At this time, everyone looked at Liu Xue, who was watching the play on the sidelines, and saw that everyone's eyes were looking at them, Liu Xue did not have a trace of panic and fear.

Isn't he just a fledgling journalist? It's good to lose some money, who let him accidentally touch himself so much, this is his own fault!

"He accidentally fell down by himself, and it has nothing to do with me." Liu Xue said without blushing or panting, looking at the look that she might see next to her but had an unrelated face, and laughed in her heart with satisfaction: Spineless guy! Without evidence, who would dare to offend my Liu family?

"Really? It really wasn't because you pushed him that he fell to the ground? Mu Qing walked slowly in front of Liu Xue and stared at her eyes.

The piercing eyes made Liu Xue feel a little weak, her eyes shook, but thinking that there was no evidence, she straightened her waist and said confidently: "It's not me!" Don't talk nonsense without evidence! ”

Mu Qing couldn't help but sneer, "Hahahaha, this is the first time I know what a dead duck has a hard mouth." You deserve to be a good actor, you are really acting online! ”

Liu Xue was a little panicked, didn't she secretly take a picture of it? She was a little scared, and immediately asked Lu Hao for help with her eyes, Lu Hao didn't want to pay attention to her, but she was afraid that she would talk nonsense in front of her father, and it was better to have more than one thing, forget it.

Liu Xue's father is the art director of Mu's Entertainment, and it can be said that he controls half of the entertainment industry. But Director Xu Qiang never looks at relationships, only looks at acting skills, otherwise Liu Xue would not be just a female No. 18.

Lu Hao was helpless, walked to Mu Qing's side, leaned down and put it in Mu Qing's ear: "Now that there are so many reporters, this matter is not good for our crew, let's solve it privately!" ”

Mu Qing hesitated, and when she turned her head, she saw a trace of worry on Xu Qiang's face standing next to the stage. Turning his head and rolling his eyes at Liu Xue, "Count yourself lucky, forget it this time, you can do it yourself." Mu Qing and Liu Xue each walked away in two different directions, and the group of reporters gathered together dispersed, tacitly glanced at each other and left the set.

Because some reporters left in a hurry after the end just now, the video was not related, and Liu Xue's deliberate push of Wang Ze was recorded, but he didn't dare to broadcast it, but they all stored files in the computer, what if this mad dog bites people again one day?

At this time, there was a boy in casual clothes standing in the crowd and watching Mu Qing's figure.

The gray-white casual suit made this person even thinner and colder, wearing a white baseball cap on his head, a pair of sunglasses hanging on his eyes, and a pair of cold air pressure that was close to him spread.

He is a friend of Wang Ze, the young head of the Mu family in the capital, Mu Han. Originally, today was Wang Ze's first time at work, and he wanted to show off to Mu Han, but he didn't expect to see Mu Han's figure until the end of the event.

Wang Zemuhan, who had seen being pushed to the ground, was a little nervous, but before he could open his legs, a little girl had dealt with everything, and he was now in place, without the slightest disturbance of conscience.

This little bun is so cute!

Mu Han was frightened by this idea, and when he saw that the girl gave up arguing, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but when he saw Xiao Baozi's implied sharp eyes, he felt understandable.

What a little flower cat with teeth and claws!

After the reporters dispersed, Mu Han stopped a reporter who was closer to the little bun just now, "What is that little bun called?" ”

"Huh?" The reporter was suddenly stopped, and he was still a little confused, "Oh~, that, her name is Mu Qing." Are you also fascinated by her domineering? ”

The reporter wanted to say something, but Mu Han had already gotten in the car and left.

"Hmph, you're my uncle!" The reporter pouted, received the gift and left.