Chapter 681

Lu Tian didn't look at it, frightened the reporter, poured a glass of water and continued to drink.

The reporter was frightened. He walked to Lu Tianyi with his legs shaking and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. "Mr. Lu, the man told me that I had a recording and I'll put it to you."

The reporter turned on his cell phone and immediately heard a familiar female voice.

Hearing this sound, the chill on Lu Tianyi's face became heavier. His deep eyes were stained with a deep chill, as cold as the Millennium ice under Iceland.

The reporter thought he would let Lu Tianyi go after he listened to the recording. Unexpectedly, after listening to the recording, the cold on Lu Tianyi became heavier and heavier. He raised his eyes and looked at Lu Tianyi. When he touched his Millennium cold eyes, his hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly. He was afraid and trembled. The reporter didn't grasp the mobile phone, and the mobile phone "snapped", Fell on the floor.

When the reporter heard the noise, he pulled his soul back. He lowered his head and picked up the mobile phone. The whole mobile phone screen was broken. Looking at the broken screen, he felt heartache. Today, the tip given by others was not enough to change the mobile phone screen.

Tan Jiewen, sitting next to him, clenched his teeth when he heard the sound and said coldly, "Huang Yazhen."

Reporter a then said, "yes, this is the person who called us and told us that the God of singing and the God of kitchen are in the presidential suite..." the reporter was originally a human spirit. Seeing Lu Tianyi's handsome face like cold ice, he swallowed the word "date" back to his stomach.

Other reporters said with one voice: "President Lu, we just came after receiving such a call."

Lu Tianyi looked at them with cold eyes, "who opened the door of the presidential suite just now?"

Eight reporters raised their fingers to frighten the big reporter.

Scared the big reporter to lower his head and dare not speak.

Lu Tianyi: "who opened the door of my room just now?"

The eight reporters raised their hands at the same time and pointed to frighten the big reporter.

Lu Tianyi said coldly, "well, good, good."

Frightening the reporter, "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry. You can punish me as much as you want. Can you not call the police?"

Lu Tianyi: "who said my wife was a cook just now? What's the big deal?"

Reporter C stood up silently, like his grandson, "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry. I said it. Please forgive me for my open mouth."

Lu Tian sneered, "what a mouth." his cold eyes looked at him, "remember, when you see her later, remember to call her Mrs. Lu."

Chen Yuxin looked at Lu Tianyi's ice carved face: my husband is so cool today.

Reporter C can only continue to admit, "Mr. Lu, you have a lot of adults to let me go! I'm a little reporter to make a living. In the future, I will take care of my mouth and never make such low mistakes again."

Frightening the reporter, he said in a trembling voice, "I won't make such a low mistake again."

Lu Tianyi pointed to the two of them, "you two stand aside. You seven come over a little and ask me not to call the police. You all have to listen to me. I'll provide you with today's news, but you should write according to what I said, and you can't bring my wife in when you write any news."

The reporter replied, "OK, we don't mention Mrs. Lu at all."

Lu Tian got up and sat down beside Tan Jiewen.

Chen Yuxin, sitting next to Lu Tianyi, looked confused. Just now it seemed that I asked the big male dog not to abuse the paparazzi like this. Suddenly, the script changed.