Extremely boring, Mo Wenchu's only pastime is to read scripts.

Unconsciously, the sun was sinking again, Mo Wenchu was eating leisurely at the dining table alone, the TV was on in the living room, and the sound from inside kept the whole villa from being too deserted.

"The following inserts a message just received, some netizens posted anonymously on a well-known gossip forum, exposing the marital status of the topic person Mo Wenchu, in the screenshot given by the netizens, it shows that Miss Mo Wenchu is married, this news immediately sparked heated discussions after it was exposed, and netizens speculated who Mo Wenchu's husband was? At the same time, many netizens questioned the authenticity of this screenshot......"

The chopsticks in Mo Wenchu's hand fell to the ground, making two crisp sounds, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and immediately turned upstairs.

Rushing back to the bedroom, Mo Wenchu took out her mobile phone from the quilt.

Sure enough, there were more than a dozen calls from the brokerage team.

Mo Wenchu silently took a deep breath before making a phone call, and then finally mustered up the courage to dial the phone.

After a half-hour questioning. The agent finally let her go.

"You are now on the rise in your career, and this news will do you more harm than good if it is confirmed, so regardless of the truth of the matter, we must refute the rumors. ”

Before hanging up the phone, the agent said to Mo Wenchu.

Holding the mobile phone, Mo Wenchu was sad.

It's just that she is more curious about a question at this time, that is, who is the person who exposed her marital status?

Leaning on the bed board, Mo Wenchu's eyebrows were tightly locked, and the candidate had been locked in her heart.

The thick fog spread in the night, and Mo Wenchu, who was sleepy on the pillow, was woken up by the sound of a car engine coming from downstairs, and she stood up one by one.

After a long wait, the footsteps stopped outside the door.

Mo Wenchu pursed her lips, ready to question directly when the door opened, but when she saw Gu Jue's state when she entered the room, she hesitated.

Gu Jue seemed to be drunk, her cheeks were a little unnatural, her steps were a little vain when she walked, and most importantly, the other party showed a bright smile when she saw her.

When Mo Wen first saw that smile, she thought she was a ghost.

"Gu Jue, I have something to ask you. Mo Wenchu cleared her throat and said with a serious expression.

Gu Jue approached with a smile, "Let's talk about it." ”

"Did you let you make the news today?"

Mo Wenchu hid back, and at this time she had already come to the window, holding the window tightly with her two hands.

Gu Jue threw his coat on the ground casually, and his knobby fingers loosened the tie, "What news?"

"Someone broke the news on the Internet that I was married. ”

"Aren't you married?" Looking at Mo Wenchu's frightened look, Gu Jue hooked his lips and smiled, turned around and returned to the sofa.

With Gu Jue's departure, Mo Wenchu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I am indeed married to you, but this does not mean that I have to disclose my married status to the public, from the perspective of my career plan......"

"Career planning?" Gu Jue interrupted Mo Wenchu's words with a smile, "Mo Wenchu, don't tell me that you really plan to stay in the entertainment industry." ”

"You're drunk, and I don't communicate with drunk people. ”

Mo Wenchu took a step and was about to leave the master bedroom quickly, but when this person walked to the door, his wrist was suddenly tightly pulled.

There was almost no time to react, and Mo Wenchu's whole person was pushed against the wall.

With his back against the cold wall, Mo Wenchu's nose instantly filled with the smell of alcohol.

Gu Jue's thin lips hooked slightly, and kissed Mo Wenchu's lips domineeringly.

The heat caused by the wine was finally released in the intertwined breaths.

When Mo Wenchu woke up the next day, she was already on the sun, with a splitting headache and her shoulders falling apart.

Looking at the empty seat on the side, Mo Wenchu gave the pillow next to him a hammer, venting all his anger.

Thinking of what happened last night, Mo Wenchu was very unhappy, and when she opened her phone complainingly, she found that yesterday's incident had been resolved.

The anonymous whistleblower on the Internet took the initiative to come forward and admit that the so-called evidence that Mo Wenchu was married was all fabricated, and the screenshots were also pupped, and the reason why she did it was because she was a fan of Mo Wenchu's opponent.

The direction of the wind on the Internet changed instantly, Mo Wenchu hooked the corners of her lips, and happily went to the relevant grave post.

After this news came out yesterday, many netizens swore that they believed in this person's evidence, and even gave Mo Wenchu countless husbands-

[It's Shao Xuan, right? The two are obviously working together again]

[How do I think it's Xiang Wenyu...]

[The two upstairs guessed wrong, stakeholders, in fact, Mo Wenchu's husband is Gu Jue]

[Wen Qing's fans upstairs don't dance, why are they still staring at our family Wenchu for so many years]

[That's right, how could Gu Jue look down on Mo Wenchu, it's fake at first glance]

......

The smile on the corner of Mo Wenchu's mouth collapsed, and she threw her phone aside resentfully.

It's just that when I was looking through the related news, Mo Wenchu found an interesting problem.

When the anonymous whistleblower came forward to admit that he was spreading rumors and slandering, he was interviewed by Gu's media company.

This also means that the reason why this person will be interviewed may be Gu Jue's arrangement.

Thinking of this, Mo Wenchu's eyes flashed.

It was late at night again, and when Gu Jue approached the living room, he saw people nesting in the sofa from a distance.

Hearing the sound, Mo Wenchu yawned and stood up, "Mr. Gu has been working hard all night, no wonder the scale of the Gu family has expanded repeatedly over the years......"

"What do you want to say?" Gu Jue coldly interrupted Mo Wenchu.

Mo Wenchu pursed her lips, "You forced the anonymous whistleblower to come forward for an interview?"

"So what?"

Facing Gu Jue, who didn't eat oil and salt, Mo Wenchu's patience was worn off little by little, and she said perfunctorily, "Thank you." ”

turned around and was about to go upstairs, but as soon as he stepped on the stairs, Gu Jue's voice sounded behind him again.

"Wait. Gu Jue put his coat aside, "I don't accept verbal thanks, if you want to thank you, you can do something substantial." ”

Mo Wenchu frowned and turned around, "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry, go to the kitchen and cook something. ”

"......" Mo Wenchu smiled dryly, "Are you sure?"

"Well, stop talking nonsense, let's go. Gu Jue sat directly at the dining table and stared at Mo Wenchu quietly.

Mo Wenchu's lips hooked up a sly smile, and she came to the kitchen with light steps.

Ten minutes later, the constant sound in the kitchen made Gu Jue finally stand up with curiosity.

Standing at the door of the kitchen and looking at the miserable scene inside, Gu Jue was full of black lines.