food idol

Chapter 282

He immediately sneered, and looked at the reporter who asked the question expressionlessly, "Please pay attention to your wording. According to what this friend means, does it mean that our husband and wife are guilty?"

The reporter choked, and then quibbled, "Please don't change the subject, it's better to answer the question."

Gu Su was already impatient, he finally went out to relax and encountered flies, it was really disgusting.

He didn't look at the other party either, he just walked away with Wen Tang in his arms, opening the way with the other arm, with a rather tough attitude.

However, those reporters are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they still don't give up after being pushed away, and yelled after them, trying to make a headline.

"Why don't you answer? Does not answering mean acquiescing?"

Gu Su stopped in his tracks, and laughed angrily, "It's a good thing to have a rich imagination, but too much will only make people laugh."

"In addition, I would like to advise this friend whom I don't know who sent me. Qihuang is currently in a lawsuit. As the saying goes, don't be afraid of too many lawsuits. Why don't you get involved too?"

Maybe it was because Gu Su's eyes were too cold, or maybe it was because he was overwhelmed by his words, the reporters were stunned, and they really let them go away.

In order to prevent the wicked from filing a complaint first, as soon as they drove to a quiet place, Wen Tang and Gu Su immediately updated their Weibo, described what happened just now in a very objective manner, and told Gu Jun and An Ran about the matter, so that they could Ready to take the call.

Gu Jun refreshed Weibo while listening to the phone, holding the phone with a cigarette in his hand, and he was very busy.

"Tch," Gu Jun glanced at the screen of the phone, and said helplessly and amusedly, "You two really are, if you speak more euphemistically, you will die."

That's all for Gu Su, this kid has always been like this, when his temper comes up, his words are hidden in the needles, at first glance, he can't tell anything, but when he looks back, he is the kind that makes people hate him more and more.

But I can't help but compare it with Wen Tang who never plays cards according to common sense. At first glance, Gu Su looks much more normal.

This girl wrote:

"I went out today to let the air go, and I was blocked, and then the problem was unclear. To be honest, I don't understand what is going on in some people's heads. Everyone knows it's a scam, and it's someone with a heart to muddy the water, but why is it still like this So what?"

"Drug abuse? I am deeply terrified and at a loss for this charge that has no evidence and is purely fabricated. If I have to be charged with a crime, it would be better to fight. The charges have been confirmed..."

Standing on the shore where the sea wind howls in the cold weather, usually he is either literary or pretentious, but Gu Jun is neither, he is forced.

Gu Jun, who was wrapped in a long windbreaker, sat on the front of the car in an extremely chic manner, with one long leg stretched out, and his handmade leather shoes with tendon soles stepped coquettishly on a boulder.

Facing the turbulent sea, he swallowed clouds and smoke, bit the cigarette in his mouth, and complained a little ruffianly, "Still fighting, brother and sister have great ambitions."

Gu Su and Wen Tang, who vented their anger on Weibo, also laughed, and said, "Is it okay, do you want to join the team?"

Gu Jun took a puff of his cigarette, took two fingers out to pick up the ashes, and was about to say something when a message popped up on the phone interface that both @Gu Su and Wen Tang.

"Yo," he squinted his eyes slightly, chuckled, and said to the other end, "Where is Mufan, I said An Ning, you boy, who deleted it?!"

The two people over there naturally saw it too, and couldn't help but look at each other.

It turned out that Mu Fan had just updated a Weibo. He @古苏和文唐 condemned those who spread the rumors righteously, and stood as a friend to vouch for them.

As a result, this Weibo was deleted at a faster speed after it was published, and there were not even a few comments and reposts.

(End of this chapter)