Chapter 147: Are You Called Paparazzi?

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Mo Chu looked at him with a hint of confusion and puzzlement, "I didn't see it, what's wrong? It can't be that someone hacked me again, right?"

As she spoke, she showed a helpless look on her face, and took out an old-fashioned key-button mobile phone from her bag, "In order to prevent me from talking nonsense on Weibo and being in a bad mood when I see those reports, Alan changed this mobile phone for me, and I will be isolated from the world." But that's fine, otherwise I will definitely affect my mood after watching it, and I can't find the state of filming. โ€

Xiao Yuanlang looked at her fixedly for a few seconds, looking at the clarity and blankness in her eyes, and then the corners of his mouth rose, "Your agent is also for your good, you have to adjust your mentality, I believe you will be able to break out of your world in this circle." โ€

"Well, I only heard from my assistant later, it turns out that Zi'er is everyone's national goddess, and I also watched the TV series starring her, and her acting skills are very good, I want to learn from her. โ€

National Goddess ......

Xiao Yuanlang flashed the unsightly messages under Fu Zi'er's Weibo in his mind, and a trace of yin owl swept under his eyes, and the whole person exuded an aura of rage.

"What's wrong with you, Brother Xiao?"

Squeezing out a smile hard, Xiao Yuanlang took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer on the side and handed it to her, "I'm fine, I'm going to work later, you remember to eat on time, take one pill before going to bed, you can see the effect in a week, tell me if you feel uncomfortable." โ€

Mo Chuyi took it, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you, Brother Xiao, then I'll go out first, so I won't disturb you to work." โ€

"Good. โ€

Not long after Mo Chuyi walked out, Xiao Yuanlang's mobile phone rang, he looked at the name jumping on the mobile phone screen fixedly, and hesitated to answer.

"Is it the paparazzi you called?" Fu Zi'er's almost sharp voice came from the other end of the phone, and she could be heard to be extremely manic and angry, "Xiao Yuanlang, you answer me!"

"I don't talk to someone who is on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Compared with her vicious anger, Xiao Yuanlang was calm and cold.

"What do you mean, is you right? And then you ruined me like this, you thought you could get me this way, right?" Fu Zi'er asked sharply.

"Yes, I can't get you because of this, I will only make you hate me!" Xiao Yuanlang's voice unconsciously raised, "So do you think I will be stupid enough to do this?"

As he spoke, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, "This is how I am in your eyes?

Hearing this, Fu Zi'er was stunned for a moment, and her tone softened, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, I'm thinking, it's impossible for anyone to know about our relationship, the villas we bought are close to the suburbs, who would know? These paparazzi are simply a bunch of mad dogs!"

"It's already happened, what's the use of you getting angry?"

Fu Zi'er didn't seem to have the heart to listen to him at all, "By the way, Mo Chuyi must have seen this headline too...... What to do, she knows that we ......"

"What if you know? In the past, I knew that I liked you before I lost my memory, and now we just told her about it? Besides, her agent didn't let her watch the news on her phone, and she didn't know yet. โ€

Fu Zi'er seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Really, you didn't lie to me?!"

"Listen to me, don't worry, don't make any response, don't look at your phone these days!" Xiao Yuanlang took a deep breath and explained calmly, "Besides, can't you have a boyfriend?"

Fu Zi'er was stunned, not to mention that she was photographed with her wandering/wandering/soul appearance, which damaged her image as a jade goddess for so many years, she ......

How can I have a boyfriend? What would Ji Yan think if I saw it?

Chi Yan......

Could it be Chi Yan!

At the beginning, he unilaterally announced his engagement at the banquet without his consent, but in fact he showed that he had a wife and children, and later Fu broke off his cooperation with Chi Yi Group in order to retaliate.

But Fu Xuhui didn't dare to make any more moves, because he had a handle in Chi Yan's hands, if he didn't do it, if Chi Yan was angry, he would spend the rest of his life in prison.

So, is Chi Yan taking revenge more and more unscrupulously for this? Only he has such a powerful information think tank that knows about her and Xiao Yuanlang, right?

Thinking about it, Fu Zi'er closed her eyes, the expression on her face was painful and helpless, if it was really Chi Yan, how should her heart deal with herself?

Because of his powerful aura, he didn't dare to look for him again, but he was thinking about this man all the time in his heart, but ......

Fu Zi'er froze, sniffed, and said, "I know, don't respond to any message, after all, this photo is not clear, I will hand it over to the company to deal with." โ€

After speaking, without giving Xiao Yuanlang a chance to respond, she hung up the phone.

Xiao Yuanlang walked slowly to the window, looking at the morning sun, the winter sun shining on his body, and he suddenly felt warm, but his heart was cold.

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Mo Chuyi came to Mo Qing's ward, pushed his grandmother to the backyard of the nursing home, fixed a wheelchair under a big tree, and put a blanket on the old lady, "It's still winter, it's not bad to bask in the sun like this." โ€

Mo Qing looked at the lawn next to the walkway in a daze, and after listening to Mo Chuyi's words, the corners of his mouth pulled up a smile with difficulty, and he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Grandma's mental state has been much better recently, this is progress, so you have to keep it up and try to get better." โ€

The old lady nodded with difficulty, trying to raise her hand to touch Mo Chuyi, but she couldn't lift it helplessly.

Seeing this, Mo Chuyi raised her hand and put it on her hair, "Just like when I was a child, we were picking beans in the small courtyard while basking in the sun, and you always liked to touch my hair, saying that my hair was very fine and soft, and I couldn't dye and perm my hair like everyone else." โ€

As she spoke, Mo Chuyi recalled, her eyes were full of longing and beauty, as if she remembered something, and she couldn't help laughing lightly.

"I still remember the first time Zi'er came back from perming her hair, you picked up a broom and started chasing after it, and you didn't stop until you ran five streets, but then you found that Zi'er and I were both having fun at home......"

"We're naughty, aren't we? Growing up, we've broken your heart, and I've grown up ......"

As she spoke, Mo Chuyi raised her head to look at the old lady, her eyes were warm for a while, she sniffed, trying to suppress the sourness, "When we grow up, we still have to worry about you, even if you are sick, I can't take care of you by your side, if I was here back then, maybe grandma you won't become like this......"

Mo Qing's life can be said to be bumpy, a failed emotional marriage experience shattered her whole person, and then she put all her hope on Mo Chuyi and Fu Zier.

When they were young, life was extremely poor, and occasionally they got sick, not only worried about their health, but also a big problem with medical expenses, but she survived.

Looking at the two sensible children, she will sigh that it is all worth it.

However, how could we have predicted that this would lead to the situation we have today?

She has experienced strong winds and rains, and she seems to be downbeat, as long as Mo Chuyi is well, she will be relieved.

A while ago, she was always uneasy in her heart, even if she couldn't open her mouth to speak, but her heart was full of emotions, but she was helpless and couldn't express it.

Later, Chi Yan appeared, her heart began to slowly let go, and she who crawled over from the wind and waves, she could see his deep affection for Mo Chuyi.

Mo Chuyi was able to meet Chi Yan, presumably it was God's mercy on her, right?

Listening to Mo Chuyi's words, the old lady couldn't help but tears falling down in a stream, and wanted to wipe Mo Chuyi's tears away, but she couldn't do it, so she could only signal her with her eyes to be strong and stop crying.

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Qing said to them the most that only by becoming stronger can she protect herself and the people around her.

took her hand and held it, Mo Chuyi wiped the tears on her face, "I know, grandma, after all, we can't go back to the past, so we can only look forward, as long as grandma is well, it's enough." โ€

Mo Qing nodded slightly with difficulty, looking at her with a smile in her eyes.

"By the way, I went back to City A a while ago, and after I came back, I always had a feeling that I had lost something very precious, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember what it was?"

Mo Chuyi looked up at her, "If you get better and can talk to me, maybe you will remind me?"

"Also, I saw Aunt He, and she seemed to have a deep misunderstanding of me...... Anyway, I've been in it for so many years, haven't I confessed it in disguise, and how can I pray that others won't misunderstand me?"

Hearing this, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in Mo Qing's eyes, and he was babbling something in his mouth, and his expression seemed a little anxious.

"What's the matter, Grandma?

Mo Qing nodded with difficulty, and raised his hand vigorously to gesture for something, but because of physical factors, the expression on his face became more and more anxious, as if he was about to cry.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you take your time......" Mo Chuyi hurriedly reassured, surprised to find that Mo Qing's hand could be raised, although the expression in his mouth was still vague, but it was much better than before.

"Grandma, you have made great progress, don't worry, take your time. Mo Chuyi held her hand and soothed.

I saw Mo Qing grab her hand hard and gesture something with her fingers in her palm.

Mo Chuyi quieted down, looked at his palm steadily, and watched Mo Qing write something on her palm one by one.

Her movements were difficult and slow, and it took three minutes for the old lady to stop, but it seemed that for her, this was already the limit of what her body could do.

Mo Chu looked at his palm in a daze, "Jade?"