Zheng Ningyu, who was preparing for the meeting in the municipal Party committee office, picked up the documents and stood up. When he was about to walk to the conference room, he inadvertently glanced at the computer with his eyes on. A news automatically popped up and made him stop.

Looking at the news, Luo Yi was forced to retreat. He quickly dialed the internal phone, "I'm Zheng Ningyu. I have something urgent to do. Tell assistant Rong that the meeting will be postponed to tomorrow."

With a click, he hung up the phone, picked up the electronic key on the table, opened the door of the office, and ran quickly to the elevator. At this time, he was on the sixth floor of the Municipal People's Committee. He saw that the elevator stopped on the fourth floor and had to go down. When it was too late, he ran directly to the stairs.

When the car drove to Tianheng square, Zheng Ningyu called the people of the municipal Ministry of culture and chemistry, asked them to call the TV station, stopped all the live broadcasting of today's press conference about Wen Jiasan, and ordered all the reporters in Tianheng square to be driven out of the venue.

When he finished everything, Zheng Ningyu was so angry that he clapped the horn and tore it away quickly. When he arrived at Tianheng square, the reporters had dispersed. The place used for the press conference was also surrounded by bodyguards.

When he went in, Luo Yi stood there with her head down. Wen Jili helped Qin Jing to stand up. He walked over and held Luo Yi in his arms. "Ah Jing, it's okay. The reporters are gone."

He held Luo Yi in his arms, looked at Wen Jili's back and asked angrily, "Jili, don't you think it's too much for ah Jing! It's more than playing all the people in Y City. Now he has to correct the reporter to embarrass ah Jing! What's the advantage of doing this!"

He turned around and looked at Zheng Ningyu, who was furious, and returned coldly, "I just repeated Qin Jing's embarrassment half a year ago on her." Wen Jili said faintly, holding Qin Jing's shoulder and walking outside.

"Why!" Luo Yi, who has been surrounded by many reporters without saying a word, suddenly shouted at their backs, "why do you want to lie to me together!"

Qin Jing stroked his stomach with one hand, turned to look at Luo Yi with red eyes and smiled coldly, "thank you for your constant framing! Teach me the four words" war is not tired of fraud! "

Buddha will have fire, people will be cruel!

At the beginning, what she took advantage of was Roy's pride. She was sure that she would not cheat. Therefore, her signature on the divorce agreement was forged by someone.

Divorce was a storm. In her heart, it was never a farce. It was a gamble.

Not only bet on Roy's pride and conceit, but also on Wen Jili's understanding of her.

If Wen Jili sees the divorce agreement given to him by Roy, no matter what the reason, as long as he comes back to her and asks her not to, no matter whether it is not, not to divorce, or not to direct the game, this marriage is no longer important to her.

She and he walked here, tired, really tired.

It has always been believed that two people, even if they are deeply in love, can't resist each other's quarrel. Love will wear less and less with the sharp words blurted out;

Later, I learned that a relationship, no matter how much love is hard to give up, can't resist the torture of outsiders. When it's really hard to move, you don't want to go again, and this relationship can't go on.

How much love, always arrived, love too tired.

If it hadn't been for Wen Jili's self-cleaning and his intimate tenderness, she would have broken this relationship by herself. There's no need to start from repentance and struggle until now. When Mu Jing took Chen Xiaoting's naked photo to her, she really had such an idea for a moment. It's better to really leave.

This man, she loves too hard.

Just unwilling, really unwilling! Neither she nor Wen Jili is wrong. They cherish each other and want a good life. Why are they tortured so hard by a long past affair?

Fortunately, Wen Jili still knew her, recognized that it was not her handwriting, and even guessed her mind and knew what her ultimate goal was. Then, from beginning to end, he didn't say a word and let her dominate the play.

This game, Roy got, only, infamous.

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