Gu Yikun originally wanted to kiss An Junxi to ease the awkwardness of the ribbon-cutting ceremony. Hearing the host leading the cheer and the guests’ enthusiastic applause, with the dia’s excitent not waning, he feared his young wife would be too shy to cooperate. Unexpectedly, An Junxi’s small hands wrapped around his waist, interacting with him wholeheartedly.
Gu Yikun was astonished. His large hand instinctively cradled the back of An Junxi’s head. Naturally, he wouldn’t let this high-profile display of affection pass by, and delivered a passionate French kiss on the spot.
The dia was overwheld by the scene; it was quite a visual treat!
President Gu, who had always been a lone wolf, showing such affection in public was absolutely sensational news!
In the lively scene, only one person was fuming with rage.
He Sirui held scissors in her hand, her twisted, sinister face terrifying the etiquette girl coming to retrieve the scissors. The etiquette girl reminded her, "Miss He, be careful not to hurt your hand."
He Sirui snapped back to reality, realizing that there were caras everywhere. How could she lose her composure like this?
She imdiately put on a radiant smile, gently placing the scissors on the etiquette girl’s tray, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."
The etiquette girl, a tall Russian beauty, felt a chill run down her spine at He Sirui’s sudden change in deanor. This Miss He was truly scary!
He Sirui could no longer bear to watch the two main characters kissing sweetly and turned away.
He Feng, seeing his daughter almost lose her composure in front of the caras from a few people away, was extrely disappointed. His daughter, his pride, was now outshone by a girl from a regular family.
He Sirui saw the disappointnt in her father’s eyes, and the hatred in her heart grew like wild vines, blocking out all sunshine.
An Junxi, you’re just lucky for now. Will this good fortune follow you for a lifeti?
The host and everyone counted down together. At the last second, Gu Yikun released An Junxi.
An Junxi’s cheeks were flushed, her breathing erratic. If not for Gu Yikun holding her slender waist tightly, she truly wouldn’t be able to stand.
The dia’s flashlights kept flashing, Gu Yikun’s broad chest shielding her face. Her charming state was for his eyes only.
It took a while for An Junxi to compose herself in Gu Yikun’s embrace. Gu Yikun whispered in her ear, "Honey, this worldwide broadcast was quite spectacular. Do you want to watch the replay tonight when we get back?"
An Junxi was stunned, "World...worldwide broadcast?"
Seeing his wife’s delayed reaction, and her cute, naive look, Gu Yikun couldn’t help but kiss her again, "Yes, worldwide broadcast. Mrs. Gu, you’re famous now."
Everyone thought they had seen enough public displays of affection. However, seeing President Gu still unable to help himself kissing his young wife, they continued to exclaim enviously, "What a happy couple! So envious!"
This ti An Junxi was shy, her hands anxiously gripping his arms. It was a while before Gu Yikun released her, and they both accepted the reporters’ interviews.
A reporter asked, "President Gu, you and your wife are so affectionate, yet your wedding was very low-key. Why didn’t you hold a wedding ceremony?"
Gu Yikun held An Junxi’s hand, "Our marriage was rather rushed. There will be a wedding ceremony."
"There are rumors that Mrs. Gu was pregnant, which is why you hurried to get married. Are these rumors true?"
The PR team noticed that the reporters were asking personal questions about the president rather than questions about the hotel’s opening. They kept an eye on the president’s deanor, ready to step in and shield him from the reporters.
Gu Yikun showed no impatience and said, "We have been married for over two years. Our daughter was born after the wedding. The reason for the rushed registration was my fear that my wife would be taken away by soone else. I couldn’t wait too long."
The reporter was caught off guard by another display of affection. Another reporter asked, "President Gu, when will you hold the wedding ceremony? We are all looking forward to it."
Gu Yikun smiled, "I’m also looking forward to it. This depends on Mrs. Gu’s mood."
An Junxi involuntarily took on this hot potato. She looked at Gu Yikun. What was this? Wasn’t the wedding date to be decided by him? How co it depended on her mood now?
The reporter followed up with An Junxi, "Is it that Mrs. Gu currently doesn’t want to hold a wedding ceremony?"
An Junxi made an excuse, "Our daughter is still young. I want to wait until she’s older. She would love to participate in her parents’ wedding."
Gu Yikun signaled to the PR team, who then redirected the reporters to interview the invited guests and the various businesses entering the hotel.
Gu Yikun and An Junxi returned to the lounge. An Junxi took off her high heels and sat in his lap, "I was really frightened just now. So many people!"
Gu Yikun’s hand lingered on her waist, "Honey, you did very well just now. Your husband will definitely reward you tonight."
Recalling the events of the previous night, An Junxi pinched Gu Yikun’s ear, "You bully ."
Gu Yikun said, "How can a reward be bullying? If you say that, I’ll be sad."
He massaged An Junxi’s feet, "Are your feet tired? Don’t wear such high heels next ti, what if you fall."
Seeing Gu Yikun’s attentiveness and gentleness, An Junxi felt all her exhaustion worth it, "Not tired, Yikun, do you think soone tampered with my scissors?"
Gu Yikun said, "We’ll check the surveillance to find out. You cannot leave my side even for a step today, understand?"
"Then don’t let go of my hand. Even if I want to leave you, I can’t."
"I will follow Mrs. Gu’s instructions."
They had lunch and in the evening there was a cocktail party. The stylist gave An Junxi a completely new look. Gu Yikun took her to et the attending guests.
The cocktail party was like a United Nations eting, gathering wealthy businessn and political figures from around the world. So local officials also attended. The little bit of Russian An Junxi had cramd was entirely useless. Fortunately, she was proficient in international English, making communication stress-free.
An Junxi had the standard look of an Oriental beauty, with a dignified and elegant deanor. Standing beside Gu Yikun, they were a perfectly matched couple, extrely outstanding.
The blonde, blue-eyed Westerners showered Mrs. Gu with complints. An Junxi, poised and graceful, handled it as if she frequented such occasions.
In fact, An Junxi had little experience with banquets. She relied on observing and listening attentively, learning from other socialites on the spot. Given her special status, everyone treated her respectfully, boosting her confidence so she wouldn’t make mistakes.
Gu Yikun didn’t let An Junxi drink a single drop of alcohol. After having sothing to eat and eting so of the more important guests, he took her back to the hotel.
An Junxi hadn’t had a chance to take a close look at the newly completed castle. She was too exhausted, and with a jewelry exhibition tomorrow, she didn’t dare to overdo it. Before nine o’clock, she and Gu Yikun returned to the hotel.
As they got out of the car and walked into the lobby, it was bustling inside. An Junxi took a few glances at the distant crowd. "Yikun, is there an event at the hotel?"
"No," Gu Yikun said, leading her into the elevator, "It’s the peak tourist season in Russia. Many people from our country co to Russia to escape the heat. It’s probably a tour group."
An Junxi asked no more questions. As the elevator doors were about to close, she heard a child’s voice and couldn’t help but want to pry the doors open for a look.
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