Overnight surprise: Mr.Gu, I'm pregnant!

Lin Miaomiao pursed her lips. As soon as she took a step forward, she was dragged back by Gu Tingchen.

"My woman never needs to face the media alone."

"Gu Tingchen..." Lin Miaomiao's heart beat disorderly.

The reporter waited anxiously and asked, "Mr. Gu, you made headlines with your wife the day before yesterday. Is your fairy CP hype? In fact, do you love Miss Lin?"

"What are you talking about? Hype?"

Gu Tingchen's voice was as cold as the cold wind. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone present raised his heart.

"I, I guess too..." the reporter was frightened by Gu Tingchen's fierce eyes and his voice trembled.

"Guess our husband and wife don't agree?" Gu Tingchen held Lin Miaomiao's hand, strongly stretched her fingers open, and the two people clasped their fingers.

"This is not enough to prove it." Gu Tingchen's sharp light pink lip slightly hooked.

Lin Miaomiao immediately blushed.

It seemed as if an electric current ran across his heart from his fingertips.

She looked at Gu Tingchen with wet eyes and heard him say, "which eye did you see that we were at odds? I don't like Gu Tingchen's wife of my own choice?"

This is undoubtedly an advertisement.

Lin Miaomiao's heart kept beating.

"This, this... Then why are you here?" the reporter asked with his neck stuck.

Lin Miaomiao's smile was instantly stiff.

"Can I report my whereabouts to you?"

Looking at Gu Tingchen's cruel appearance, Lin Miaomiao secretly pulled his sleeve, "Gu Tingchen..."

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Seeing a storm approaching, Hu Meiqin hurriedly squeezed in, "the feelings of Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu are really good. I can't help but be moved. This reporter, which media do you belong to? As far as I know, Gu always doesn't accept private interviews. If it wasn't for his wife, I'm afraid he wouldn't say more."

"I, I..."

"Well, well, I ordered drinks for you in the downstairs hall. Let's take a break and interview the sound later, okay?"

"Thank you, sister Qin."

Hu Meiqin drove the reporters out with a smile. Then she turned to Gu Tingchen and apologized, "Mr. Gu, these reporters are not sensible. Don't be angry."

Gu Tingchen snorted coldly and didn't speak.

"No, just thank Miss Hu." Lin Miaomiao squeezed out a smile.

Hu Meiqin nodded at her.

"Sister Qin!" Yu Yin saw Hu Meiqin and her eyes were filled with tears. "Why did you just say I wanted to be interviewed by them? I... what if those reporters are still outside?"

Hu Meiqin held her forehead. "Get up and get dressed first."

"OK." Yu Yin was frightened just now, but now she can't be clever.

Hu Meiqin looked at the scene, meaningfully swept through Lin Miaomiao, and finally focused on Gu Yiming, "why is Xiao Gu here?"

"Oh, is this your house? I can't come?"

"It's me." Lin Miaomiao knew that Gu Yiming was in a bad mood now. She took the initiative to stand up, "I asked him out."

As soon as Lin Miaomiao's voice fell, Gu Yiming looked at her with great interest.

At the same time, Lin Miaomiao felt a cold sight falling on herself!

"Now..." Hu Meiqin looked at Gu Tingchen tentatively.

After all, Gu Tingchen is the biggest here.

"I'd like to see what trick you're playing," Gu Yiming unbuttoned his suit, threw it on the sofa, sat lazily on it and poured himself a glass of water.

The last sound is to put on your clothes immediately.

"Gu Zong, please give me a word." Hu Meiqin flattered.

Gu Tingchen stood at the door with a straight posture, and his dark eyes contained an expression that others could not see clearly. After a while, he picked up his cell phone and called Wang Qin.

Before Wang Qin came, Hu Meiqin always comforted Yu Yin, while Gu Yiming disdained to sit on the expensive sofa and eat melon seeds.

As soon as Wang Qin arrived, he saw Gu Yiming and Yu Yin sitting on the sofa, while Gu Tingchen and Lin Miaomiao were standing close.

It looks like a quarrel.

"President, there were a lot of reporters downstairs when I came up." Wang Qin went to Gu Tingchen and asked, "Mr. Gu, what can I do for you?"

"Yes."

Gu Tingchen's mouth moved and his eyes swept over Lin Miaomiao.

She seemed a little angry and stubborn. She stood there silently and didn't speak.

Gu Tingchen took back his sight, "send the young lady back."

"This..."

"I'm not going back. Why should I go?" Lin Miaomiao frowned. What is this?

Let her disappear and make room for them?

"The matter hasn't been solved yet, I won't go." Lin Miaomiao stubbornly raised his head and stared at Gu Tingchen with wet eyes, vowing not to admit defeat.

Gu Tingchen looked at her stubborn appearance and was angry and laughed.

"...." he rubbed his temples and pointed to the aftersound, "then you send them back."

"Gu Tingchen!" Lin Miaomiao looked at him angrily. "The reporter just asked, why did you appear in the hotel where Yu Yin stayed? Don't you need to explain?"

Gu Tingchen frowned.

"Of course it's because brother Tingchen has a good relationship with me," Yu Yin said immediately.

"Don't talk." Hu Meiqin immediately stopped the aftersound.

The atmosphere in the room is like a cold winter.

Everyone dared not breathe loudly.

"Oh," Gu Yiming stood up and swept Lin Miaomiao with interest. "Brother, you quarrel with your sister-in-law, why take me with you. Excuse me."

Gu Yiming got up from the sofa, picked up his suit and coat and went out.

Hu Meiqin immediately stood up, "Xiao Gu! Xiao Gu..."

"Sister Qin!" seeing that Hu Meiqin was going to chase her out, Yu Yin grabbed her in fear, "what do you care about him?"

"My little ancestor, you have all been caught and raped in bed!"

Hu Meiqin frowned and said, "come out with me." after that, Hu Meiqin couldn't help dragging the aftersound out.

All the people in the corridor were cleaned up by Wang Qin.

Only Lin Miaomiao and Gu Tingchen were left in the room, and Wang Qin stood awkwardly.

"Cough, President, I'd better find someone to take the reporter downstairs." Wang Qin quickly withdrew.

For a moment, the whole room became empty

Lin Miaomiao stood beside the sofa. Her feet were already sour. She smiled at herself, "then I'll go too."

"Stop!"

"Do you have anything else to tell Gu?" Lin Miaomiao turned his back to Gu Tingchen, and his eyes were red.

She held her head up stubbornly and took two deep breaths.

"Just let you go, you don't go, and now you have to go again. What do you mean?" Gu Tingchen's voice was as low as a Cello Sound, which contained a bit of anger, and seemed to come from the depths of hell.

The ice is cold and has no temperature.

Lin Miaomiao frowned and felt cold all over.