Wu Yumei is not a fool either.

On the contrary, as a journalist, she has a keen intuition.

At this point in the development of things, Wu Yumei has realized that things are not as simple as she imagined.

Moreover, this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared seems even more suspicious.

Wu Yumei pursed her lips, and suddenly thought of the female classmate who had brought them over at the beginning......

Yes, she knows something.

"Classmate, do you know this person?" Wu Yumei pointed to Qian Ming, who was covering her face with her hands and had been avoiding the camera.

Gu Wan nodded,

"I saw her hugging this man outside the wall of my house yesterday......"

Speaking of this, Gu Yun coughed very seriously, "Do you need me to imitate it?" ”

Wu Yumei: ......

- Should I say yes or yes?

Gu Yun saw that Wu Yumei was silent, a pair of big black eyes blinked, and her voice was delicate and soft, like a piece of marshmallow, "I just passed my 18th birthday......"

Wu Yumei: ???

Wu Yumei slowly typed a row of question marks in her mind.

What does that mean?

She didn't seem to ask her age just now, did she?

"I'm an adult, so I can give you an imitation, but I can't describe it from the neck down......"

Wu Yumei: ......

"Ahem......" Wu Yumei coughed in disguise, although she really wanted this soft and glutinous female classmate to imitate it, but in the end, reason prevailed over gossip.

"No, I'm pretty much clear......"

After Wu Yumei finished speaking, she turned around and handed the microphone to Lin Xiaoling, "Is he really your cousin?" ”

Lin Xiaoling was already panicked at this moment, and when she saw that the camera also turned to her, she immediately pointed at Gu Yunjian Shengdao, "It's her talking nonsense, she is Feng Pingzhang's niece, she must be the ...... sent by Feng Pingzhang to frame me."

After Lin Xiaoling finished speaking, she covered her face and howled, crying was a grievance.

"Then you just said, Feng Pingzhang's out. The object of the track is a logistics teacher in the third grade of high school, but is it true? ”

Wu Yumei's sharp voice turned, and the snake hit seven inches.

The strong woman on the side suddenly wrinkled her eyebrows and glared at Lin Xiaoling, as if Lin Xiaoling dared to say a 'yes', and she broke her neck on the spot.

"I ...... I...... I don't know, I listened to my mother......"

At a critical moment, Lin Xiaoling threw the bomb to Mrs. Lin.

Originally, Mrs. Lin was still sitting on the ground with a fake 'oops', until she was shot in the knee and was thrown into a big black pot by her own daughter.

Mrs. Lin blinked in confusion, and she didn't know what to say for a while, but she just repeated vigorously, 'Why is my life so bitter'.

It's just that this time there is a little bit of sincerity.

Up to now, Wu Yumei didn't know what was going on, and immediately signaled the cameraman to point the camera at Qian Ming in the car.

"This gentleman, are you really Ms. Lin Xiaoling's cousin?"

Qian Ming saw that the microphone was stretched out in front of him, and his face immediately changed, and he hurriedly went to close the car door.

It's just that Gu Yun quickly grabbed the car door, and instead of closing the door, Qian Ming was photographed by the camera in the face.

Qian Ming's face couldn't help but change.

He is also a real estate boss with a face in Guangzhou, if he is on TV like this, then how will he mix in the future?

Thinking of this, Qian Ming broke Gu Yun's hand ruthlessly, "Made, let go!" ”

It's just that before Qian Ming could exert his strength, a pair of white and thin hands suddenly choked his wrist, and Qian Ming only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if he was being clamped by iron pliers, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Gu Wan was slightly stunned, and almost subconsciously looked back, just in front of a pair of ink-deep Mozi.

"Little uncle?"