CHAPTER 353: CHAPTER 353: DEVOTE A LONG KISS LIVE STREAM

An Junxi put on a pair of high heels, and when she walked out of the hall, Gu Yikun couldn’t take his eyes off her.

The stylist could tell from the president’s reaction that he was very pleased with his wife’s attire. Mrs. Gu had a great figure and looked good in any style, no less than the jewelry models present today.

In the past, An Junxi always had the same few outfits to change into. After the marriage, her wardrobe was managed by her aunt, and she rarely wore the same outfit twice. Each time she changed into a new outfit in front of Gu Yikun, she would get nervous.

Just like now, whether it was due to the naked passion in her husband’s gaze, An Junxi felt nervous again, "Do I look good?"

"Very beautiful."

An Junxi smiled, "Hubby, you look very handsome too."

The stylist flattered, "President and Mrs. Gu are truly a match made in heaven, a perfect couple."

The usually cold President Gu rarely smiled, "Not bad."

The stylist was flattered and overwhelmed.

Gu Yikun held An Junxi’s hand as they went downstairs. There were many senior executives waiting in the lobby. Secretary Wang had already gone to the resort to greet the guests.

Many of these people were unfamiliar to An Junxi, but they acted as if they had seen her many times before, greeting her and the president without needing an introduction.

As she held Gu Yikun’s arm and nodded with a smile, He Sirui also came downstairs just as they were about to get into the car.

He Sirui saw the clothes An Junxi was wearing and her face stiffened for a moment before she smiled, "Jun Xi, when did you arrive? I didn’t know you were coming, what a surprise!"

Seeing that He Sirui was wearing clothes of a similar color to hers, An Junxi’s first reaction was unease. Both were main figures attending the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and appearing together in the media’s view would inevitably lead to comparisons.

This thought flashed by quickly, and An Junxi relaxed. Even if their clothes clashed, she wasn’t worried about losing to He Sirui. Right now, it was just a color clash, so what was there to fear?

Who fears who feels awkward.

An Junxi straightened her back and smiled sweeter than He Sirui, "I arrived yesterday and had a good night’s sleep. It’s really lucky to have just made it in time for the ribbon-cutting today."

He Sirui had a restless night and didn’t sleep well, and even heavy makeup couldn’t hide the fatigue in her demeanor. Seeing An Junxi with a rosy complexion and light makeup looking naturally beautiful, her own condition was already overshadowed.

She forced a smile, "The jewelry exhibition is tomorrow. I hope the exhibition won’t disappoint you, coming all the way here specially."

Gu Yikun and An Junxi got into the car. He leaned over to kiss her, "Little mischievous, were you just competing with He Sirui?"

An Junxi didn’t let him kiss, "I have lipstick on."

"It’s okay, I don’t mind."

"I don’t want to mess up the lipstick."

"..."

An Junxi turned back to tease President Gu. When they arrived at the destination, Gu Yikun almost couldn’t resist spanking her.

The media had already arrived, and when the car door opened, flashes continuously went off taking pictures of the two. Hotel security came to maintain order and escorted the president and his wife inside.

An Junxi seemed composed, but in reality, she was extremely nervous, holding Gu Yikun’s arm so tightly her hand had turned pale.

Gu Yikun covered her small hand with his palm, while dealing with people on both sides, he told her, "Don’t be afraid, just follow me."

An Junxi felt much calmer. Some people came up one by one to shake hands with Gu Yikun. An Junxi listened and realized they all had significant identities.

Eventually, she saw He Sirui’s father, He Feng.

He Feng, being an elder, behaved no differently than his peers in front of Gu Yikun. When shaking hands, he slightly bowed his head, not using his elder status, and called him "President Gu."

Gu Yikun was very indifferent towards He Feng. He introduced him to An Junxi, "This is Chairman He of He’s Jewelry."

He Feng looked at An Junxi in a way that made her very uncomfortable. It was a look of comparison.

He was comparing her with He Sirui, wasn’t he?

He Sirui’s car and An Junxi and Gu Yikun’s car arrived at the same time. As soon as they got out of the car, the media’s attention was drawn to them, leaving He Sirui’s car relatively unnoticed.

He Sirui fiercely pinched her assistant, "How could you screw up like this, letting me wear the same color as her?"

Ye Rong dared not argue with the boss, thinking it was clearly Miss He herself who didn’t rest well, ended up with heavy makeup, and changed her dress at the last minute, so who could be blamed?

As Gu Yikun and An Junxi walked into the venue, He Sirui finally drew some attention. She put on a polite smile and gracefully walked in.

A reporter following her asked, "Miss He, your outfit looks similar to Mrs. Gu’s. Did you dress like this on purpose to match?"

He Sirui felt like tearing the reporter’s mouth apart. How could she say that?

"Mrs. Gu and I are very good friends and have many common interests, so our tastes in clothing are quite similar."

The reporter didn’t let go and continued to ask several more questions. He Sirui resisted the urge to slap them, perfectly dodging the pitfalls the reporter set up, answering flawlessly.

When the ribbon-cutting ceremony began, Gu Yikun and An Junxi stood in the center, and He Sirui was squeezed to the edge.

He Sirui was furious, her eyes scanning for Ye Rong. Did she even do her job?

Ye Rong squeezed back through the crowd from the backstage and made an "OK" gesture to the boss.

He Sirui turned to look at An Junxi, thinking, just wait to see you embarrass yourself!

After the emcee gave the opening speech, the ceremonial maids brought up trays and scissors. When the salute went off, everyone picked up their scissors to cut the ribbon.

The media focused on capturing this iconic moment, surrounded in three layers of foreign media. Although it was the hotel opening, it actually marked an important moment for the new economy in Russia.

This castle-comparable hotel, invested by a large Chinese group, was bound to boost the local economy. Following the hotel opening, the jewelry exhibition would be no less than a fashion event, bringing together fashion icons from all over the world, making every moment indispensable.

Facing such a grand scene for the first time, An Junxi was already a bit nervous. The moment she picked up the scissors, all she thought was, oh no.

She secretly exerted force in her hand, why wouldn’t the scissors open?

Gu Yikun moved first, and everyone followed, cutting the ribbon balls. As the emcee led the cheer, the scene instantly became lively.

Only An Junxi’s area remained still.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one had noticed yet, she looked up at Gu Yikun and said, "The scissors won’t open."

Just as An Junxi finished speaking, the scene gradually quieted down.

The cameras focused on An Junxi. Why hadn’t Mrs. Gu cut the ribbon yet?

An Junxi’s hand started to tremble.

The emcee filled in smoothly, "Looks like our president’s wife is really excited and saved the best for last. Let’s give her a big round of applause!"

Applause started up again. An Junxi was wondering what to do when Gu Yikun took his scissors and helped her cut the ribbon, taking the opportunity to kiss her on the lips.

This move caused a media frenzy, with endless camera clicks, completely sidelining the earlier mishap.

The emcee seized the moment to push the atmosphere to its peak, "Seems the president’s wife wanted the president to help, that’s so enviable! Let’s see how long they can kiss? Let’s all count down together!"

The crowd started to chant. Gu Yikun’s kiss instantly melted away An Junxi’s nervousness. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his waist.

Never mind, let’s give them a long live kiss broadcast!