Chapter 189: This Sir, You Recognize the Wrong Person

Among them, the barrage swipes the screen, and the one with the highest frequency is Ren Daidai.

Coupled with Meng Yiyi's previous interview, the news of Ren Daidai's resignation is flying all over the sky.

Ren Daidai was inexplicably involved in this storm.

Wen Yabao watched Ren Daidai being scolded on the hot search.

As the melon was eaten, it changed its taste.

Ren Daidai's past "black history" has also been dug up.

She actually had a daughter with a certain bigwig in the investment bank, and this daughter died at the age of five.

Before Ren Daidai's daughter was born, the big guy was at a low ebb of entrepreneurship.

They have never been married, and they don't know what happened in the middle, the big guy has been abroad for a few years, Ren Daidai is single, pregnant and filming and has children.

This big guy has never seen it before.

As for the little princess who died young, she didn't write much, as if she was born with a weak disease and died of illness.

Whenever Wen Yabao sees such news, his heart is always sour and unbearable.

The man was unmarried and the woman was unmarried, and the two were also in a normal relationship at that time.

Such a black history is simply someone else's privacy.

It didn't violate any public order and good customs, and it has nothing to do with others.

For Ren Daidai, this is nothing more than a failed relationship experience.

I don't know why, Wen Yabao didn't believe that Ren Daidai would do such a thing.

But she can't easily come out and stand in line, after all, there is a studio behind her, a sky full of stars behind the studio, and a sky qi behind a sky full of stars.

I moved my whole body, and I couldn't go back to the time when I was alone with my aunt.

When Wen Yabao went to pay, he was told that someone had already paid for it.

Nana took her arm and left with a smile and a smile.

Maybe the conversation is too engrossed, and the mind is not looking at the road.

When they walked towards the door, they didn't see anyone coming from the other side, and they ran straight into it.

Wen Yabao stumbled and was held by a strong arm.

Nana was not as lucky as Wen Yabao, and crashed directly into the arms of the person on the other side.

The scene froze in embarrassment.

Wen Yabao's bag hanging over his shoulder slipped to the ground.

The owner of the hand that held her picked up the bag on the ground and was about to return it to her.

The scorching eyes unexpectedly landed on the small pendant hanging on Wen Yabao's bag.

The pendant was a unicorn the size of a palm, the original pure white base had been yellowed, and the stitches had been raw.

It is an old thing that has been used for a long time.

The man expertly flipped open the unicorn's trademark label, and the handwriting on it was blurred.

"Albemarle?" An uncertain and pleasant male voice filled his ears.

Wen Yabao stood firm, took the bag, and pulled Nana out of the stranger's arms.

Retreating to a safe distance, he looked up suspiciously and followed the prestige.

It's a bright face that is so strange that it has no impression.

Gentle and elegant, his gestures reveal a full gentleman.

Does he know her?

But Wen Yabao was not impressed.

Fortunately, she put on a mask and cap before going downstairs, and the other party couldn't see her clearly at the moment.

Pinched her bag and looked at it twice, and knew it was her.

Could it be a perverted illegitimate who has been following her and deliberately finding excuses to approach her, right?

"I'm sorry, but you recognized the wrong person, sir."

Wen Yabao dragged Nana, who didn't understand the situation, bypassed them, and rushed out of the hot pot restaurant.

Got into the car, Wen Yabao's frantic heartbeat finally came to fruition.

Nana was stuffed into the back row, and she just had her head full and was a little idle.

In the dim light, she leaned on the seat in confusion: "Sister Yabao, what are you running?" Those two little brothers just now are very handsome! Why are you running like you've seen a ghost? ”