Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

The little guy is very cooperative. He's not noisy in his coat.

Singing, looking at the reporters coming from all directions, I can't help but clench my fingers.

She just stood there, not moving, not running.

With the child, she even wants to run, but also worried about hurting the child.

Reporters flocked to her and instantly surrounded her.

"Miss Gao, it is said that the woman who smashes eggs in the video is Lin Zi's fan. Throwing eggs at you is to fight against injustice for her idol. What's your opinion on this?"

"Miss Gao, what is the relationship between the child in your arms and you?"

"Two years ago, you disappeared in the entertainment industry for half a year. Was it because you took the opportunity to have a child?"

"Miss Gao, general manager Mu has no response at present. Some people say that the photo time is hyped by the company for you. What do you say about this?"

"Miss Gao..."

Reporters' microphones, one by one, poked into their singing faces, hoping to get tomorrow's headlines.

Singing suddenly understand that the person who can hold you up can also step on you under your feet.

She bent slightly, trying to protect the child in her arms.

When he got to the hotel, he called again.

The phone rings twice, stops abruptly, and then turns off.

Mu Yunze tightened his brow and dialed fangtang's phone, which was also turned off.

"What's the matter, cousin?"

Zhan Jun, who was driving in front of him, turned to ask him.

Mu Yunze put away his mobile phone and whispered, "how long will it take?"

"Round the road and turn the corner ahead. The hotel is across two streets. We are going through the back door."

Zhan Jun was a monkey in Haicheng. Although he had been abroad for two or three years, he was still very familiar with this place.

Just as he was saying, a dark figure suddenly passed in front of the car. Zhan Jun's pupil shrank and quickly twisted the steering wheel. The car made a nearly 90 degree turn on the ground and stopped at the side of the road.

"Damn it, you idiot is dead!"

Zhan Jun scolded, and his face was shocked.

Mu Yunze raised his eyes and looked out. On the other side of the road, many people flocked to the opposite side of the road. The car in front of him was forced to stop and the car could not pass at all.

"Had an accident?"

Zhan Jun said strangely.

Then he lowered the glass and pulled the passers-by and asked, "beauty, what's going on in front of me? Did you have an accident?"

Zhan Jun's appearance is the most popular flower beautiful man at present. The little girls naturally have a good impression, "I don't know. It's said that there are stars there."

Mu Yunze moves a meal, lips close together.

Zhan Jun said thanks and closed the window, "cousin, don't make a detour."

"You just said this is the back door of Haitian Hotel?"

"Yes, last time I had an appointment with someone - cough," Zhan Jun stopped the word "gun" in time. "The last time I hid, I came out of the back door. It's connected with the kitchen, and there's a big fish tank behind it..."

Without speaking, mu Yunze opened the door, jumped out of the car and strode towards the crowd.

Zhan Jun Leng for a moment, then also think of what, quickly drive the car to catch up with.

"Destiny" is still in the release period, and the single day box office has been firmly in the top five. As a literary film, such a high number is somewhat against the weather. What do you think of this? "

"It was said on the Internet that Miss Gao was born in the United States Air Force. The so-called graduation of s University is purely academic fraud. Is it true?"

"Miss Gao..."

Gao Song was sandwiched in the middle like a sandwich biscuit, surrounded by flash lights, which almost blinded her.

The little guy seemed to notice something and wriggled uneasily in her arms.

The noise is as annoying as a fly.

"Get out of the way!" he said in a deep voice

Such a sound, like a drop of water into the sea, can not stir up any waves.

The crowding caused pushing and shoving, singing and holding the child tightly. He stepped back two steps with his back against the billboard.

"Beep beep --"

the car honked suddenly, and people looked at each other. Between them, a Porsche honked its horn and squeezed into the crowd.

The car is very slow, giving people enough time and space to retreat.

No one is stupid enough to bump into the car. Even though they are not willing to do so, they can only be forced to give way.

Mu Yunze is sitting on the co pilot with his eyes firmly fixed on the women surrounded by the crowd.

She is proud and lonely, even in such an environment, her face is not a bit flustered, she is used to strong, used to a person to undertake, even if it is difficult, it is never in his face premise, so when these real show in front of him, he is more distressed.

Mu Yunze pressed the doorknob and opened the door again.

Zhan Jun was scared, "cousin, you don't want to get off the bus?"

Mu Yunze glanced at him lightly, "open the door."His voice was calm, but his expression was irrefutable.

Zhan Jun pursed his lips and reminded him in a low voice, "cousin, you can think about it. If you go down, you will directly admit your relationship."

"Open the door."

Mu Yunze did not even pause for a second, two words dragged out.

Zhan Jun spits out a mouthful of turbid gas and presses the button.

Mu Yunze pushed open the door and got out.

The moment mu Yunze appeared in the crowd, the sight of singing fell on him.

Surprise, disbelief, grievance, all kinds of emotions surge into my heart, singing a little sour nose.

She tried to open her eyes, looking at the man slowly approaching, with a little complaint: why do you want to come!

Mu Yunze lip angle slightly curved, arc shallow almost invisible.

Still laughing, laughing fart!

Sing and almost jump: go back!

Mu Yunze didn't go back, but got closer and closer. He walked to the reporter who was in front of the high song. He said indifferently, "get out of the way."

Different from the high song that "get out of the way", mu Yunze's voice is thick and thick, with the arrogant tone of the superior, and can not be questioned.

The reporter's body gave in before his brain could react.

He stepped forward to the singing.

I haven't seen you for a whole week. I miss you like the tide. I forget the news and the reporters around me. In my clear eyes, there is only a reflection of Mu Yunze.

She moved her lips and whispered, "Why are you here?"

"I'll pick you up."

Mu Yunze lips shallow hook up, low voice, like a heavy cello, deep and sweet, "not afraid, I'm coming to pick you up home."

He stretched out his hand, held the little thing in her arms, pressed the child's face on his chest, and with the other hand, he took up singing and walked out of the crowd.

"Wait, wait --"

someone stammered and said, "mu, Mr. mu, what is your relationship with Miss Gao?"

Zhan Jun scolded in the car. He was a fool who was not afraid of death.

Mu Yunze slightly side of the head, glanced at the newspaper logo on his microphone, and slowly said, "it's the relationship you want."

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