Chapter 1280 (1/2)

With the help of Li Yue, shuimiaomiao lives in the center of X city, the capital of s country.

She also successfully entered a television station, after a month of internship, signed a one-year contract.

The company temporarily arranged for her to be a field reporter.

The love story of the young and handsome king romantic can occupy all kinds of news in China every minute.

This is a means of political implanting, using exposure and public opinion to increase the support rate of leaders.

Because of her special relationship with the royal family, Shui Miaomiao can easily get the first-hand information about the king and princess Baoyang. These exclusive reports make her station the first-line radio station in China with the highest ratings.

And she, through these news, also established her position in this radio station.

In just three months, she became the anchor of entertainment reports.

It was the day before the king of S and princess Baoyang got married.

All the people in s country celebrate with a three-day holiday.

It is regarded as a day of historic commemoration, and the people of s country take November 11 as Valentine's day of s country.

The palace was very busy.

Shui Miaomiao takes the photography team to shoot the documentary.

It was filmed first, then cut, with music and commentary.

”Shuishui, will you be my Bridesmaid? My mother... ” Li Baoyi pursed her lips and said helplessly, ”I don't know any of the relatives there. It's really boring.”

Shuimiaomiao chuckled, ”my aunt, I've been married and had children. I can't be a bridesmaid.”

”What's the matter? In ancient times, the brides were married and had children.” Li Baoyi said willfully.

Shui Miaomiao hit Li Baoyi's hand. ”It's just this once. The omen is very important. OK, my good baby, I accompanied you all the way when you got married. It's not that I didn't show up.”

Li Baoyi sighed helplessly. Looking at the door, Li Baoyi had a strange look. He looked at shuimiaomiao and said, ”Shen Mochen is here.”

Shuimiaomiao's back was stiff, his eyes were down, and his hands were shaking slightly.

In my heart, there is a sense of astringency flowing through.