Chapter 788

Song Jiuyue slides the mouse down slowly, but there is no fluctuation in his heart. He finds that the comments keep rising, and soon break 100000. Many of them say that she rubs heat and shows no respect for the dead. It seems that in everyone's heart, Fu Yan suddenly becomes a dead man.

She opened her microblog, took a picture of her red certificate with her mobile phone, passed it on and attached the words.

"Not long ago, I just got married and went out for a honeymoon. I suddenly heard that my husband died. The media is trying to make things happen, right? I have only one boyfriend from the beginning to the end, that is Fu Yan. Now he has become my husband, and some people can't stand it. Malicious rumor, if you are suspicious again, I'm really angry. "

This microblog was a bolt from the blue. It blew up on everyone's head. Everyone was confused. Before, they thought song September's boyfriend was someone else. As a result, they said it was Fu Jin.

Netizens trembled and flipped through song's Weibo before September. When they turned to the scarf, they only felt that the blood trough was empty. How could Fu Shao weave the scarf himself? And song September's tone at that time, my God, these two people are too sweet.

But how could this be enough? We opened Fu Jin's microblog again and slid to the picture when it was snowing. At that time, the woman was holding in his arms and looked like a bird. So, this woman is song September, isn't she?

After a short period of confusion, everyone covered their chests and reacted. It turned out that the couple secretly showed their love so many times, and they didn't know anything like a fool. The dog food just caught off guard. Everyone just felt that they had eaten all the dog food in their life today. Song September, the dead woman, quietly married them Dream lover, how can you stand it.

"Song September, you dead woman, I hate you so much that you married Fu Shao He's my husband. He's my husband

"I feel really lovelorn. My husband has other women behind my back."

"All the women in Los Angeles are lovelorn, you sinner."

This news is really hot, and soon the comments directly broke 500000, soared up, and steadily occupied the number one hot search. Song September realized the charm of Fu Jin, worthy of being the national husband. I'm afraid it broke the hearts of many girls.

The corners of her mouth curved. As long as the news was released, who would think that Fu was dead? It was clear that she was on her honeymoon.

She raised her hand and planned to turn off the computer, but she liked the feeling of being blessed. At least there was a little woman in her heart, who was so blatantly on. Occasionally, she looked at the comments of netizens, and her face was full of laughter. If only Fu was in trouble.

Microblog comments have been rubbing up, there is no trend to stop, until the evening, the news are popular hanging, which makes some people have changed their faces.

Zhuang Qingwan stupidly looks at the news on the Internet. It's clear that she has an engagement with Fu Jin, but the woman comes to this directly and denies the relationship between her and Fu Jin. How can song September be like this.

If she's not wrong, Fu Yan is not in Los Angeles now. Oh, this woman is really a playwright. This is her one-man show. The marriage certificate must be false.

"Grandfather, it's true that I have an engagement with Fu Yan. He can't just marry song September. It's disrespectful of me. My grandmother made the engagement with him. The Fu family have to admit that, grandfather, should I go to the Fu family?"

Zhuang Qingwan stands in front of the table, while Zhuang Hongzheng practices calligraphy without paying attention to what she says. Until the last stroke is finished, he looks up at the person in front of him.

"Qingwan, you can't force emotion. You haven't met Fu Yan before. How can you really like him? You just want to make trouble by virtue of that engagement. Fu Yan, since he has someone he likes, why do you want to make trouble?"

Zhuang Qingwan's face turned white. She thought her grandfather would be on her side. Unexpectedly, she was told not to make trouble. She bit her teeth. Who said she didn't like Fu Jiao? She always liked Fu Jiao

That person was the center of the crowd when he was a child. When he was a child, many girls would rush to give gifts every birthday. At that time, she was still very young, but she still knew vaguely that Fu Yan was different from other little boys. He stood in front of the crowd in a small suit with a cold face. He didn't take a look at the gifts he received, like a smokeless man The prince of fire, just a glance, she put him in the heart.

At that time, she quickly ran to him with a small gift. Her face turned red when she bowed her head. She was always generous. When she faced that person, she didn't have the slightest courage, just like a child who had done something wrong. She was flustered and scared.

"Fu Jin, this is your gift. I made it myself."

At that time, other little girls bought gifts directly from the mall, but she didn't. It took her a month to learn how to steam cakes. What she gave him that day was the cake she steamed herself.

No matter how the person reacted, she ran away shyly after giving the gift. Later, she heard the children whispering at the party, saying that Fu Jin had just eaten the cake with a smile on her face. At that time, she was still young, but she knew the sweet taste.Zhuang Qingwan held her hand tightly. She thought she and he would never meet again. Unexpectedly, she learned that they had an engagement. This was her last chance. How could she not seize it.

But she looked up at the person in front of her and found that the other party didn't want to help her at all. She drooped her shoulders and finally got up and left the place and went back to her room.

"Miss Qingwan, what's the matter with you? You're so sad. Who made you unhappy?"

The nanny of the banker immediately came over. This nanny is different from the ordinary nanny. She watched Zhuang Qingwan grow up. Strictly speaking, she is Zhuang Qingwan's nanny.

"Aunt Meng, it seems that my grandfather didn't like the engagement between Fu Yan and me, and asked me not to disturb others. My grandfather didn't understand me at all. I was his grandson, but he didn't help me. He even said that to me, which made me feel like a bad woman who destroyed other people's feelings. Aunt Meng, you've loved me since I was a child. Tell me what I should do. I really like Fu Yan. Now he's going to marry another woman. I'm not reconciled. "

Aunt Meng's face was a little distressed. She had been looking at this girl since she was a child. Seeing this expression on her face, she sighed.

"Maybe the old man just..."