The flash marriage wife is sweet and wild

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." Mo Jinbei urged impatiently.

Luo Li closed her eyes, she was a little afraid of heights, but now she can only work hard to overcome it.

Lu Haoyan drove the helicopter, and it took less than 5 minutes to park steadily on the top floor of the building at the final site, and he could even hear the host's passionate voice coming through the microphone.

Mo Jinbei helped Luo Li down, looked at her pale face: "Can you hold on?"

Luo Li nodded.

"Go, all the designers are in the backstage lounge, I'll wait for you at the scene." Mo Jinbei stared at her deeply.

Luo Li ran out with the hem of her skirt in her hand, turned around when she thought of something, and looked at the man standing in the night, "Although it's a bit vulgar to say too much, I still want to tell you...thank you."

Thank you for the hope he gave her countless times.

Thank you for your unconditional trust and support.

Oh, and not unconditionally, but it doesn't matter.

At least she's not fighting alone.

The evening wind blew the woman's hair, and her gentle smile was enough to make the whole night beautiful.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Lu Haoyan looked at the two of you and me very curiously.

Are the two of them interesting?
If it's interesting, it seems almost interesting.

It's really confusing.

When Luo Li was brought over by Mo Jinbei's helicopter, she was photographed by a drone outside the building and immediately became a trending search.

She entered the lounge, where several shortlisted designers were resting.

There was still some time before the start, she sat down on the sofa, rubbed her chest, took out the audition mirror in her bag, and wiped some dirt on her face in front of the small mirror.

Fortunately, the skirt is not torn and can go on stage.

"Oh, this is someone who is married well, and even participating in a competition can be sent off by her husband on the public plane, earning enough attention."

A strange tone of yin and yang sounded, and Luo Li looked sideways.

I saw a young woman sitting there, looking at her with contempt.

The others didn't speak, but were somewhat jealous.

Although online voting is not open for the Xingya Cup finals, the judges will also consider the designer's popularity in their final evaluation. She was easily on the trending list tonight, so it's not like she's hated by others.

Lowering her eyes slightly, Luo Li sat there quietly without responding.

The woman snorted softly, and walked this way with a cup of coffee. When passing by Luo Li, she stumbled on purpose, and the cup of hot coffee poured directly onto her skirt!

Luo Li stood up suddenly, but it was useless, the brown liquid stained the white gauze, leaving a pool of disgusting marks.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The other party spread his hands innocently, "I didn't mean it, but I guess you don't care, after all, you are Mrs. Mo, just make a phone call, and someone should bring you a high-end dress Bar?"

The other party's sarcasm made the people next to him laugh: "You think too highly of her, she's a dove and a magpie's nest, and the real princess is back, she still has to sit back in her own ugly duckling."

Looking at the sarcasm of the two people in front of them singing together, Luo Li couldn't bear it no matter how much she could bear it.

Due to physical discomfort and the danger of a car accident just now, her mood is already unstable. She managed to make it this far, and was bullied by two insignificant people. Does she owe them?

Do not!
She owes nothing to anyone!
Facing the ridicule of the two, Luo Li walked aside expressionlessly, picked up the cup and poured water into it.

Seeing her so calm appearance, the two people were a little surprised, they looked at each other, and then said: "Look at her, she is weak and incompetent, how could Young Master Mo like this—"

Before the words fell, the woman was stopped by the water splashed on her face.

Seeing Luo Li's actions, the whole lounge stood up, a little surprised, and even a little fear appeared in their eyes.

The designer who was splashed was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, and said sharply: "What are you doing!"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Luo Li imitated her tone, "I did it on purpose, how about it? Do you want to report me?"

"You—" The other party wanted to step forward angrily, but was pulled back by the people around him.

"Forget it, forget it, Mo Jinbei is here..." the other party whispered.

Luo Li hummed softly, and accurately threw the paper cup into the trash can.

"That's right, my husband is Mo Jinbei. He is someone you can't reach with all your hard work. He just dotes on me. No matter if I occupy the magpie's nest or do my best, Mrs. Mo's position is mine. If you are jealous, you can only be respectful in front of me."

Her words made everyone present dare not refute a word.

They really could only say a few cold words, not daring to do any actual harm to her.

After all, she is... Mrs. Mo.

"I didn't want to be as fussy as you guys. Everyone came out to compete with real skills. Instead of forcing Lai Lai here, we might as well speak with our strength."

Luo Li looked directly at the woman in front of her who dared not speak out, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"Designers are ready to go on stage—"

The stage director opened the door to announce, breaking the atmosphere.

All the designers hurried out.

Luo Li walked in the back in no hurry, and rubbed her chest with some concern.

Taking a deep breath, she planned to go on stage like this, anyway, she was looking at jewelry designs, so she didn't care what she wore.

Just as she stepped out of the lounge door, her phone vibrated, Luo Li raised her eyebrows and frowned slightly.

The scene was brightly lit, and the judges sat down together.

Mo Jinbei led Lu Haoyan to sit down in the VIP seat, and looked at the stage where the host was introducing the designer.

"Finally, let us invite the champion of the semi-finals, that is, our designer Luo Li!"

Applause sounded, and the lights were cast on the entrance, but no one came out for a long time.

There were small discussions at the scene.

Seeing that the entrance was a bit stiff, the host coughed and said again: "Our Luo Li designer is invited!"

There was still no one at the entrance.

Lu Haoyan tugged on his pajama pants, "Where's the little white rabbit? Why isn't it coming out?"

Mo Jinbei stared at the stage, something flashed in his eyes.

Just about to stand up, Mo Jinbei's cell phone received a new message.

{Luo Li: Mo Jinbei, I'm sorry. }
Luo Li didn't come to the stage for a long time, and the host was a little at a loss. At this moment, the director hurried onto the stage and whispered something in his ear.

The host was obviously a little surprised, but he still reacted quickly and said, "I'm very sorry, everyone, our designer Luo Li was unable to participate in the final due to personal reasons, and the remaining designers will compete for the championship of this final. "

There was an uproar!
Luo Li actually retired at the critical moment?

But didn't she just arrive?
"Fuck!" Lu Haoyan exclaimed, looking at the man beside him, "Little White Rabbit has retired, do you know?"

Mo Jinbei stood up calmly, "Let's go."

"Hey—" Lu Haoyan stood up and hurriedly followed, "Go slowly and let me block it! I'm wearing pajama pants!"