MTL - Dressed As An Omega Who Was Divorced By Seven Alphas-Chapter 63

He Huan smiled slightly: "I accept your apology."

Charlotte finally adjusted her expression and returned to her previous dignity. But what he said was not so pleasant: "You are the most noble person in our empire now, whoever dares to make you unhappy, Fitz will be the first to let him go."

When the nobles heard this, they reacted very cleverly. Immediately ran to He Huan and bowed to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we are talking nonsense, please forgive us."

He Huan looked at the unwillingness of these people with a half-smile and didn't speak.

Those people could only keep apologizing and glanced at Charlotte, but she didn't intend to help them out. Only then did a few people truly realize the seriousness of the matter, and cold sweat hung on their foreheads.

At this time, those politicians and nobles who supported Fitz came over.

Before, Fitz insisted on going his own way to be with He Huan, a starlet with no power and no background, which caused some fanatical supporters to leave in despair, and some became neutral.

Until the last time He Huan dared to go to Dongnuo Palace with Fitz to challenge Sente, and learned that the pheromone match between the two was as high as 100%, which made many people's wavering hearts stabilize again.

Today, He Huan, a little star who only lives in the gossip news, finally showed his true colors in front of everyone, and immediately gave Princess Charlotte a bad rap. He really has some skills.

With the few words just now and the courage to confront the princess, He Huan won the approval of Fitz's supporters.

On the contrary, they should also show some sincerity.

"Princess, what happened to make Mr. He angry, it's not good, you said it yourself, he is now the most noble person in the entire empire." An elderly man with gray hair stood beside He Huan, Asked Charlotte with piercing eyes.

After He Huan saw the old man appear, Charlotte's expression suddenly became tense, and she suddenly became interested.

This old man is not only an old nobleman, but also the Minister of Defense, with a high prestige in the empire.

"Old Ye, it's just a trivial matter, how dare you worry about it." Charlotte winked at those people and told them to get out of here.

A few people breathed a sigh of relief, and were about to run away.

"Wait a minute." Ye Lao suddenly opened his mouth, and just two words frightened those people into mournful faces.

"Ye, Ye Lao..."

"We were wrong, we were really wrong, and we apologized just now..."

He Huan smiled: "You guys are more sincere in apologizing this time."

A few people ate He Huan's heart.

Ye Lao snorted coldly: "Such an unruly person is really an eyesore."

Charlotte took a deep breath: "Old Ye, today is my birthday party, and everyone is a distinguished guest I personally invited. They also apologized to He Huan for coming, and they have already understood the matter. Give everyone a bad party."

Ye Lao's sharp eyes were cold and cold, without anger and prestige, just about to speak, He Huan said to him with a smile: "Mr. Ye, thank you for your care and love for me, a junior. Both Fitz and I are very grateful to you."

Ye Lao nodded to him appreciatively. Neither humble nor overbearing, there is a limit to advancing and retreating.

Not relying on his old man's backing to show off his power, but also taking on this matter with all his strength, it is indeed the Omega that Fitz likes.

"In that case, I, an old man, will not be an eyesore here, and please take care of the prince's partner and children more." Ye Lao took a deep look at Charlotte, and walked away with a glass of wine.

Charlotte sent off Mr. Ye with a stiff smile, and then excused something, ignored He Huan, and left.

After this battle, no matter what He Huan did or wherever he went, no one dared to gossip in front of him.

He was very quiet for a while.

Not long after, Mrs. Gloria came, and Cornelia, a clever little ghost, was also invited. After exchanging greetings with relatives and friends, they all walked to He Huan's side by coincidence.

Mrs. Gloria brushed her blond hair by her ears, and said to He Huan with a smile, "How do you feel recently?"

"Very good, thank you Ma'am." He Huan made a gesture of invitation to her, and invited her to sit in the booth together.

The two had just sat down when Cornelia came uninvited and sat down next to He Huan: "Semil, long time no see!"

She held He Huan's arm affectionately: "You don't know how much the crew misses you, everyone reads your name every day, doesn't think about food and drink, and loses 20 catties on average."

"They don't miss me, they want to film with me." He Huan ruthlessly exposed the lie of Cornelia, a lobbyist: "I won't go back to acting even if you talk about it today."

Cornelia pouted: "The prince is too domineering, he must be a tyrant when he comes to power..."

"Leah!" Mrs. Gloria scolded her disapprovingly.

Cornelia covered her mouth, and although she didn't finish the last word, her big rolling eyes clearly said: I'm not wrong!

He Huan explained dumbfoundingly: "It's true that I want to take a rest, and it has nothing to do with Fitz."

After the press conference, the most speculations on the Internet about his retirement were that he was forced by Fitz. No matter what he explained, no one believed him. It was only later that he found out that his colleagues from the crew of "The Vanishing Cuxing Town" had fired a lot. Netizens believed this kind of joking complaints to be true.

Sure enough, Cornelia still didn't believe it, acting like I don't care if you are absolutely covering up Fitz.

He Huan was helpless, and if he couldn't explain it, he didn't bother to explain it. Time is the best eliminate agent, and the most indispensable thing in the entertainment industry is excitement. Soon there will be new gossip to replace his Xiying matter.

Cornelia made some more efforts, but couldn't persuade He Huan, so she had to lose the battle and talk about other topics.

"Actually, Mr. Jiang and Director Gao even asked me to bring you a sentence. The entire crew is very grateful to you."

"Huh?" He Huan was puzzled.

"After the film was finished, I was going to have a grand publicity trailer, but you suddenly stopped filming, which drove the popularity of the film together. In the history of the empire, there is no such thing as a royal family starring in a film, and someone even found out that the prince also starred in it. The people of the empire are looking forward to it."

He Huan laughed: "It seems that I have saved Mr. Jiang a lot of publicity fees, and I must let him treat him next time!"

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing." Cornelia took out a stack of small cards from her bag: "You can't refuse me, everyone in our crew has signed it, and it's specially used to give fans a lottery The gift of giving back."

He Huan saw her unfold those colorful cards and handed him a signature pen. It turned out that I wanted to sign myself.

"no problem."

Although he said it was okay, He Huan seldom encountered difficulties. Looking back, neither the original owner nor he had any experience in signing!

It stands to reason that his current coffee position is definitely a superstar, but who would have thought that this superstar has never signed an autograph for fans.

He Huan saw that some of the cards were already signed with the names of colleagues in the crew, but the familiar names were unfamiliar with chic and beautiful handwriting. Everyone even left a place in the middle for himself, which is quite considerate.

Holding the pen, He Huan suddenly thought that he hadn't written since he came to this world, because his fingerprints are usually used to sign contracts.

In other words, since he retreated to practice human form, and then traveled to the interstellar world, he has not written for nearly a hundred years.

How do you write the word "He Huan"?

Although I can always see my name on the news, writing it is another matter.

Cornelia urged him: "What's the matter? Write it quickly. After signing these, I will ask you to sign a few as family heirlooms. It will definitely be worth a lot in the future!"

He Huan rubbed his nose, quickly flipped through the cover of the card, and finally saw the words "He Huan as Semir" on a still photo that belonged to him.

Just when he thought everything was going well, he just wrote the word "He Huan", and his heart skipped a beat.

The two characters, which looked like earthworms crawling out, were so ugly that it was impossible to look directly at them against the background of beautiful cursive characters such as "Li Qi" and "Yan Tingyun".

Gloria: "..."

Cornelia: "..."

As aristocrats who received elite education since childhood, the two beauties have never seen such ugly characters.

"Oh my god, this word is too ugly! He is a celebrity after all, so fans wouldn't dare to ask for such a signature?"

"Elementary school students are prettier than this word. Has the princess ever gone to school?"

I don't know where two people came out of nowhere, commenting on He Huan's words in a strange way.

In the interstellar era, an ordinary person can write with a pen except at the stage of literacy, and hardly touches a pen after graduating from school.

Only aristocrats will regard calligraphy as a professional course for self-cultivation, not only to learn, but also to write for a lifetime.

Therefore, almost everyone in the nobles can write a good hand.

But no matter how good the writing is, it's just the icing on the cake for a person's evaluation, and it's not a big deal.

The group of people who laughed at He Huan were just making a fuss about a trivial matter.

Before, He Huan taught those people a lesson and made the concubine lose face. Although he had Ye Lao's support, he also secretly offended many people.

But most people are still on the sidelines and don't want to act rashly.

And the two people in front of them seem to be staring at He Huan, hoping that he will make a mistake, and then seize this mistake and want to tell the whole world, so that everyone can laugh at He Huan.

The wolf's ambition is clearly revealed!

Cornelia and Mrs. Gloria stood up suddenly, and were about to help He Huan fight back.

"What happened?" Fitz finally walked to He Huan's side at some point.

No need for He Huan to speak, Cornelia pointed at the two people who were mocking He Huan and told Fitz what happened just now.

Fitz's expressionless eyes fell on the two of them.

The two were so frightened that they couldn't speak, as if they were stupid. Shouldn't the prince be greeting the ministers of finance in the east? They only dared to find fault with He Huan after looking at it.

The arrival of Fitz attracted the attention of the guests at the same time. Soon, everyone knew what happened just now.

It’s not a big deal to watch the excitement. Some people want to see He Huan lose face, some people want to see how Fitz handles this matter, and some people just want to see people inside the royal family make trouble.

Such a trivial matter as ugly writing is actually not a big deal, but He Huan has a sensitive identity and is manipulated by someone with a heart. If he can't handle it well today, he will inevitably be criticized in the future for his low education level, lack of cultivation, and unworthy to be a prince. companion.

At this time, He Huan and Fitz's adaptability will be tested.

Fitz didn't pay attention to these hostile theatergoers at all, and just sat down with He Huan in his arms.

"I choose He Huan to be my partner just because I love him, not just a tool that can only write beautiful words."

Fitz embraced He Huan in his arms, covered the back of He Huan's hand with his right hand, and picked up the pen in each hand: "What else do you want to sign?"

He Huan picked up the stack of cards with a smile: "All must be signed."

"Hmm." Fitz picked one at random, then held He Huan's hand tightly, and outlined two beautiful and beautiful handwriting on the paper one stroke at a time: "He, Huan..."

When He Huan turned his head, he could see his handsome face, writing his name seriously and gently.

"Your handwriting is so beautiful."

"From now on, I will be your pen." Fitz smiled lightly, and changed a card to write: "Your life, please let me write it too."

"good."

The guests who wanted to watch a good show were finally stuffed with dog food, not to mention wanting to scold their mothers. Especially those opposing camps of Fitz, who came excitedly and left cursing.

Cornelia quickly took out her booklet, and the crown prince and princess signed it together. This opportunity is so rare, she quickly handed the booklet in front of the two of them: "First, sign for me first!"

He Huan was amused by her anxious appearance: "Okay, I'll sign for you first."

As a result, just as the last stroke was finished, a lot of small cards and notebooks suddenly appeared in front of him, and even an oversized poster of Semir appeared!

"I want to sign too!"

"Me too! Crown Princess, I'm your fan!"

"I came first, don't squeeze!"

He Huan looked up and was almost frightened. Why did so many people suddenly appear, and they were all holding photos of him playing Semir.

An Alpha said shyly, "I really, really like your character Sermir!"

He Huan instantly felt Fitz holding his hand even tighter.

"Me too, I like it so much!" Another handsome Alpha squeezed in, with at least six or seven photos in his hand: "Please sign me!"

He Huan clearly noticed that the air pressure around Fitz's body had turned cold, and the word "unhappy" was almost written on his face.

"No more!" Fitz dropped his pen.

"Hey! How could this be? He Huan has already retired. It will be very difficult to see each other in the future."

"Prince, don't be so stingy, just sign your name, please!"

He Huan also whispered in his ear: "Today is the first time I sign an autograph, and I will rarely have this opportunity in the future."

He hasn't had the addiction of being a superstar yet, and what he didn't expect is that there are so many fans among the nobles.

Fitz glanced at He Huan, smiled coldly, then let go of He Huan's hand, pulled out those photos, posters, and booklets and signed them.

"Hey?! But we want He Huan..."

"how come…"

Fitz looked up, there was no emotion in his silver-gray pupils.

All the fans: "..." It's a wolf that can't be messed with.

Many years later, He Huan's ugly autograph was sold for a sky-high price. It is said that this is the only postcard signed by him himself, and His Majesty Fitz will do the rest.

The fans who were at the scene back then regretted it unceasingly, why didn't they be tougher, and were scared away by a look.

Fitz is a tyrant!

Someone later asked Fitz what he thought of his title as a "tyrant".

Fitz: Huh.