Paparazzi and media reporters arrived with cameras on their shoulders.
To Mubei and Ji Qianchen.
Click and wipe.
When Ji Qianchen pushes away Mubei, he looks at the glass fragments of the ground, the wounds on Mubei's face, and the dense reporters.
Her eyes wandered about in confusion.
How can there be so many journalists?
How they found it.
And why did the glass fall off it.
"Mu Shao, it seems that the scandal between you and Mrs. Ling has been settled. Is it true that Mrs. Ling loves Mu Shao and marries Ling Shao out of frustration?"
"The picture of Mu Shao risking his life to save Mrs. Ling just now is moving. May I ask Mrs. Ling... "
Seeing Ji Qianchen's confused eyes, Mubei, regardless of the injury on her face, blocked her behind and allowed the camera to shoot at the injured face of a model. "Everyone misunderstood, I just did my best to save her. If I were any woman, I would save her. This is what a gentleman should do. "
Ji Qianchen bit his teeth and went straight out.
I met Mubei. It's not only bad luck but also bad luck.
"Don't go, Mrs. Ling. Haven't you answered us yet?"
The reporter is not willing to let Ji Qianchen go.
At the edge of the road, Ling Xiaohan is sitting in the back seat of the car. He looks as handsome as a dark face, and his surroundings are full of fright.
"Young master, shall I bring the young lady back?"
"Stop the reporters from breaking up. Don't let me see a little bit about her and Mubei on the news the next day. "
Squeeze out a string of words from the teeth that are not worth your life.
Ling Xiaohan kicks the door open.
Go straight to Ji Qianchen, who is surrounded by reporters.
See Ling Xiaohan coming.
Reporters are boiling, turn to the lens of Ling Xiaohan.
"Lingshao, do you oppress Mrs. Ling to marry you? Is her true love Mushao again?"
"Mr. Ling, you just saw Mr. Mu sacrifice his life to save your wife. How do you feel?"
……
The reporter's words are like a sharp arrow, mercilessly stabbing people's heart.
Ji Qianchen is stupefied in place, looking at Ling Xiaohan in panic.
He did come.
And I saw Mubei holding her with my own eyes.
This is a big misunderstanding.
Ling Xiaohan goes to Ji Qianchen's side, holds her slender waist in both hands, and looks down at her face. "Wife, did I force you to marry me?"
A pair of eagle eyes burst out with thick flame, burning Ji Qianchen's thin and delicate body.
Ji Qianchen thought about it carefully.
It seems that he forced her to marry him.
But if she was so frank in front of the media, she would be killed.
Ji Qianchen drops his eyes and smiles. His little hand reaches at Ling Xiaohan's heart and slowly stands on tiptoe.
"Who said you forced me? I chased you back, husband. I love you."
The clear and loud voice roared out, enough for all reporters to hear, including Mubei.
In front of all the cameras.
Ji Qianchen hooks Ling Xiaohan's neck with one hand and stands on tiptoe just enough to reach his lips.
After saying that, he did not hesitate to kiss Ling Xiaohan.
Click and wipe.
This kiss frames in front of the camera and zooms in.
Standing in Mubei not far away, he turned around and touched the wound on his face with his hand.
There is a lot of red blood on the fingers.
He is like a clown who has nowhere to put. He stands here and watches the kiss performance of Ling Xiaohan and his wife.
Decadent turn around, hands kicked into trouser pockets, desolate on their Jaguar, dust and go.
Such an active and bold kiss instantly extinguished half the anger in Ling Xiaohan's heart.
Flatten the reporters and get back in the car.
Ji Qianchen took a picture of his chest. "Now journalists are vampires. It's terrible."
Ling Xiaohan sat beside her without saying a word.
The reporter is terrible, isn't he?
There was a long silence in the car.
Ji Qianchen realized Ling Xiaohan's anger.
She was very angry, as if to scorch her.
"Angry?" Ji Qianchen pulled his hand and approached him to look into his eyes.
All his emotional changes can be observed directly from his eyes.
“……”
Ling Xiaohan didn't answer.
"I'll go home and write a review. I'll never see Mubei. I'll definitely run faster than a rabbit when I see him. Say a word to him, I'm a mouthful..."
Ling Xiaohan leaned over and kissed her lips domineering.Heavy bite, then release, full of the meaning of punishment.
"How can I kiss if this mouth sucks?"
"That's his mouth."
Ji Qianchen quickly changed his mouth and dug a hole in Mubei.
"Well, this one can." Ling Xiao's face is a little better.
"In fact, he saved me today. I should thank him." Ji Qianchen remembered that he didn't seem to thank him, so he left, feeling a little guilty.
"I didn't say thank you."
"Then you were born so grand?"
"I'll be angry if you take good care of yourself?" Ling Xiaohan's most angry is that she is such a woman. She really doesn't make people worry for a moment.
If that glass really hit her head, she would be a vegetable.
"There are always people who want to hurt me, and I am very distressed. How do I know that glass will fall down?"
“……” For Ji Qianchen's words, Ling Xiaohan can't find words to refute.
In fact, the person who really brings her danger has always been himself.
"Rob, go and find out who the crane driver is. He will be held responsible according to law and will be held responsible for intentional homicide."
Ling Xiao cold pursed his lips and killed rob who ordered to drive.
"Young master, but the driver didn't seem to kill successfully."
"When I say it's done, it's done."
A powerful roar.
Let rob understand the meaning of the young master in an instant, "OK, young master, I'll trace that man right away."
"Ling Xiaohan, according to your idea, am I a dead man who has been killed?" Ji Qianchen blinked his eyes and stared at Ling Xiaohan seriously.
"Once you have been maligned, you will never be forgiven." Ling Xiaohan pinched the cheek of Qianchen, emphasizing every word.
Ji Qianchen felt three seconds of silence for the crane driver.
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Mujia villa.
Mubei sat on the sofa and asked the doctor to treat his wound.
"Hiss Light up, I'm in pain. " Mubei covers her aching cheek and is in a state of extreme agitation.
The doctor trembled and helped him to finish the wound. He picked up the medicine box and stood up. "Young master, pay more attention to the wound. Don't touch water these days. If it is inflamed and festering, it is easy to leave scars."
"I'll kill you if I have a scar on my face." Mubei covers his face and feels very sad.
Muying comes down from upstairs in her pajamas.
Holding a promotional magazine for ch.
Go to the sofa and sit down, throw the magazine on the coffee table. "Brother, you are not going to ruin your face for the woman you love, are you?"