His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1147

It was Tang Qianmiao's show that put pressure on Yu Manman, which made her whole body tense, except for mistakes.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Meng Ruixiang's warm comforting voice was like a tear gas bomb, and Yu Manman couldn't help but shed a few tears.

"Brother Ruixiang, I've never been so embarrassed. I always won before."

Meng Ruixiang can understand her, a person who has never lost is actually very fragile.

"It's okay, I don't necessarily lose yet, I have to play in a while, let's go."

"I'm not going, you go up for me."

She turned her face away: "I don't want to see those people criticize me."

"Man, don't do this."

Meng Ruixiang was helpless: "Then if you do this, it will only make that Tang Qianmiao laugh at you even more."

Yu Manman didn't speak, his petty temper came up, and it was difficult for anyone to speak.

At this time, there was a conversation not far away——

"Mr. Zhu, please be sure to talk about it. I really like that painting. It doesn't matter how much it is."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. After a while, I will talk to classmate Tang. She must be very happy."

Meng Ruixiang narrowed his eyes: "Someone wants to buy Tang Qianmiao's painting."

Yu Manman felt a soreness welling up in his heart, and he turned around and went back to the dressing room.

"Hey - it's full!"

After half past nine, the party came to an end.

At 9:50, the party is over and the show is over.

Qian Miao came down with the champion's trophy and certificate, besides that, there was also a bunch of car keys and a check for his million-dollar prize.

Walking down the steps, she saw Feng Xian standing not far away, looking at her with a smile on her face.

"Sister Miao! Great!" Feng Can's voice also came over.

Only then did she realize that her friends were standing on both sides of Feng Xian, and everyone had blessing smiles on their faces.

Lu Wanyu and Wei Wu also ran over.

She walked over with all her things in her arms.

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers, accompanied by loud footsteps.

Turning her head to look, Qian Miao's eyes widened.

The boys in their class flocked over, holding flowers in their arms.

The most enthusiastic one has already rushed over.

Two seconds later.

A figure flashed before Qian Miao's eyes, and his nose was hit by his chest.

Feng Xian tightly protected her, blocking the group of boys.

Bai Mucheng pursed his lips, and lazily said to the group of boys, "Let's all go back to study by ourselves."

The boy lamented: "Teacher Bai, our class won the championship, and we have to eat supper to celebrate later!"

"No time."

Class monitor Xu Bin saw Qian Miao surrounded by so many friends, even the big star Cui Jinghuan, so he knew he had no time to talk to them.

"That's fine, let's celebrate tomorrow night, Qian Miao, see you later!"

A group of boys followed him and waved: "Goddess, see you later!"

All of them had smiles on their faces and were extremely happy.

Qian Miao watched them off for a second, then turned to Cui Jinghuan and said, "Let's go, I'll see you off."

Cui Jinghuan has a busy schedule and is going to catch the plane immediately.

But he said: "It's okay, you still have something to do, we'll meet again next time, there's no need to send it off."

"Just to the school gate."

With that said, she temporarily handed over her belongings to Feng Xian and Feng Can, and then walked away.

Cui Jinghuan greeted the others and followed her.

The others didn't deliberately follow, leaving time for the two of them to talk.

Except for Lu Wanyu.

As a die-hard fan of Cui Jinghuan, she was determined to give it away, but she was grabbed by the back collar by a big hand just two steps away.

"Come with me, I have something to tell you." Cang Ze became more serious.

——

(Da Cang is looking for a fight again... Good night.)