Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 191 Forced to move
Song Chaoyu walked to the door, and suddenly opened the door of the room. The reporters standing at the door were dumbfounded holding their cameras.

She smiled coldly at several people, pushed the door against the wall, and said to the reporters: "Take a picture, you guys take a picture, don't you just want to take a picture of me? Take a picture quickly." She completely relaxed , turning circles in front of the reporter.

Although the reporters were a little shocked, they still raised their cameras and took pictures of Song Chaoyu. Some reporters walked in and took pictures of Song Chaoyu's room, and Song Chaoyu was completely irritated.

"Do you know that this is an invasion of personal privacy? Which media reporter are you? Do you have professional ethics?" Song Chaoyu walked up to a reporter in the room and blocked his camera with his hand.

"Miss Song, this is our job." The reporter still smiled at Song Chaoyu, completely ignoring Song Chaoyu's existence.

"Work? Your work has seriously affected my normal life. Let me tell you, get out of here quickly. Believe it or not, I will sue you immediately!" Song Chaoyu pointed to the door, and the reporters were stunned for a while, like It was as if they had discussed it, and they didn't have any intention of going out.

At this time, Song Chaoyu picked up the mobile phone that Tang Yu gave her at the Tang family, and took random pictures of the reporters.

"I want to sue you for violating personal privacy, and this is the evidence." Song Chaoyu began to pat the surroundings non-stop.

At this time, the reporters became impatient and reached out to snatch the phone from Song Chaoyu's hand. Several people gathered in front of Song Zhaoyu to grab her phone, and Li Ping beside her was circling around in a daze.

"Let go, you don't want to be here!" Li Ping just kept shouting, seeing that the reporters were still pestering her, she was a little out of breath.

Song Zhaoyu tightly protected the phone in her arms. The rubber bands in her hair suddenly fell off, and her long hair fell on her shoulders. Song Zhaoyu suddenly raised her head, switched her phone to video recording mode, and asked the reporter seriously: "Say, How did you know my location?"

The reporters did not answer, Song Chaoyu posted the recorded video on the Internet, threatening: "Okay, if you don't tell me, I want everyone to help me identify which reporter this is, so that you can also experience the Internet. Violence."

"It was given to us by the hotel." One of the timid reporters couldn't help blurting out, and Song Chaoyu stopped what he was doing.

Song Chaoyu was completely irritated by the reporters, she walked towards the hotel lobby without looking back, seeing the reporters still blocking the door, she pushed them away without hesitation.

In the hotel lobby, several people were standing at the door, Song Chaoyu shouted at the front desk: "Where is your manager? Let the manager come out?"

The little girl at the front desk was frightened by this woman who was out of control, and hurriedly called the manager.

Within a few minutes, the manager ran over from a distance. Seeing Song Chaoyu, he first asked, "Miss, is there any problem?"

"I'm staying in a hotel here, and I'm your customer. Is this how you treat customers by leaking my information?" Song Chaoyu's pupils widened, and he glared at the manager in front of him, who was also taken aback by her.

"Did you have a misunderstanding? We didn't disclose it..." The manager's voice became more polite, but before he finished speaking, Song Chaoyu interrupted him: "I'm staying in your hotel, so I have to ensure my safety , I warn you, hurry up and drive these reporters out, or I will complain that you deliberately leaked guest information, exposed you on the Internet, and see who dares to come to live!"

The manager was intimidated by Song Chaoyu's aura, and Song Zhaoyu didn't expect that he would be like this. Sure enough, once a person is provoked, he can do anything.

The manager quickly found out the facts, and it turned out that the employees in the store saw Song Chaoyu coming in and took pictures of her and posted them on the Internet.

"Why are you still standing still, let the security guard drive them out." Song Zhaoyu angrily reprimanded.A few unwinking reporters next to him were still filming.

The security quickly ran over and drove all these reporters out, and Song Zhaoyu was relieved.

She returned to the room, feeling dizzy, but when she saw Li Ping squatting on the ground, Song Chaoyu flew over.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, Mom?" Song Zhaoyu helped Li Ping to sit on the bed.

Li Ping sat down and waved her hands: "I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy, and I'll be fine after a while."

Song Chaoyu poured a glass of water and handed it to Li Ping. Li Ping took a deep breath and gulped down the water.Song Zhaoyu knew that Li Ping couldn't stand such stimulation anymore.

Song Zhaoyu went to the window and looked down, and found that the reporters were surrounded by the entrance of the hotel. Although they had no way to come in, the reporters were all here now, presumably there would be more and more reporters after a while.

Just when Song Zhaoyu was distressed, a text message came. Song Zhaoyu didn't save the number, but when he saw this string of numbers, Song Zhaoyu had already memorized it by heart.

It was sent by Zhan Jincheng.

I have already arranged for the car to be parked at the back door of the hotel, and I can see it when I go out, and I will leave with my aunt.

A simple text message made Song Chaoyu hesitate, should she follow Zhan Jincheng's words and leave?But where can he go without her?

"Zhaoyu, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Song Chaoyu's expression was not right, Li Ping asked suspiciously. She felt a splitting headache, which became more and more uncomfortable.

Song Chaoyu shook his head, seeing Li Ping's pale face, he didn't want to worry about anything else.

"Mom, let's get out of here." After Song Chaoyu finished speaking, he went to hold Li Ping's hand.Before Li Ping could react, she asked, "Where are you going?" Song Chaoyu didn't say anything, and went towards the back door of the hotel.

At the back door, Song Chaoyu saw a car at the door.She waited for Li Ping to walk in cautiously.

"Hi Miss Song, I'm here to pick you up." The driver said with a glance at Song Zhaoyu, who nodded.

She let the driver drive, not knowing where the destination was, and asked suspiciously, "Where are we going?"

"Go to the villa area." The driver responded lightly.

After a period of time, they came to Zhan Jincheng's villa. Although the villa was not big, it was also very cozy. Song Chaoyu took Li Ping in, and Li Ping came to the quiet environment, and her face returned to the old look.

"Miss Song, you can live here with peace of mind. If you need anything, you can contact me." The driver left a business card and left.

Song Chaoyu looked around the villa.

There are also very few residents in the villa area, and real-name registration is required to enter and exit here.Only those who have registered can enter, which also saves a lot of interruptions.

There was a smile on Li Ping's face, she seemed very satisfied, she pushed open the door of the villa, her eyes sparkled.

Zhan Jincheng knew that Li Ping didn't like that he didn't show up the whole time, and there were only Li Ping and Song Chaoyu in the villa.

"Whose house does this house belong to, Zhao Yu?" Li Ping smiled.

Song Chaoyu scratched his head: "I borrowed this from a friend."

(End of this chapter)