Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

"Finally, I can go home and have a good sleep." Gu zhixia pushed the suitcase with one hand, raised the other hand high and stretched his waist.

"I really don't know what to say about you. You don't know to have a good rest and have to rush." Song Qing shook her head reluctantly. I really don't understand what she thinks in her head.

I have to say that she likes Gu zhixia more and more. She is brave and resourceful, and her acting skills are good. She is a good seedling worth cultivating.

Gu zhixia came out of the airport with fatigue. Just when she reached the exit gate, she saw a group of reporters pouring in frantically.

Seeing this, Song Qing hurried forward and blocked Gu zhixia. "Sorry, Miss Gu is very tired. Please shoot later. Thank you."

However, song Qingren's slight words could not stop the "enthusiasm" of the reporters, and soon pushed her aside.

"Miss Gu, do you have anything to say about passion video?"

"Miss Gu, who is that man? Is he the son of a rich businessman or an artist? How long have you been together?"

"Miss Gu, do you often meet like this?"

"Miss Gu..."

Several reporters who crowded in front of Gu zhixia held the microphone in front of her and kept asking her questions.

Gu zhixia smelled the speech and looked at the person in front of him with an ignorant face. He frowned and showed his eyebrows. What's going on?

Who can tell her what happened?

What passion video? What is kept by the rich?

From the beginning, she heard everything, and had no idea what they were talking about.

"Sorry, please let us not accept any interviews now." Song Qing looked at the besieged Gu zhixia and hurried forward to squeeze in front of Gu zhixia as much as possible to protect her.

"Miss Gu, are you kept by the rich?"

"How do you feel about that video?"

Looking at more and more people around, Gu zhixia was pushed by someone from behind. In an instant, he fell and sat on the ground, and a cold sweat came out of his forehead.

She seems to have sprained her foot.

"Sorry, guys, I don't want to make any explanation now. All questions are subject to the official microblog." Gu zhixia doesn't know what's going on at all, and can only try to explain in an official tone.

However, these reporters seemed to have agreed, and each took a flash and slapped Gu zhixia in the face.

"Miss Gu, are you so haggard because of the video exposure?" a sharp eyed man found Gu zhixia's tired face and deliberately misinterpreted it.

Other people's eyes looked at Gu zhixia and quickly remembered something in their little book.

Gu zhixia smelled the speech, slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at the speaker. The latter soon disappeared into the crowd, as if he had never appeared.

Song Qing finally came to Gu zhixia, frowned tightly, said a word to Gu zhixia quietly, and took her hand to the temporary channel.

The reporters also followed their footsteps all the way. Fortunately, they were stopped by the security guard at the entrance, so they didn't continue to follow.

"Sister Qing, what's going on?" Gu zhixia frowned and asked softly to the serious Song Qing.

"I don't know. I'll wait until I get on the bus." he pulled Gu zhixia's wrist and replied without looking back.

She also wants to know what's going on. After all, she and zhixia have been running in other places. Just after getting off the plane, they were blocked at the gate by a group of reporters and looked like asking questions.

However, a bad feeling flashed through her heart. She always felt that it was a game and wanted to frame Gu zhixia.

I have to say that Song Qing's hunch has come true.

The airport temporarily opened a special channel for them, which also saved them from being surrounded by reporters. However, they just got on the nanny car, followed by several reporters' cars.

"Really don't give up." Song Qing couldn't help but curse. He saw the vehicle behind the car from the rearview mirror and snorted coldly.

Gu knew that as soon as Xia got into the nanny car, he took off his high heels. Sure enough, his wrists had become red and swollen.

"How did you get it?" Song Qing looked at it and hurriedly pulled out an emergency spray from the side to give him an understanding of the summer spray.

"HMM." Gu zhixia clenched her teeth and nodded gently.

Soon, Song Qing handled Gu zhixia's ankle, quickly packed up his things, turned on one side of the computer and quickly browsed the information above.

When she saw the so-called "passion video", she was also frightened by the scene in front of her. It has to be said that the heroine of this video is indeed somewhat similar to Gu zhixia.

No wonder those gossip reporters are like a piece of cowhide plaster. They can't shake it off.

If she hadn't always followed Gu zhixia, I'm afraid she would have believed these rumors on the Internet.

"Sister Qing, do you know what it is?" Gu zhixia looked down at his wrapped ankle, frowned and asked softly.

Even if Song Qing didn't say anything, she vaguely felt that something bad had happened.

Song Qing was stunned and handed the computer to Gu zhixia.

Gu zhixia twisted her eyebrows and saw the video in the computer. Her mouth was slightly open. She was almost scared, "God, this..."

"This is the crux of the problem. They think you are talking to others... Well, you know." Song Qing pursed her lips and didn't make it clear. She knew that Gu zhixia could understand the meaning of what she said.

"That woman really looks like you with six or seven points, but these can also achieve the effect through makeup. I have to say that these people are 'distracted' to frame you this time." Song Qing quickly turned off the computer and hissed.

In order to frame Gu zhixia, they really have to do everything.

The last time it was a peeping incident, it had to be said that it was molested by the deputy director. Now, people obviously go to other places to catch a notice, but they are regarded as going to a tryst.

My uncle and aunt can't bear it.

"Is it the ghost of Lu Qiumeng again?" Gu zhixia took a deep breath and slowly sat back in the chair, with beautiful eyebrows screwed together.

"She's too busy to deal with you now. I'm afraid she doesn't have the energy to deal with you." Song Qing thought for a moment, shook her head, thought about it, and then said, "but it doesn't rule out this possibility."

The more seemingly harmless people are, they often stab you in the back.

Gu zhixia bit her red lips. She was fed up with Lu Qiumeng's little tricks, so she wanted to drive her out of the entertainment circle. She used the real gun to compete with her acting skills. She always secretly used the gun behind her back. It's so annoying!