "Oh, MyGod!"

The host of this show walked up the runway from the side stairs, and led Jiang Zitong slowly to the front of the runway. After bowing again, all the models of today's catwalk came out in a single file, and stood around the runway. .

At the same time, the models bowed to the audience together.

A few reporters with special passes rushed to ask Jiang Zitong on the stage with microphones.

"Miss Jiang, although today's show is not open to the public, there are still a lot of famous models. As the finale model, do you feel a lot of pressure?"

"Today, many supermodels are here for the famous Italian design master, Ryan Lonas Natta. Are you the same?"

"I heard that your leg was injured. Did you choose this long dress specially to cover the injury today? Then... Excuse me, will wearing the injury on the catwalk today increase your injury?"

"Miss Jiang, may I ask whether you injured your left leg or your right leg, and will there be any scars after the injury?"

"Excuse me, if you are so dedicated to your job while walking the show with injuries, will President Ning feel distressed?"

"Miss Jiang, your performance just now was very exciting, did you ever worry that you would fall down because of the pain?"

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Jiang Zitong turned to look at the host, with a polite smile on his lips all the time, without any answer.

Until the host opened her mouth to help her: "Everyone, everyone, you have so many questions, how should we answer Kenny. Why don't we come one by one, let's start from the pressure?"

As he spoke, he winked at Jiang Zitong, hoping that she would understand what he meant, and the staff next to him quickly handed over another microphone.

After Jiang Zitong took the microphone from the staff, his smile remained unchanged: "Actually..."

"Actually, you are not Kenny Jiang Yurou at all! You don't have the same eyes, you don't have the same voice, and you don't even have the same figure! I have taken a photo with Kenny myself, so I have observed her appearance and figure up close! She is definitely not like you That's it! I have reason to believe that you are a 100% fake!"

With a loud male voice, Jiang Zitong was interrupted before he could speak.

The boiling atmosphere in the arena suddenly condensed, and everyone who gradually quieted down digested the news they had just heard.

Many people looked suspiciously at Jiang Zitong on the runway, and then looked around for the source of the abrupt male voice.

Soon, the man standing in the crowd with an extremely excited expression was pushed out.