Chinese New Year's Eve.

Although it is a day of family fun.

But in a certain community in the capital, there are still many reporters squatting.

They parked on the side of the road in their cars, all holding their hands on the matter, just waiting to shoot the first-hand news.

However, the security guards in the community here are very dedicated, they were stunned and couldn't rush in, they could only guard outside, such a big thing happened today, and the people inside always had to come out to solve it.

Rear.

A black car from near and far.

Inside the car.

The man's cold black eyes forgot about the reporter who was squatting over there, pursed his thin lips, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Can I get in through the side door?"

He looked up and asked the driver.

The driver replied respectfully: "Now that the three doors of the community have been sealed, we can only think of other ways." ”

At this time, there are too many reporters, and when they enter through the gate, they will definitely be sent out as first-hand news, and any slightest disturbance during this time period will be magnified countless times.

Luo Tingfeng looked at his watch, more than two hours have passed since Shi Guanlin was completely arrested, the poet has not come forward, and Shi Guanyu has not believed it.

The phone didn't get through.

He was not at ease after all.

"Drive right inside."

In the end, he looked up, his eyes were cold, and he did not hesitate.

The driver hesitated slightly.

At this time, everyone wants to get rid of the relationship with the poet, after all, this kind of thing is not a trivial matter, it is a pool of muddy water if it is thoroughly investigated, and whoever gets involved in it will not have any good results, this master, how can he still blatantly go in?

"Mr. Luo, this ......"

"Just do it."

Luo listened to the wind and raised his eyes.

There was no fluctuation in the tone.

At this time, if he doesn't care, then the poet really can't get up, Shiguanyu is an actor again, and when her father happened, she was also on the hot search and was attacked by a group of black fans.

The company is already working overtime to press this matter.

She wasn't a strong person in the first place, and after a series of accidents, he was worried that something would wrong with her.

As for the media, they can write whatever they want.

The driver didn't say anything more, and he knew what kind of personality Luo Tingfeng was.

Turning the steering wheel, I came towards the main entrance.

There was a rush of car horns.

Let those reporters take a look, Luo Tingfeng lowered the car window, glanced indifferently outside, without the slightest cover, and went to find her openly.

The reporters and the media were obviously stunned for a moment, but they reacted in hindsight and hurriedly held up their cameras and started shooting.

Luo Tingfeng's car successfully entered the community, and the reporters were stopped outside again, crossed a small road, and finally arrived at the door of the poet's old house.

Sure enough.

It was bleak and cold, not half angry, revealing an oppressive atmosphere of decadence.

Luo listened to the wind and got out of the car.

Looking up at the door, I made a phone call and went out.

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Upstairs.

Shiguanyu looked at the caller ID.

There was no arrogant light in his eyes, and there was some dead silence.

She didn't answer the phone.

Let the phone ring all the time.

Shi Ting looked up at her with white red eyes: "He's outside the gate." ”

Shiguanyu turned around and poured a glass of water, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Nope."

Shi Tingbai clenched his fists, his pupils turned red, and a dry voice overflowed from his throat: "I don't believe it, Dad won't do that kind of thing." ”

"But, the evidence is conclusive."

Shiguanyu smiled bitterly.

This family, how can it be said that it will be scattered?

It's just that day.