Mistakenly provoked a male god: sweet spoiled wife 99 times

Chapter 251 A Sudden Accident (3)

Walking out of Cheng Xuehui's room, Song Zhiheng was suddenly surrounded by a group of people with microphones, cameras or video cameras.

"Mr. Song Zhiheng, may I ask what you did for an hour during Cheng Xuehui's time?"

"May I ask if you and Cheng Xuehui are boyfriend and girlfriend, or are you just looking for some excitement?"

"Cheng Xuehui is so popular, and you are a newcomer, will it be too much pressure for you to be with her?"

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That was a bunch of reporters who speculated wildly!Song Zhiheng had always been a nobody before, and no one had interviewed him at all.This time, facing so many cameras suddenly, Song Zhiheng seemed a little panicked.Besides, immersed in the mixed emotions of sweetness and frustration just now, Song Zhiheng suddenly found it difficult to calm down his emotions.

"I...we..." Song Zhiheng blushed, he lowered his head, then raised his head again, and said to everyone, "We didn't do anything."

"They didn't do anything, how could it be possible? Could it be that the two of them just stared at each other?" A reporter suddenly broke the silence, "If you really didn't do anything, then why are you blushing?"

"I..." Song Zhiheng suddenly lost his position. Facing the reporters' chatter, he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, a cunning reporter reached out to open the door of Cheng Xuehui's room!
After Song Zhiheng found out, he immediately stretched out his right hand to stop it.Seeing that the reporter was not reconciled and still fiddled with the door lock without giving up, Song Zhiheng blocked the door lock with his body.

Although Song Zhiheng was very strong, he exhausted all his strength to guard the door, but he was outnumbered. Under the crowd's pushing, Song Zhiheng was pushed away by the reporters.

And those reporters with video cameras and cameras broke into Cheng Xuehui's room like this.

I saw Cheng Xuehui lying there naked, without a quilt covering her body.Fortunately, however, the lights were dim, and everyone could only see that she had a good figure, but they couldn't see her clearly.

Cheng Xuehui suddenly seemed to realize something, seeing that there were so many people in front of her, her frightened eyes were bigger than eggs.She was terrified and screamed, covering herself tightly with the quilt beside her, screaming incessantly: "Get out! Get out! Get out..."

The moment she yelled, the lights in the room came on.Somehow, the beating hand found the light switch in the room, which illuminated the whole room.The reporters were still filming, which made Cheng Xuehui almost furious: "Get out! Get out! Who let you in! Where are the security guards?"

There were too many reporters, all crowded at the door.Song Zhiheng, who was struggling in the crowd, had no way to squeeze in, he was anxious like ants on a hot pot, he really wanted to wipe out these unscrupulous reporters in an instant, he kept jumping, looking, fiddled with the crowd, But still unable to go to Cheng Xuehui's side.

In desperation, Song Zhiheng had no choice but to pick up his mobile phone and dial 110.

Several reporters at the door heard Song Zhiheng call 110, and they were scared out of their wits and fled.

"Run, someone has called 110!" A voice in the crowd shouted in panic.

A group of people rushed out like a flood, and within a few seconds, the entire room was empty, leaving nothing behind.

Cheng Xuehui watched all this indifferently, and suddenly burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)