The ruling government in Jiangzhou was green, and the prospective lady cheated on the four-eyed field chicken!

Yesterday, Zhao Qingyuan, the quasi-wife of Zhou Ruocheng of the Jiangzhou ruling government, appeared in Fengle Building, a newly opened restaurant on Sanhe Street, and met with a mysterious man. You must know that Zhao Qingyuan is only a student in the sprint class of Jianghang Academy this year, and this incident appeared in Fengyue place, there must be a hidden secret, but pity Lord Zhou, such a situation occurred soon after the engagement, and our reporter will follow up and report.

"Young Master! Master! A handyman ran over at the door, "Just now I went out to sweep the floor, and a group of people surrounded me with microphones and cameras and asked me about you, young master!" ”

Zhou Ruocheng's phone also rang, it was Zhao Yuanwai who called, "Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou!" I'm sorry for you, little old man! My unfilial daughter! Unexpectedly... ”

"Father-in-law, are you stupid too?" Zhou Ruocheng's answer was very bland.

"Huh?"

"I called you yesterday, will I still lose Qingyuan?" Zhou Ruocheng asked.

"This... Could it be that this man in this newspaper is... Zhao Yuanwai asked.

"Do you still need to think about it? Of course it's me. Zhou Ruocheng replied.

"Uh... Oh! I see. Ahaha. Zhao Yuanwai smiled bitterly.

"But father-in-law, isn't it Qingyuan's reputation that you should care about at this time?" Zhou Ruocheng asked.

"No, the first thing that came to my mind was to be sorry for you... Qingyuan is still young and ignorant. Zhao Yuanwai said.

"Zhao Yuanwai! I'm so angry right now! Zhou Ruocheng's voice was raised a little. It's my fault to lose my temper with you, but this matter has really damaged Qingyuan's reputation!! ”

"Ahh Ah, yes, the old man didn't expect Qingyuan's feelings, it was indeed the old man's fault. Zhao Yuanwai said embarrassedly.

"I'll take care of this matter." After Zhou Ruocheng finished speaking, he hung up his phone.

"Young master, your report now has tens of thousands of comments on the Internet, all of which are scolding the young grandmother for not being a thing." Tang Yunlin looked at his mobile phone and said to Zhou Ruocheng.

Zhou Ruocheng snatched Tang Yunlin's mobile phone and slammed it to the ground, the kernel fell out, and the screen shattered.

But Zhou Ruocheng's face was still calm, and he looked at Tang Yunlin, "I'm sorry, I'll buy you a new one." ”

Tang Yunlin was also frightened by Zhou Ruocheng's abnormal performance, where had he seen such an angry Zhou Ruocheng?

"What's wrong, sir?" Zhao Qingyuan heard the movement and walked out, and saw everyone looking at him.

"Qingyuan, wait for what you see, you have to be mentally prepared." Zhou Ruocheng gave the newspaper in his hand to Zhao Qingyuan.

Zhao Qingyuan opened the newspaper and read it for a while, and then tears came down, "This... What are these ... ”

Zhou Ruocheng hugged Zhao Qingyuan into his arms, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, it's all my playfulness and hurt Qingyuan." ”

"Young Master! Do you want me to kill that rumor-mongering reporter? Avenge the young grandmother," Zhang Qing said.

"You're going to kill him yesterday before he uploads the report, of course I'm not against it, but now... Killing won't help. Zhou Ruocheng said.

"It's all ineffective! Shame on the young master! Zhang Qingdan knelt on the ground and said.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have let the young master put on makeup and go out on errands." Tang Yunlin also said,

"Okay, okay, it's my fault for this matter, I shouldn't have put on makeup and appeared outside like this." Zhou Ruocheng said.

"But..." Both looked at Zhou Ruocheng.

"That's it! I said it's my fault, it's my fault! What are you pressing? Believe it or not, I'll give you a straw bedside table?! Zhou Ruocheng asked a little irritably.

Tang Yunlin and Zhang Qing stopped talking, looked at each other, and didn't know what posture to put to face Zhou Ruocheng.

"Your husband, I have committed another crime and hurt you, will you blame Mr.?" Zhou Ruocheng asked.

"Mr. That's right, these paparazzi are too hateful, as long as Mr.'s reputation is not damaged, Qingyuan doesn't care about this grievance." Zhao Qingyuan said with a sob.

"Good wife, how could your husband let you suffer such grievances, this matter is your husband's fault, I will deal with it." Zhou Ruocheng touched Zhao Qingyuan's head and comforted him vigorously.

When Zhao Qingyuan's mood stabilized, Zhou Ruocheng took Zhao Qingyuan's hand and walked towards the door.

Zhou Ruocheng ordered the doorman to open the door and looked back at Zhao Qingyuan, "Are you afraid?" ”

"With Mr. by my side, Qingyuan naturally won't be afraid." Zhao Qingyuan replied.

Zhou Ruocheng nodded, and the doorman opened the door.

Zhou Ruocheng walked out with Zhao Qingyuan.

Outside the gate, groups of paparazzi had already laid an ambush, and as soon as they came out, they immediately crowded up, holding microphones and recorders in their hands.

"Lord Zhou! What do you think about your wife-to-be's cheating?! ”

"Is there something hidden in it?!"

This is quite polite, and some directly ask "When are you going to dissolve the marriage?" "Miss Zhao, are you ashamed of your despicable behavior?!"

For a while, all kinds of problems made Zhao Qingyuan's eyes red again, Zhou Ruocheng squeezed her hand, and Zhao Qingyuan tried her best to restrain her emotions.

At this time, a figure appeared in front of Zhou Ruocheng and the reporters, Zhang Qing held a sword in his hand, and pulled out a paragraph, and suddenly the reporters took a step back.

"You guys said one by one, and also, turn off your cameras, my fiancée is still a student, are you doing this, do you want her to be doxxed?" Zhou Ruocheng said.

A group of reporters took a look, still gossiping.

Zhou Ruocheng glanced at Zhang Qing, Zhang Qing flicked his fingers again, and the lens of the camera in the hand of a photographer exploded.

"Everyone present, I, Zhou, am also a person who wants to save face, I am also very depressed when there is such a big thing, you are yelling all over the city, this matter is indeed a bit hidden, please inform each other, I will have a press conference in the afternoon, and I will clarify this matter at that time." After Zhou Ruocheng finished speaking, he took out an ingot of twenty taels of silver and handed it to the photographer whose lens was broken.

"Ladies and gentlemen! My wife is thin-faced, and I hope you will be merciful before the matter is clarified, and there must be it, but let my wife go. Zhou Ruocheng took Zhao Qingyuan in his arms and said with a serious face.

Only then did the reporters put down the equipment in their hands, and the photographers put down the cameras in their hands.

Zhou Ruocheng saluted again: "Thank you." ”

Back in the house, Zhou Ruocheng took out his mobile phone again, "Hey?" Zheng Bian? I'm Zhou Ruocheng, eh, I know you didn't participate in the report, but there is something I want you to do me a favor, lend me a venue, I want to hold a press conference, yes, just today, please ask Mr. Zheng for a favor, I will thank you in the future. ”

"Tang Yunlin, tell Ji Jin not to go to work today, we have to attend an event." Zhou Ruocheng put down the phone and said.

"Okay young master." Tang Yunlin nodded.

Zhou Ruocheng turned his head to look at Zhao Qingyuan again, holding her face, "Okay, let's stop crying, clean up, we will hold an event today, you have to dress up beautifully." ”

Zhao Qingyuan looked at Zhou Ruocheng, pursed her mouth, and nodded.

Soon, the news that Zhou Ruocheng was going to hold a press conference spread to the major media, at the door of a news venue in Jianghang, all kinds of media had long been unable to get through here, and Zhou Ruocheng's fans, who didn't know when they began to assemble, were waiting for Zhou Ruocheng's arrival.

His own Mustang can't be driven, Zhou Ruocheng can't drive, and when he comes out, he misses the table, so there is no way, Zhou Ruocheng went to the local car dealer and bought a Bentley directly, not to mention the full payment, the owner of the car dealership directly gave the license plate, and drove the car dealer directly to the press conference.

In the car, Zhao Qingyuan, who was wearing a dress, wore a pink shawl on her shoulders, white suspender sandals on her feet, and light makeup on her face.

Zhou Ruocheng sat beside her in a suit, and Zhao Qingyuan shrank there, her hands trembling.

"Are you afraid?" Zhou Ruocheng grabbed Zhao Qingyuan's hand.

"Hmm... Zhao Qingyuan nodded.

"To be honest, I'm scared too, and my whole body is shaking when I'm afraid." Zhou Ruocheng said.

"Young master, are you also afraid?" Zhao Qingyuan looked at him.

"Why not? So who isn't afraid of the stage in the first place? If you want to talk in front of reporters all over the city, I'll be scared of me, okay? Zhou Ruocheng smiled bitterly.

"If that's the case..." Zhao Qingyuan frowned.

"So we have to face it together," Zhou Ruocheng pulled Zhao Qingyuan into his arms, "You don't want to be framed as a bad girl by others, do you?" ”

Zhao Qingyuan nodded.

Zhou Ruocheng kissed Zhao Qingyuan on the cheek, and the car had already driven to the entrance.

Zhang Qing also got out of the car with a suit, the handsome face caused the girl present to scream, opened the car door, Zhou Ruocheng pulled his suit and walked out, and suddenly the scream was several times louder than just now, Zhou Ruocheng turned around and stretched out a hand towards the car door, Zhao Qingyuan pulled out Zhou Ruocheng's hand and also walked out of the car.

Immediately, the screams turned into all kinds of shouts, some said that Zhao Qingyuan was shameless, and some people said that they supported Zhao Qingyuan.

Zhao Qingyuan's body trembled, Zhou Ruocheng hugged her in the crook of his arm, smiled and greeted the fans on both sides, and the two walked into the venue.

Walked to the venue, there was a table on the stage, five or six rows of chairs were placed under the stage, and now it was full of all kinds of reporters, and there were all kinds of huge cameras placed next to them, as soon as Zhou Ruocheng and Zhao Qingyuan came in, the screens of these big guys began to rotate with their actions.

Zhou Ruocheng and Zhao Qingyuan sat in their seats, with several microphones in front of them.

At this time, a host came up, "Everyone be quiet, before the press conference begins, please pay attention to a few matters, first, please do not personally attack; second, to reject some improper remarks; Thirdly, we have recorded all of your speeches here, and if there is a discrepancy between the issue here and your report, then our company will investigate the legal responsibility of your company on behalf of Jiangzhou Prefecture. ”

The host bowed to the reporters, and then looked back at Zhou Ruocheng, "Lord Zhou, can you start?" ”

"Ahhh Okay, for other issues, you can speak. ”

Suddenly, the audience was silent, and the reporters looked at Zhou Ruocheng with their pens and mouths open, but no one spoke.

Nonsense, you've answered all the questions we're going to ask, and we're asking a fart?!