Bai Chunhe hadn't taken a few steps when an obese woman blocked the narrow aisle.

Zheng Feng's mother looked at Bai Chunhe with a dark face, and her teeth clucked: "You bad woman, you will do anything to get money, and you have to detain my precious son." You are so vicious at such a young age, you will not end well in the future! ”

"Hmph. Whether I'll end up or not, you can't decide. But your son is no longer in a good fate. The next lawsuit is a criminal case! I have to let Zheng Feng squat in prison for a year and a half! ”

Bai Chunhe turned his face coldly, it was Zheng Feng who posted on the Internet in the first place, which made the rumors spread widely, and it was also an important factor in the school's expulsion from her.

Mother Zheng raised her hand tremblingly, and her fingers were about to poke the tip of Bai Chunhe's nose. "Believe it or not, if God had eyes, you should be hit by a car when you go out!"

Zhao Qingqing held Zheng's mother's arm, she spoke matter-of-factly, her eyes were moist, and a tear came out of her left eye. "Auntie, don't be angry, I'm so distressed because of this kind of popularity."

Mother Zheng was so angry that her whole body trembled, and her chest rose and fell violently. "Little girl, let me tell you, your plot will not succeed. I'm going to appeal! Appeal!

Saying that, Zheng's mother had high blood pressure, rolled her eyes, and fainted with a kick on her legs.

"Oops!"

Zhao Qingqing wailed loudly, and Zheng's mother's fat body just smashed on her.

In the face of the farce, Bai Chunhe's eyelids didn't bother to lift and continued to move forward.

At the door of the court, Bai Chunhe opened the door with one hand. In an instant, countless flashing lights spilled out from the crack in the door, and the flickering light was too strong, making Bai Chunhe's eyes squint reflexively.

The boiling voices erupted towards her, and Bai Chunhe saw an airtight microphone and an excited reporter between the narrow gaps in his eyelids.

"Miss Bai, is it true that you are pregnant?"

"Miss Bai, is the gentleman behind you the one who made you pregnant?"

"Do you have an indescribable relationship?"

There was only one incandescent lamp left in the courtroom, and in the remaining glimmer, a tall and tall man could be faintly seen standing behind Bai Chunhe.

"Bang!" Several reporters had a tacit understanding and worked together to open the door.

"Oops!" Bai Chunhe happened to be standing at the door, and was hit by the door and stumbled a few steps. Just when Bai Chunhe was about to make intimate contact with the earth, a pair of big hands caught her steadily.

Bai Chun and Xiu frowned, turning their heads to look at the man behind them. A handsome face showed deep displeasure, and he narrowed his eyes, his eyes as terrible as bloodthirsty, and the chill hit without leaving a trace of emotion. The man's domineering momentum forced no one to dare to approach him.

Those noisy and complicated eyes that were watching the show or ill-intentioned actually cooled down for a while, like the snow that has not melted in Siberia for thousands of years.

Most reporters are old fritters, and they will consider whether the mysterious man they want to interview is a big person they can't afford to offend, and if they can't, they will retreat.

Most of the people present can recognize this face and understand the rules of the industry.

But there are always one or two people in the crowd who don't know each other.

A female reporter has a very green face and two pimples on her forehead, and she looks like she has just entered the industry. She tiptoed and almost poked the microphone in Li Beichen's face, "Is there a maintenance relationship between you?" Miss Bai is bohemian and likes old men like you very much. ”

Old man?

Bai Chun and Jiao burst out laughing.

Although Li Beichen did not have a single wrinkle on his face, it was difficult to judge his true age just by looking at his appearance.

But Li Beichen has a mature man's charm that has been precipitated over the years, which makes people subconsciously think that he is no longer a little fresh meat.

The man heard such a title for the first time, and his dark and deep eyes were full of anger at some point, and he glanced lightly at the female reporter who tensed her calves, and said coldly, "Take away the microphone." ”

He was surrounded by an aura of superiority, which shook the depths of people's souls and made people subconsciously want to obey his commands.

The female reporter finally grabbed the front position, why would she be willing to give up?

"Sir, you answer my question." Her eyes flashed like a madman, and her face showed a look of excitement at the nerve endings, and she took out the camera on her chest and took a "click" shot.

This man also seems to be a big man with a high status, so he can make big news this time!

Li Beichen protected Bai Chunhe in his arms, and a tall and strong black bodyguard rushed over quickly, directly snatching the camera from the female reporter's hand, first pulling out the memory card, pinching and exploding it in the big hand, and then throwing the camera to the ground.

"Smack!"

There was no sound at the scene, except for the glass of the camera lens splashing around.

All eyes were focused on the shards, and the air was filled with a deathly silence.

The female reporter stood in place and was at a loss, only to realize that she had provoked a great person.

Next, more bodyguards poured out like a tide, forming a human wall to isolate the reporters on both sides of the road, each holding a big black umbrella in their hands, protecting Bai Chun and Li Beichen tightly.

Not to mention that the reporter wanted to take a camera to take a secret picture, even a mosquito couldn't fly into Bai Chun and Li Beichen for a meter!

Bai Chunhe and Li Beichen came to the underground parking lot, and Bai Chunhe stood next to the Rolls-Royce steadily, exuding a noble and elegant temperament. She looked indifferent and watched as the bodyguard opened the car door for her.

Chu Jinlu followed closely, and he looked at Bai Chunhe's back from a distance through the bodyguard, and there seemed to be a string in his heart that was slightly plucked.

So Chu Jinlan felt that something was wrong, since when did he start to talk to a woman he used to look down on, he needed to work so hard, for fear that he wouldn't say a word?

What are you worried about? Are you worried about your image in front of Bai Chunhe?

The corners of Chu Jinlan's lips raised a bitter smile slightly, and he was about to speak, but Bai Chunhe looked over to him.

Bai Chunhe said coldly: "What are you doing with me?" ”