Big brother, let's spell a marriage

They fell so fast that Tang Mengyao's mind was blank and even had no time to recall her short life.

A few seconds later, they both fell on the life-saving net.

He screamed in pain and covered his sore waist and legs. Tang Mengyao's first reaction was a giggle.

Not dead!

The media and onlookers swarmed around, including many Han Junli's employees. If someone hadn't found the movement on the roof and called the police, I'm afraid they would have gone to see the king of hell at the moment.

The two people who have been confused are surrounded to death.

Three floors outside the crowd surrounded them. Tang Mengyao had never seen such a battle. Coupled with the excessive fright just now, he turned his eyes and fainted.

The spread of pink gossip is always fast, not to mention that the protagonist is Han Junli, a famous Golden Bachelor in city A.

As soon as something happened, even the always quiet hospital was noisy and crowded with reporters ready to grab first-hand information at any time.

When Tang Mengyao woke up from her dream, her ears were full of noisy voices, mixed with the scolding of the nurse.

"Wake up, wake up!"

I don't know who shouted. The news that Tang Mengyao woke up was immediately spread in the ears of the reporters squatting in the hospital. The reporters squatting at the door of the ward swarmed in carrying various machines.

"What is the relationship between you and Han?"

"Why jump?"

"Suicide for love? Or is there something else? "

A series of questions hit Tang Mengyao who didn't understand the situation. She frowned, covered the dazzling flash and shouted, "what do you mean?"

The reporter looked at each other. After two seconds of silence, he ignored Tang Mengyao's question and continued to ask questions. The microphone was almost stuffed into her mouth.

As a newly awakened patient, Tang Mengyao quickly integrated into the atmosphere after experiencing the initial confusion. Finally, under the repeated siege of reporters, she found out the purpose of reporters.

The reporter friends kindly repeated the question again.

What does it have to do with Han Junli? Why jump off a building?

Tang Mengyao sat quietly on the bed, with a pair of bright eyes embedded in her clean and beautiful face, bright and clear.

Remembering the love of dog men and women and Han Junli's hopelessness, Tang Mengyao sighed. The next second was a sad look.

Her eyes and tail are curved like crescent moon, and her long fine dark hair is quietly scattered around her shoulders, looking soft and beautiful.

The reporters watched her expression and dared not relax their hands holding the microphone for fear of missing the big news.

For a long time, Tang Mengyao Nunu's mouth and voice choked: "in fact, I'm Han Junli's secret lover..."

As soon as this statement came out, four people were in an uproar, but Tang Mengyao obviously felt that it was not strong enough. She lowered her eyes and stroked her hair, "I love him so much, I'm pregnant, and he wants to abandon me..."

The reporters looked at each other again, holding the microphone to the Frank woman, but they didn't know what to ask for a moment.

Han Junli's public reputation has always been very good, especially for women, but in front of this woman, everyone watched her fall downstairs with Han Junli, and the discourse has higher credibility.

After a short shock, the reporters rushed to the topic hero like migratory birds.

Tang Mengyao pretends to be sad and continues to sleep, but her heart is relaxed.

Who let Han Junli be Han Aiyun's brother, not a family, don't enter a family! you deserve it

In the top office of Junsheng hotel.

Han Aiyun cried and knelt on the ground with a pear blossom and rain. Standing with her back to her, there was a tall man. The high-grade tailored suit wrapped his perfect figure. His back looked strange and cold.

"Brother, I beg you to help me. My children are pregnant and can't be knocked out!"

Han Aiyun burst into tears. Big tears spent all her delicate makeup. It seemed as if she hadn't heard of it. She moved forward two steps with her knee and grabbed Han Junli's tailored trousers with her small hand.

"Brother!"

Han Junli turned back and looked down at her. His eyes were cold as if he were looking at someone who had nothing to do with him.

Han Aiyun's heart was cold. Han Junli's expression of wanting to die and live made her heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

She shook her head in despair, got up, took the pen on the table, pointed it at her thin white neck, cried while crying, "brother, I'm your sister, and I'm also your nephew in my stomach. If you don't help me, I'll die here. It's a big deal that one body and two lives!"

Han Junli hated two things in his life. The first was threat and the second was crying.

Han Aiyun finished today.

Now, outside the hotel gate, there are all journalists who came to hear the wind. Speaking of it, it was his good sister who made it. She slept with someone else's fiance, which made the woman jump from a building and implicated him.

The thin corners of his mouth pulled out a ruthless radian. Han Junli didn't speak and raised his feet to go out.

Looking at Han Junli's posture, she didn't intend to take care of her. Han Aiyun threw her pen, screamed and roared, "Han Junli! You don't care about me and grandpa! I'm dead. Guess if Grandpa will be angry! "

"Shut up!" Han Junli turned back and slapped Han Aiyun heavily. Five red and swollen palm prints appeared on his white cheek.

Thinking of Grandpa, Han Junli's cold heart softened in an instant.

He looked coldly at Han Aiyun, who fell to the ground and lost his soul, "I'll deal with your business. Now get back by myself. If you disturb Grandpa, I can't spare you!"

Han Aiyun clenched her fist tightly and walked out of the office. Her red and swollen eyes were a flash of madness. She knew that Xu Wenfan was hers!

After Han Aiyun left, the assistant entered the office and reported to him, "boss, the group of reporters downstairs are like flies. They can't drive away."

He loosened his tie and loosened two sleeves at the neckline. Han Junli said faintly, "let's go."

"Oh, good." The assistant nodded, then his brain slowly responded and shouted, "what, let's go!"

What's the difference between going downstairs at this moment and entering a tiger's den? Boss, you're still so natural and unrestrained. Really good?

When the elevator reached the first floor, Han Junli took the lead, and Wang Bi followed his successor for fear of any mistakes.

Under the command of Wang Bi, the security personnel quickly surrounded Han Jun's gift bag in the middle and moved outward in a circle centered on him.

Even if wrapped in the center layer by layer, Han Junli's high back and cold and arrogant temperament are still outstanding.

The human wall can stop the reporter, but it can't isolate the endless questions. The reporter's questions mostly don't mean that he is hyping the hotel, that is, the name of the golden bachelor is not guaranteed.

Han Junli's cold face all the way, but he paused when he heard a reporter's question.

"Mr. Han, Ms. Tang said she was your lover and was abandoned by you after pregnancy. Is it true?"

The ear sharply grasped the word lover. Han Junli looked at the questioner impatiently with cold eyes. The man trembled and remained silent for a long time, but he didn't make any explanation and got on the Mercedes Benz under the protection of security.

The news media has always adhered to the golden rule that silence is the default, so the headline the next day changed from "President Junsheng died with a strange woman" to "Han Jun gave a gift bag to raise a secret lover and abandoned it after pregnancy!"