"An accident, set off the beauty and rich secret."
"Limited class sports car rear end, behind the scenes owner mysterious exposure."
With various eye-catching titles, to attract traffic, and these titles quickly attract a large number of Internet users.
At the same time, the media are also digging out the behind the scenes owner of this luxury car. They are trying to find the identity of the driving woman. After only one hour, the omnipresent media dug it out.
This limited class sports car with only four in the world has been driven by the president of Huangfu group. Obviously, it is his car. This young beauty has also been found by Ji Qingling, the designer of yesterday's red dress show.
At the same time, Huangfu quanche and Ji Qingling were the protagonists and heroines of the marriage five years ago.
Instant, the network from the rear end of the incident, led to a lot of speculation.
The media is not afraid of death released the title.
"Behind the scenes marriage history of low-key super rich, suspected of hiding beautiful wife."
Within a few hours, the follow-up of Ji Qingling's rear end accident triggered an upsurge of reprinting on the Internet.
As the protagonist, Ji Qingling has nothing to look into, because she has no time to watch the news.
Huangfu quanche agrees to play football with him in the garden. Ji Qingling sits in the shade beside the garden. Her eyes are all on her son.
Seeing her son laughing and running in the sunset, Ji Qingling's mouth also rises.
While looking at his son, he naturally sees Huangfu quanche. This man really has a way of coaxing his children. Is this the love between father and son?
"Look at me, daddy." The little guy thinks he can play a strong ball.
How do you know that the small short leg is too strong, the ball is not kicked, the small body falls to sit on the ground, some confused circle.
Ji Qingling wanted to laugh, but she restrained her concern and asked, "Xiaochen, are you ok?"
Huang Fu Quan Che's long legs came over quickly and picked up the little guy sitting on the ground. "Son, does it hurt?"
"Nothing! It doesn't hurt The big eyes of the little guy held back a bag of tears and shook his head firmly.
"Well, let's stop kicking and go back to wash our hands for dinner."
"Well! Good The little guy nodded.
Ji Qingling followed him and went back to the hall. Huangfu quanche's servant had already prepared dinner.
The little guy and his father are washing their hands. Ji Qingling is not sitting or standing in this strange villa. In a word, everything here is bound for her.
When the little guy came out, he took Ji Qingling's hand and said, "Mommy, is your work going well?"
Ji Qingling nodded and said with a smile, "it's going well."
"Mommy is great." The little guy is laughing and praising. In his eyes, Mommy is the best. As soon as Ji Qingling's heart fell, she thought that she could get the order this time and get an extra commission bonus, which was the cost of enrolling her son in a private kindergarten abroad. But now, there is no bonus, and she may be scolded by the company. Behind him, the tall man stepped out. He looked at the slender figure walking downstairs with his son in the light. He was dressed in a simple white shirt, with a black hip skirt, and his long hair naturally dropped behind him. This figure reveals a kind of natural beauty,
makes people want to be graceful.
In Huangfu quanche's mind, naturally, she could not forget that she was on the stage last night, leading a group of models with catwalk, charming look and red dress. It seemed that there was a kind of magic, which was unforgettable for a long time.
Five years ago, why didn't he find such a side in this woman? Only five years ago, she was 20 years old, but now, she is 25 years old. She has such a charming side in her heart.
Is it because of too many men's experiences?
Huangfu Quan Che's eyes, a lot of gloomy, inexplicable, good mood because of this idea and affected.
Just stepping downstairs, Huangfu quanche's mobile phone on the desk rings. He steps over and picks up the phone. It's his assistant Qiao min.
"Hello Huangfu quanche answers and walks to the landing balcony.
"Hello! Boss, I've sent you some news. Let's see if we need to deal with it. "
Huang Fu Quan Che's sword eyebrow twisted, "good!" Hang up the phone, he opened the news link from Qiao min. The title is very eye-catching, but he is attracted by the photos in it. The first photo is the wedding photo of him and Ji Qingling published in the newspaper five years ago. In the luxurious wedding background, he is dressed in a white bridegroom's dress and she is wearing a white wedding dress. The picture is just the scene of him kissing her on the cheek after the exchange of
diamond rings.
Staring at this picture, Huangfu Quan Che's eyes fell on the girl's face. She closed her eyes and just took off the girl's tender, like a blooming flower.
However, Huangfu quanche also knew that he was not interested in women at all. He just needed a wife. He didn't care who the wife was or what she looked like.
This wedding, the ultimate goal is to complete grandfather's last regret, that wedding, he did not pay attention to the wife.So now, when he saw this picture, he found that the memory of this woman five years ago was very poor.
Although the photos of that year were rarely circulated, it was still reported by the media that he was forbidden to spread, but it is difficult to guarantee that Ji's family deliberately spread the wedding photos and disclosed the marriage to the outside world, so as to benefit them. Looking down, Huangfu quanche is a picture of Ji Qingling and his blue sports car being watched. In the picture, Ji Qingling is pointed at by a middle-aged woman and scolded. Huangfu quanche looks at this picture with great interest. This is the result of her rear end collision. Huangfu quanche looked further down, and the media revealed that the owner of the blue sports car was him, which led the media to suspect that he had hidden Ji Qingling's wife in the past five years, but the media did not know about the divorce. So, they speculated that he was playing the game of
imprisoning his wife.
Boring media.
Huangfu Quan Che finished reading, and his mood was naturally a little different. He took his mobile phone and came towards the dining table.
Ji Qingling is serving a bowl of Chicken Soup for the little guy and picking out a big chicken leg for him to eat.
Huangfu quanche sat opposite and handed his cell phone to a woman. "Congratulations, you're famous." Ji Qingling frowned, reached for his black mobile phone, and flipped the news he had seen. Just after turning to the photo of the bride, Ji Qingling's head hummed, and she continued to look down with no expression. These media really didn't do anything, they even found out their marriage relationship five years ago, because she was driving Huangfu quanche's luxury car, and thought she had been married in the past five years With him or husband and wife? And hide your wife? Ji Qingling just wants to ha ha. They have nothing to do with each other for a long time.