Wen Qingshui looked outside and said mischievously. The tone is sympathetic, but in fact, there is ——, sense of being instantly possessed by a naughty demon.

"It's a little sympathetic, hee-hee, look! it's raining!

"Shall we stay a little longer, then we will eat before leaving!" ”

"Wouldn't that be too ostentatious?" Wen Qingshui said with a smile, his eyes were all bad.

"Are you afraid of swagger?

"That's right!haha, it feels good to be a bad guy once in a while!"

"It's not that it's good to be a bad person, it's that you punish a bad person with the means of a bad person! ”

"Makes sense!"

Soon there was new explosive news on the Internet.

[The presidential suite asked for room service, food and wine, so comfortable]

There's even a big picture of the red wine.

Outside, a group of squatting guards who braved the rain hated it so much that their teeth itched. Even the comments made were personal. led the mass netizens to criticize Wen Qingshui again.

In the end, Song Xijun finally went out of the hotel under pressure. Before leaving, he arrogantly scolded the manager of the hotel and the security agency.

Finally, throw down the sentence: "Completely rectify!"

The hotel manager has a big head. I can't wait to cry my father and call my mother. Now that the Internet is so rampant, Song's information is flying all over the sky. The big boss is coming, how can he not strengthen the security. But he really did his best! Several people were staring at a position, especially the monitoring system. He couldn't wait to stare at it, he really didn't know what the problem was!

The sad thing is that he is still in a state of confusion, and there are new remarks on the Internet.

[The president was furious and wanted to check the security, and the hotel manager had a sad face. 】

Who is this? Isn't this an eye medicine for him?

Song Xijun deliberately did not go to the main entrance, but he was still blocked in the parking lot. Song Xijun had an ink on his face.

[President, did you just meet Wen Qingshui?]

[Aren't you afraid that it will affect your relationship with the Feng family?]

[Do you really not care about the nude/photo incident?]

[Has your family accepted Wen Qingshui or have you not thought about the future?]

……

Song Xijun glared at him with a sharp look, so frightened that the reporter almost dropped the microphone.

"Wen Qingshui is my woman, it's a date, not a secret meeting. If I find someone who has reported something wrong, I won't give up!"

The words with ice ballast were thrown out, which made the reporters around them stunned. Song Xijun also took the opportunity to get out.

If Song Xijun is still low-key, then Wen Qingshui's departure can be regarded as earth-shattering.

Wen Qingshui came out of the main entrance of the hotel directly and generously. It scared everyone. It also scared her own heads. As soon as she appeared at the entrance of the hotel, she was surrounded by reporters. Countless reporters threw out countless sharp questions in an instant, from her identity to nude/photos, to her relationship with Song Xijun and Feng Jiajia.

Wen Qingshui looked like she didn't expect her to face such a big scene at all. She was flushed and frightened, and she was stunned on the spot.

With what Song Xijun just said, the hotel manager kept persuading her in the house, but she didn't listen, she must go to the front door. This time it's good. But how dare the hotel ignore her? With all the security guards around, they can barely maintain order.

Wen Qingshui tried his best to keep calm. But the trembling voice all showed the weakness of her heart.

Being hit by so many sharp questions at once, she almost collapsed in an instant.

"I'm just an ordinary woman, I just want to live my life in peace. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about. I did get divorced. ”

"It's not my fault that the divorce is divorced. The relationship is gone, and we don't want to force ourselves. ”

"Song Xijun and I are in love based on feelings. I have no other means. ”

Her clumsy staccato explanations.

"Song Xijun left you here alone, didn't you think about it? Does he have feelings for you?"

"It's always a fact that you let someone beat your ex-husband, and there are videos on the Internet!"

……

"I'm ——, me-" Wen Qing burst into tears, playing the image of a weak person very well.

At this time, several people quickly squeezed in, and they couldn't be separated, and they left violently with Wen Qingshui. Finally ended the farce at the door of the hotel.

Of course, the whole process here has been uploaded to the Internet.

Wen Qingshui once again became the focus of the Internet. There was a lot of scolding.

[Pretending to be weak and disgusting]

[Strong words and quibbles do not help]

[Poor people, there must be something to hate]

Many people gloated and laughed at the news. Including the Night Star. But Feng Jiajia was dumbfounded, with a bit of forced laughter.

Song Xijun did not return to the company, but went to the old house. At the moment, I am watching these news with the old man.

When he saw Wen Qingshui coming out of the hotel with a frightened little rabbit on his face, Song Xijun couldn't help but laugh. Why didn't he find out that his little woman was still so pretending?

"Girl, which one is this?"

"Grandpa, do you see that?"

"Fooling around, it's not like this to find a different way! My old man doesn't bother to take care of things, you can make trouble yourself!" said the old man and stood up.

"Grandpa, are you going for a walk? I'll accompany you!"

"Hmm!"

An old man and a young man strolled through the garden and walked on the path of the sunflower forest. The old man looks like he's in a good mood.

"Are you still in the mood to stay with me?

"She has to get it herself, and it will take a few days to get the details, I'll just wait for the aftermath!"

"The little girl has quite an idea! She looks like a pitiful little bit, but in fact, she is a man-eating tiger! ”

The atmosphere of the grandfather and grandson is very harmonious, and both of them are in a good mood.

At this time, a figure swayed in the distance, it was Mrs. Song. The old man narrowed his eyes and sighed softly.

"I can't stop again!"

Song Xijun also saw Mrs. Song, and immediately felt like a big stone was blocked in his heart.

"Grandpa, back then—"

"Xijun, go back!" The old man didn't want to mention that there was another annoying person back then, and he had to deal with it with energy, and he didn't want Xijun to have any contact with her, so he directly issued an eviction order.

But some people don't want Song Xijun to be able to leave easily.

"Xijun is also here! You must have seen today's news! That woman came out of a small family after all, and she can't be on the stage. What does that flustered and surprised look like? And at this time, you should also be measured in what you say and do. It's finally been a few days to stop, aren't you looking for trouble?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was like a cannon, endless.

This made Song Xijun inexplicably think of the pea shooter in Plants vs. Zombies that he saw in Wen Qingshui's mobile phone one day.