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We Got Married Chapter 127 Sorry Director

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    The director was quite happy to see the girls in front of him playing and joking, as if they didn't care about the camera behind him that was still on.  After all, this kind of personal personality that is not usually revealed to others is what interests fans the most.  Moreover, what excited him even more was what Taeyeon said just now.

    "Really? Then we will send an invitation letter to s.m company tomorrow."

    However, it is obvious that Taeyeon did not mean this.  Seeing the director's sudden excitement and Kim Taeyeon's somewhat surprised look, Cui Chengxian walked over quickly and said while waving his hands: "Director, Taeyeon didn't mean that. She just said she wanted to participate in today's filming.  That¡¯s all.¡±

    The director of "My Knot" obviously also understood that Taeyeon's words were not what he thought.  But he just wanted to try his luck again.  After all, for now, the most popular girl group is going to the United States, and in terms of girl groups, only Girls' Generation can have a certain appeal.  Even after the events last year, Girls' Generation is still going strong and its popularity is rising.  This is why the director wants to try to invite.  However, if you think about it, it is impossible for two members of a group to participate in the program "I Got Knot" at the same time. After all, variety shows are only used to increase popularity. It is also a waste for the agency to participate in the same program with members of the group.

    "Okay, okay. I was wrong. But of course everyone can participate tonight. We are just filming behind the scenes, you can just enjoy it."

    While the girls and the director were chatting here, on the other side, Jiang Wuyou pulled Quan Eunhyuk to a corner where no one was.

    "What's the matter?" Quan Enhe looked at Jiang Wuyou and asked in a low voice.  Jiang Wuyou quietly pulled himself aside, obviously wanting to avoid something.

    Jiang Wuyou looked back and saw the girls chatting happily with the director of "My Knot". The expression on his face was a little hesitant, as if he was wondering whether to say it out loud.

    Looking at Jiang Wuyou¡¯s movements, Quan Enhe also followed his gaze and looked over.  Seeing Tiffany, who seemed to be out of the crowd, with a different expression from those excited and chattering girls, Quan Enhyuk suddenly understood.

    "Have you really decided?"

    Jiang Wuyou turned his head subconsciously and looked at Quan Enhe's serious eyes. Jiang Wuyou couldn't help but turn his head again and looked at Tiffany, who was wearing a white dress and looked like a graceful fairy. He recalled her bright face when they first met.  The smile that was even more beautiful in the moonlight, compared to the Tiffany in front of him who seemed to have lost its light, lost its sunshine, and lost its vitality, Jiang Wuyou finally nodded, slowly but firmly.

    "Director Jin? Is it convenient now?"

    "Oh, what's the matter?"

    "Let's talk about it, okay?"

    "Oh, okay. PD, please follow them when shooting. Well, what's the matter?"

    "This way, please, this way."

    Watching Quan Enhyuk lead the director aside, Jiang Wuyou stood there and looked at him with a smile.  Listening to the noisy jokes of the girls around her, Tiffany stood there blankly, as if she had let herself go, as if she couldn't control her body.  She forgot how to breathe, how to listen, how to move.  She didn't know whether what she saw was true or false, because the most beautiful pictures in her life suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

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    "You, are you okay? Well, are you okay?"

    Tiffany squinted her eyes slightly. Under the sunlight above her head, the face of the big boy in front of her was only a mass of black.  The stumbling Korean language made her blink in confusion.  However, the gentle voice in his mouth, just like her father's, made her forget all of that, leaving only the feeling of closeness.

    The boy stretched out his hand to help the girl who fell to the ground.  However, he looked at his palms, and then wiped them hard on his white clothes twice, not paying attention to the sudden liquid stains on the white clothes.

    "Sorry, my hands are sweaty. I'd like to say sorry on behalf of the guy just now, he was just a little busy."

    The boy picked up Tiffany, bowed slightly, apologized for the guy who bumped into the girl, and then ran away in a hurry.

    "Look, that's Jiang Wuyou. The guy who is called the new generation of dance king."

    "Really? Is he the guy who has been praised countless times by senior Lee Min Woo?"

    "Shh, don't you know, their names are taboo within the company now."

    "Jiang, are you Wuyou?" Tiffany looked at her white and tender palms, "Yes?"It feels a bit warm.  "

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    "It's 'baosan', not 'baisa'. The one in the front means 'jewel', and the one in the back means 'mushroom'."

    "Oh, 'baisa'."

    Seeing the big boy in front of him lowering his head as if defeated, Tiffany secretly covered her mouth, trying not to laugh out loud.  How could she not pronounce such a simple word correctly? It was just to sit with him for a while and chat more.

    "Let's do it again, 'bao'."

    "bao"

    "san"

    "san"

    "Okay, put them together and say, 'baosan'."

    "'baisa'."

    Jiang Wuyou¡¯s head lowered again.

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    When the morning sun shines through the curtains into the house, you open your eyes and see your beloved. This scene is a scene that many people dream of.  And that day was just the most ordinary morning, but when she opened her eyes, saw the back of that person, and saw clearly the outline of him that had been engraved in her heart, she knew that this  One day will be the most unforgettable and happiest day in her life.  And what happened after that day made her even more determined.

    "Wuyou oppa, is that you?"

    "Good morning, Meiying."

    The gentle tone is still the same as when we first met a few years ago.  It's just that I didn't know you at that time, and you were still awkward at that time.  At this time, we are already friends, you have become the Milk Prince, and I have become the shining mushroom.

    And today, we have become a couple in the eyes of others.

    There are also the first date, the love lock in Nanshan, the new house, the concert event, all these, every bit and piece of marriage for such a long time, like a picture, flashed in Tiffany's eyes one by one.  Tiffany was like watching a movie, recalling the past, but forgetting that she was still standing among the slightly noisy companions.

    "Meiying, Meiying?" Yuri pushed Tiffany gently, her face full of worry.

    As if being awakened, Tiffany's absent-minded pupils regained their energy. Looking at the worried Yuri beside her, Tiffany turned her attention to Jiang Wuyou in front of her.

    Seeing Tiffany trying to move forward, but shaking her body as if she was about to fall, Yuri was so frightened that she quickly held her arm.

    "Are you okay? Why don't we go back and rest first?"

    Tiffany bit her lower lip and shook her head stubbornly.  After gently pulling her arm out of Yuri's hand and adjusting her makeup, Tiffany slowly but firmly walked towards Jiang Wuyou.

    "Wuyou oppa"

    Looking at Tiffany¡¯s slightly pale face, Jiang Wuyou¡¯s eyes widened with worry, ¡°Your face¡­¡±

    "It's okay." Tiffany shook her head, looking at the face that seemed to be within reach if she raised her hand, Tiffany raised her right hand slightly, but reluctantly put it down.  He clasped his hands together, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time, and as if making final confirmation, he asked firmly.

    "Wuyou oppa, do you have a girlfriend now?"

    "You knew already?"

    Listening to Jiang Wuyou¡¯s unlikely answer, but a clear message, Tiffany felt her eyes darken, her body swayed, and she finally stood firm.  After an unknown amount of time, Tiffany asked the second question, which she had been holding in her heart for a long time but had never asked.

    "You love her very much, right?"

    Jiang Wuyou stared blankly at the two clear tears streaming down her face.

    "Oppa, I like you"

    "Oppa, I, love you"

    "Oppa, do you love me? Do you like me?"

    "Oppa, have you ever liked me?"

    Looking at Tiffany in front of him, Jiang Wuyou seemed to have returned to that night, back to that day, standing downstairs in the dormitory, under the dim light, Tiffany's desperate cry.  For a moment he couldn't tell which was reality and which was memory.  He didn't know whether these questions were just asked by Tiffany, or whether they were Tiffany's desperate screams that night in his memory.

    And just standing in front of him, seeing that he didn't answer, Tiffany seemed to have completely given up, and there was no trace of expectation or fantasy on her face.  Smiling self-deprecatingly, Tiffany turned around and left without even saying a word.

     When passing by Yuri, who had been waiting behind, Tiffany seemed to have lost all her strength and fell limply into her arms.

    Cui Chengxian, who had been chatting with others, saw this situation and rushed over.  He asked worriedly, but after receiving the answer, his body suddenly stiffened.  I looked at Jiang Wuyou and the director of "I Knot" in disbelief, and checked with Tiffany many times with a serious expression.  After that, he took out his mobile phone again and chatted with the other party for a long time.  Finally, after confirming with Tiffany again, I walked step by step towards the director of "I Knot".

    Looking at the worried director, Cui Chengxian forced himself to smile and said apologetically:

    "Sorry, director."
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