Black-bellied young master's surrogate wife

Chapter 291 Parents' Attitude (1)
Yuwei's state of mind and feeling when she returned home was still somewhat different from that at Lu's house.

It is inevitable that she will make all kinds of comparisons in her heart, including comparisons of family background and so on. This is true and allows her to recognize the reality and the differences between each other.

For her, her wedding was like a dream, from heaven to hell, from hell to heaven, repeatedly tossing and exhausting her body and mind, making her restless, everything should return to normal from now on up.

Occasionally browsing the computer and seeing this headline about her own entertainment news, she is also bored to attract her at the moment, just watching it casually. In the past few days, there have been various emergencies, illness, etc., which really made her not interested in watching it. .

It was just heard from others, it didn't affect her mood too much, probably she wanted to rely on Lu Zhentian.

But when I accidentally saw it, I just looked at it casually. The more I looked, the worse my mood became, and I actually described her as a third party who destroyed other people's marriages?Instantly stimulated her weak heart.

He also said that Lu Zhentian had been hiding in the golden house for a long time, which is clearly slander.

A puff of breath shot up in her chest, she was already stimulated by the words of the media, she really didn't know how to pretend to be confused, it was seen that her mental endurance was not as strong as she imagined, and she would still be stimulated by the words of the media.

Of course, Lu Zhentian's writing is not very good, saying that he is a son of a wealthy family, rich and powerful, greedy for beauty, loves each other when he sees one, and is merciful everywhere. Because of such a high-end social status, he should be able to want any kind of woman. Because many women don't care whether he is bothered or not, and are willing to take the initiative to dedicate themselves to him. This is a boring way for reporters.

However, her brain turned again. From her point of view, Lu Zhentian's mentality was not bad, as if he hadn't been stimulated by the words of the media at the moment. Deep down in her heart, she admired his calmness, but she couldn't do it right now. She was already alone. Angry.

Some media said that he was not good, and Yuwei's heart didn't pass it at the moment.

There are also media who sympathize with Liu Tingting, a wealthy daughter who is gentle, virtuous, and elegant. She swallowed her anger and finally withdrew from this triangle relationship, showing her generosity and tolerance to others.

Originally, she didn't know who she was, but with that slap, there was already an insurmountable gap between them, and Yuwei remembered that this high-spirited girl was a ruthless character who was easily impulsive and jealous, not as good as The media wrote so virtuous and gentle, and put themselves in her shoes to reflect on her. Having such an impulsiveness must be matched with enough self-confidence, and there are reasons for it. Of course, the culprit is Lu Zhentian. As for the problems between them , she really doesn't know.

In Yuwei's view, such entertainment reports are neither objective nor true, but how can the public who don't know the truth be able to distinguish between true and false?

Yuwei suddenly remembered what Lu Zhentian told her,
'I advise you to hide when you see a reporter, as far as you can. If there is no other way, don't say a few words. If you say too much, you will miss it. Remember it.

She had already experienced being questioned by reporters, and she was able to escape thanks to their help, and she also knew the feeling of panic when the reporter's microphone was pointed at it.

Feeling right now, Lu Zhentian's classic words are definitely incomparably correct in Yuwei's ears, and she begins to agree, not just to scare her.

. . . . . .
When her parents came home from get off work, Yuwei was putting the stir-fried vegetables into the basin.

Looking at the door of the kitchen where her mother came, with a surprised expression, the first question was,
(End of this chapter)