My dear President, Please make a detour

As soon as Jian boyao came out of the office, he ran into Mu Xin downstairs.

Mu Xin is wearing a red dress today. She is also wearing exquisite makeup. She is very beautiful.

"Bo Yao, you can't go out now. There are reporters downstairs." Mu Xin looked at Jian Bo Yao who rushed forward recklessly and stopped him quickly.

Jian boyao subconsciously narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that things would evolve so quickly.

"Just now they surrounded me and kept asking me if I was your first love. I don't know where the reporters got the news. I didn't say anything. Yi'an covered me in. Don't go out now." Mu Xin said innocently.

"It doesn't matter. I'll see who dares to stop me." Jian boyao didn't care at all. Ignoring Mu Xin's obstruction, he walked towards the gate.

Muxin didn't expect Jian boyao to insist like this. She bit her lower lip. When she was just ready to follow up, she was suddenly held by a hand.

"Don't go, things will be worse if you go." it was Huo Yian who held her.

"I'm worried about him. There are too many reporters outside. Yi'an, what's going on? How could Bo Yao and I be photographed?" Mu Xin raised her puzzled little face and asked Huo Yi'an.

"Maybe someone wants to throw dirty water on Bo Yao on purpose. You know, it's normal for someone to make trouble when mg has just been on the market." Huo Yian Wensheng explained.

"Hey, we must not let them misunderstand Bo Yao." Mu Xin said anxiously.

"Indeed, Bo Yao is married. If the affair of lover is expanded, it will be bad for his image," Huo Yian said truthfully.

"How can we help him?" Muxin looked very enthusiastic.

"I'll find a way." Huo Yian looked at Mu Xin deeply, with a guarantee in his voice.

At the same time, as soon as Jian boyao came to the door of Mg building, he was surrounded by a group of reporters.

"Mr. Jane, who was the woman you held in the bar last night?"

"It is said that she is your first lover who died in a car accident five years ago. Does your kissing in the car represent the revival of old love?"

"Does your wife know about your relationship? Does she know about your cheating with your first lover? Will you divorce?"

"Is your wife really Shu Weiyi, the current president of Shu group, as rumored?"

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Such problems suddenly came overwhelming and exploded in Jian boyao's ear.

Even with the cover of the company's security guard, Jian boyao was still forced to stay away from the questioning of reporters.

Simply, he raised his eyes and swept his sharp eyes coldly to the group of reporters: "I didn't cheat, let alone divorce."

Jian boyao, who has always disdained to explain, even spoke to the media.

Even the simple ten words, in the eyes of reporters, do not think this is Jian boyao's explanation, but his cover up.

So they are more sure of the fact that Jian boyao cheated, otherwise how could he explain it for the first time?

"Mr. Jane, does your wife know about this? Does she believe you haven't cheated?" at this time, a reporter made trouble for Jane boyao again.

Jian boyao glanced at him faintly: "does it have anything to do with you?"

In a word, the blockage made the reporter a little angry.

"If you still want to be in this business, get out of here now." Jian boyao was angry and put down his cruel words directly.

With that, the security guards began to drive the reporters mercilessly, and Jian boyao got into his car smoothly.

The reporters still kept shooting, especially the cruel words that Jane boyao just said to them.

This is clearly a threat.

Threatening journalists is tantamount to threatening the media and public opinion.

The reporters wrote down the account.

On the road, Jian boyao ran several red lights in a row. He hurried towards Shu group.

The thought that Shu Weiyi might see the news made him anxious.

They have just made up. He can't. Shu Weiyi has lost confidence in him.

Thinking of this, he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated again.

At the same time, Shu Weiyi, who was in Shu's group, had just finished the morning meeting.

She returned to the office with a thoughtful face.

"Miss, no, a group of reporters came downstairs." at this time, Mo Ruhai came to her office again and said anxiously.

"Reporter?" Shu Weiyi blinked vaguely. "What are they doing here?"

"It should be for president Jane's news last night. Miss, don't go out now and stay in the company. It's going to get worse and worse." Mo Ruhai sighed helplessly.

Shu Weiyi also frowned deeply. For so long, Jian boyao didn't even call her. Did he disdain to give himself an explanation?

Shuwei Eaton was very sad.

"Let the security guard drive them away and call the police if you can't do it again," Shu Weiyi said.

"OK, but I'm afraid that if I annoy the reporters, they will write indiscriminately." Mo Ruhai has his own concerns.

"The body is not afraid of the shadow. They can write as they like." Shu Weiyi waved to Mo Ruhai and motioned him to do it.

"OK, I'll drive away." Mo Ruhai nodded and thought what Shu Weiyi said was reasonable.

Just after Mo Ruhai left, Shu Weiyi suddenly floated the sentence he had just said in his mind, "if you annoy the reporters, the reporters will scribble?"

So last night's news about Jian boyao, will it also be gossip reporters who catch rumors?

Shu Weiyi quickly shook her head. The pictures came out. She even wanted to defend Jian boyao.

That's ridiculous.

Just as she sank into her low mood, the door of her office was suddenly opened.

"Wei Yi, I'm coming." Jian boyao suddenly appeared, which really startled her.

Shu Weiyi looked at Jian boyao with sad and angry eyes: "President Jian manages everything every day. He has to run back and forth between two women at night. Why are you here when you are so busy?"

She deliberately mocked him.

"Wei Yi, don't be angry. I came to explain to you. What I want to tell you is that those news are false." Jian boyao looked helpless and went straight to Shu Wei Yi.

Just as he stretched out his hand to hold Shu Weiyi, she dodged flexibly.

"Jian boyao, I really can't believe you any more. The photos of you hugging and kissing in the newspaper are so clear. How can I believe that your news is false? Are the photos still synthetic?" Shu Weiyi looked at Jian boyao in contradiction, and his voice couldn't help crying.

"Sorry, Wei Yi. It's really not like the picture. I was framed." Jian boyao shrugged. He wasn't worried about anyone's opinion. He was only afraid that Shu Weiyi misunderstood.