Every time on the red carpet, Maomao will give him some topics. At that time, Jin Er is jealous, and he will suffer the loss.

Mao Mao politely held Tan Zheng's arm and gently put it on it, "Sister Tan, I am a good person, how could I mess with you?"

Tan Zheng looked suspicious, and she was clearly saying this, so she should just lie to others!

If she is a good person, then the word "good person" will be redefined!

The cameras are capturing the scenes of both of them.

However, in the end, the two of them successfully walked the red carpet.

Infield.

All the celebrities from Feifan Entertainment were present, and the situation was very lively.

The locations of Maomao and Tan Zheng are easy to find. Just like last year, they were on the same table as Song Sifan.

However, when they came this year, other celebrities from all over the world looked envious and looking up, and no one came out to make a show.

Last year’s cats are even more jealous, but this year, everyone can only look up to her!

Song Ci smiled and pulled open the chair for Maomao, "Sister Maomao, you are also very beautiful today!"

Maomao looked at Song Ci and sat down without hesitation, "You are also very slippery today!"

Song Ci didn't mind. He was dressed in a fancy and sweet mouth. "I'm telling the truth, but I'm just a natural romantic person. In fact, I'm super nice and honest."

Maomao: "Don't say it anymore, I can't listen."

Song Ci shut up.

After a while, Song Sifan also came.

He was wearing a hand-cut suit, with some retro designs, noble and elegant, and the large screen shots followed him.

When the stars in the company saw him, they couldn't control themselves. Just like chasing stars, many people were shouting at Mr. Song, and the scene was a little funny.

Song Sifan turned his head slightly, nodded to the camera, and then sat down.

He looked at the cat: "Are you okay?"

The cat frowned, "You're the one who's right."

Song Sifan smiled, "I'm fine, I've just been sleeping for a few days."

The cat realized that he was greeting her when Arctic came back.

But it's almost half a month, so she's certainly ready.

Maomao couldn't help but look at Song Sifan again. After she came back, she didn't hear about the movements of the Song family, nor did she know what major gains she had this time.

Soon, the party officially began.

Compared to last year, Maomao was also calm and she didn't care whether she had won any awards.

Last year and this year, Feifan Entertainment has attracted many newcomers and broke the habit of not accepting newcomers in the past decade.

So much so that half of the newcomers who dominate the screen now come from Feifan Entertainment!

The outside world is sighing, it is worthy of being Feifan Entertainment. If you don’t take action, you will be a hit product once you take action! There is a reason why Feifan Entertainment stands firm in the entertainment industry.

Finally, the female star who won the Best Artist of the Year Award in Feifan Entertainment is still Maomao!

The cat stood on the podium and was awarded to her by Song Sifan himself.

Song Sifan's eyebrows were vivid and suddenly smiled, "I thought about this scene last year, congratulations."

The cat took over the trophy, "Then what are you thinking now?"

Song Sifan: "I'm thinking about next year."

The cat just curled his lips, "You think so much."

However, this year's Best Male Artist Award is not Tan Zheng, but has become another new male star, and he is very popular.

It was Tan Zheng who presented him with the award, and Tan Zheng also looked relieved, he joked:

"Congratulations, thank you, and finally took this trophy away from me."

If he were still here this year, he would have taken it for ten years and would have attracted hatred.

The year-end ceremony was still heatedly discussed on Weibo. After the cat was over, it was almost twelve o'clock, but she still went to the hospital.

Mu Jin just came out of Ye Mingshi's ward.

"Ye Mingshi hasn't woken up yet?" Maomao asked.

Mu Jin nodded, "Yes."

Although he had no expression on his face, Maomao could see that he was a little anxious because Ye Mingshi had been sleeping for too long.

"Wait a moment."

Maomao pushed the door and checked Ye Ming's pulse.

Everything is normal, just a coma, as if you are sleeping endlessly.

Maomao was also a little confused, but she said: "Don't worry, A Jin, wait a few more days, if he is not awake yet... then think of something else."

They would never let Ye Mingshi fall asleep here all the time.

Mu Jin nodded.

In the parking lot, Mu Jin leaned against the car door, looked at the cat dressed up, and asked her with a smile: "Will you be happy tonight?"

Maomao nodded, "Happy, I'm happy every day with Ah Jin."

Mu Jin couldn't help but smile, "Is it the truth?"

"Of course, hehe."

Mu Jin opened the car door for her.

...

When I returned to the apartment, Maomao went to take off her makeup, took a shower, and changed her clothes, and then she felt relaxed.

Mu Jin had already washed his hair, his hair was almost dry, and he was sitting on the sofa playing games.

Maomao leaned over and took a look, "It seems that there has been no news about Xiyuan for a long time."

Mu Jin: "Isn't it good?"

Who wants to know the news about his former rival?

The cat tilted his head. It was not necessary to have Xiyuan’s news, but to have Xiyuan’s news, it means that everything in the heaven is normal.

"A Jin, sleep with me, don't play anymore." Mao Mao shook Mu Jin's shoulders, making him unable to continue playing the game.

Mu Jin threw away his phone, ignored the game ongoing, turned around and carried the cat and went to the bedroom.

The cat fell on the bed, and the soft bed shook slightly. She turned her head and looked at the painting hanging in front of her.

Mu Jin held her side, her voice slightly low and hoarse, "What are you looking at?"

The cat raised his chin and said, "I'm looking at that painting."

Mu Jin also looked over, "I'm not better than that painting?"

Then Maomao looked at Xing Mujin, "Hehe, A Jin is the most beautiful!"

"A Jin, you don't know, how did the old man in the Song family do after returning from the North Pole?"

Mu Jin shook his head, "I don't know, the Song family is very quiet recently."

But Maomao said, "Then, how did Qiye die?"

Mu Jin: "I killed it."

Maomao asked again: "Why did Qiye kill you? Why did Kunwu target you?"

Mao Mao has never asked these questions, but it does not mean that she is not curious.

Mu Jin looked at her deeply, "Isn't it good to ask these things at this time? Didn't you say sleeping?"

The cat smiled, "Just treat it as a bedtime story."

Mu Jin: "I don't know, maybe..."

He was about to speak, but Maomao suddenly raised his hand and strangled his throat, "A Jin, of course you don't know."

His slender wrists were slightly white in the moonlight, with a calm expression and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

But her fingers were slowly tightening, with amazing force!

Mu Jin's face suddenly turned red, and a trace of blood appeared.

"Maomao, what are you doing?" Mu Jin frowned. He seemed uncomfortable, but he did not attack Maomao.

But the cat kept tightening its five fingers.

After a while, Mu Jin suddenly grabbed Maomao's arm: "Stop making trouble."

He didn't blame his tone, as if he really felt that the cat was playing.
To be continued...