Early the next morning, the white pigeon was woken up by the sound of messages on his mobile phone.

looked at the time, it was only six o'clock, but there were already hundreds of unread WeChat messages on the phone. Most of them were sent by Qin Jianan, but there were also classmates, tutors, and Lin Pan from the university.

They all greeted the white dove with pride, more like a breath.

She opened Weibo and the news, and sure enough, there was new content about herself. But before he could read a few messages, Qin Jianan's call came.

"Fog grass, your husband can do it!" Qin Jianan's tone was full of interest, "I said aunt, grandma, have you read the news?" Your husband is a good hand at stirring up the storm! I didn't expect everything to hit the key point, and today the wind direction has changed, all of which means that you are humble, low-key and polite, diligent and hard-working. ”

The white pigeon brushed the news and couldn't help but sigh at Lu Yuanhe's ability again.

In just one day, the news is like a different day. In the report, she found almost everything around her to prove her diligence and kindness, and no one said a word of praise throughout the whole process, but from the bits and pieces of memories and details, she restored a very self-motivated, dedicated to her younger brother, smart and hard-working little girl. Although there is not much ink in the emotional aspect, it alludes to the white pigeon's single-mindedness in love from the side, and every word is not given in vain. The white pigeon is clean and self-conscious, and the image of single-mindedness is about to come out.

Although the words written on it were true, the white pigeon was a little weak-hearted. Because netizens praised her so well......

"I'm most afraid that people who are more beautiful than you are more motivated than you! Let me protect such a girl! ”

"The road has turned pink! I'm going to pick this little sister! ”

When it came to the time when the white pigeon was untied and took care of his younger brother in the hospital, some people cried out and cried! even exclaimed: "This is the little angel of Fucha Rongyin, right?" ”

Not only that, Pei Siyuan's intimate photos with Molin and the hotel's opening records were also popped out. The record is not limited to the city of Jiangcheng, but is spread all over the surrounding tourist cities. What's even more surprising is that the opening records are but not limited to those adjacent to Molin.

In other words, Pei Siyuan has someone else early on! And more than one!

This news is like a divine assist, and the ironclad evidence is that Pei Siyuan is a little white-faced and negative scumbag, and he brushes people to stand on the side of the white pigeon.

"Little pigeon, it's good that you left this scumbag, this can be regarded as a timely stop loss. By the way, have you reconciled with Lu Yuanhe? ”

Forehead...... After separating from the café, Bai Ge has not seen Lu Yuanhe, and Lu Yuanhe has not come back until he fell asleep yesterday.

At this moment, Lu Yuanhe is in the study, with a lighter in his hand and no cigarette.

Although the comments and results on the Internet were expected, there was another thing that annoyed Lu Yuanhe.

"Lu Shao, although the photos on the Internet have been deleted, there are many photos in Jiangcheng that have been printed out and pasted on the notice boards, telephone poles, walls, roller shutters and other places near the bar street."

And what Lu Yuanhe minds the most is that the head of the white pigeon in the photo has been cut off!

On her thin body was a blank space hollowed out by scissors.

It's indescribably weird, and Lu Yuanhe was upset when he saw it.

"Lu Shao, the one named Cheng Le has always been in the sight of our subordinates, and he has no chance to act or contact others. It's no wonder, who did such a strange thing in one day? ”

Lu Yuanhe was thoughtful, and his dark golden pupils flashed.

"Lu Shao, the photos were all posted in the middle of the night, and the surveillance didn't take them, and I didn't find a place to wash the photos. Could it be that there are trolls on the Internet who can't get used to seeing young grandma? Or is it someone else at school who has a grudge against the young grandmother? Our men caught two suspicious ones. But they bit it to death and refused to admit it, and said that they didn't know the young grandmother at all. ”

"Anything else?"

Belch...... Han Bin raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Yuanhe's expression, and cautiously lowered his eyes and said, "Two streets away, the part of the photo that was cut out was thrown in the garbage can...... Each head was crossed with a red pen and nailed by a stapler. The rest were thrown in buckets, and there were all floating, probably hundreds. ”

"What?!" Lu Yuanhe was furious.

This is a provocation and a warning.

not only warned Bai Ge that he must walk on thin ice or his life would be lost, but also warned Lu Yuanhe, telling him that he could not protect her.

"Let's go, let's go back to Jiangcheng first."

"Land ......"

Bai Ge took a cup of coffee made by himself, stood outside the study, and was hesitating whether to knock on the door, when suddenly the door opened, Lu Yuanhe walked out with a suit, followed by Han Bin. Bai Ge felt that Han Bin seemed to look at him meaningfully, but when he turned his head, he felt that he might have seen it wrong.

"Lu Yuanhyuk ......"

"I have something to go back to Jiangcheng to deal with first. I'll talk about anything when I get back, and I'll have someone take care of you. ”

After speaking, Lu Yuanhe hurried downstairs. Han Bin even trotted all the way down to drive.

The white dove still held a steaming cup of coffee in his hand, and half of the sentence was still stuck in his throat.

What do you want to say to him? She couldn't tell.

There was no need to apologize, but I always remembered that day with a thin layer of angry eyes. His slightly furrowed brow always made people want to reach out and soothe him.

At least I can say thank you for doing so much for himself online and turning the tide of the wind. Lu Yuanhe seems to have business to be busy, Bai Ge thought, then wait for him to be busy, and then thank him.

Today is the last roadshow in Banyan City. The location is in a shopping mall in Rongcheng. The activity is very simple, introduce the guests, stir up the heat, and tell the anecdotes in the filming process, which will soon come to an end.

But the white dove was always flustered for no reason. She always felt that there was a pair of eyes in the audience staring at her, staring at her with a cold, burning gaze. But whenever she went to look for it, she only saw fans who enthusiastically raised their mobile phones to take pictures, and she didn't find that kind of look at all.

Is it because you are too careful? The white dove comforted himself.

Anyway, I'm going back tomorrow, probably because I've been away from Jiangcheng for too long, and I'm a little uneasy and anxious, right?

Mu Yichen seemed to see her absent-mindedness, bumped her elbow into her, gave her a look, and snorted at the camera position.

Bai Ge knew that Mu Yichen was reminding her to concentrate.

No one is blind to yesterday's news events. No one gossiped at the scene, and even the people in the crew didn't mention anything about it, it felt like yesterday's incident didn't exist.

At the end of the game, the white pigeon carried his bag and prepared to leave. As a result, a small child hit the white pigeon's leg and quickly ran away. When I looked down again, it turned out that the card pack was gone!

The figure of the little boy looked at the back as if it was familiar. The white pigeon remembered that he met a little thief in the night market, and was forced to take his wallet away from life.

This boy is really similar to the back of the little prickly head in the night market, both are small flat heads, fast, and shuttle through the crowd. The white pigeon subconsciously pulled her feet to chase, she wanted to see if it was the little boy, if so, she wanted to ask him why he came to Rongcheng, how his mother was doing.

The little boy's coat is very recognizable, a ginger baseball shirt, and the figure turned out from the fourth floor and took the escalator to the first floor of the mall to move quickly. Fortunately, the white pigeon wore flat shoes and was able to run after him.

It wasn't until I got to a wide road at the side entrance of the mall that I saw the little boy standing in the middle of the road. Because this is a second ring road bridge, the speed is very fast, and there are many large cars. The little boy stood on the double solid line, waiting for a red light at the entrance of the bridge, and stretched out his little hand to knock on the car window.

Some cars will roll down the window and hand out a piece or five dollars. And more drivers are indifferent, and even some drivers deliberately step on the accelerator when the yellow light is yellow, just don't want these dirty little hands to stretch out.

The situation is too dangerous.

Cement trucks here are always whizzing by, and the voices of white doves don't help at all. Watching the little boy shuttling around all kinds of cars, never dodging every time the light changed green, the white pigeon was anxious.

At this moment, a large red truck staggered towards me in the distance. A dragon is drawn on the ground, with a double flash. From the perspective of the white pigeon, you can see that the driver's eyes are wide open, and he keeps waving his hands and shouting, get out of the way, get out of the way!

As if he hadn't seen it, the little boy reached out and walked to a jeep. Because the jeep was tall and the little boy was too small, it completely blocked his view, and he didn't see the big truck that drove double flashes and went on a rampage!

Oops!

The white pigeon's brain has not reacted at that moment, and the body has already taken the first step. She rushed out of the road at once, ran to the boy as fast as she could, grabbed his wrist and went back, and the little boy spun around and was suddenly turned into the white pigeon's arms.

Due to too much inertia, the white pigeon fell backwards.

And at this moment, the big truck roared menacingly, rushing towards the two of them. The white dove closed his eyes in fright, and at that moment, the big truck drove over with the skirt of the white dove's dress!

The white dove held the little boy in his arms and rolled around twice before finally stopping.

The wound on the wrist before was tearing and painful, and when I looked down, I saw a large abrasion on my arm and calf, oozing blood beads outside, which looked terrifying.

The car next to him saw the white pigeon curled up and covered in blood, so he avoided it, and finally a Jaguar behind it stopped.

A man in a suit came down and saw the little boy's frightened appearance, regardless of whether the little boy was clean or not, he picked up the person and coaxed: "Is it hurt?" Does it hurt somewhere? ”

"I'm fine, that sister is bleeding."

The man turned his gaze to the white dove, which was unable to get up on the ground, and he put the little boy down and took off his suit for the white dove to drape over his body. "Are you alright?"

The white pigeon's hands and feet were a little stiff, and he couldn't get up in a good way, and was about to speak, when he heard the man in front of him say, "Little white pigeon, why are you?" ”