"Mr. Luo and Miss Gong are not in trouble...... A middle-aged man with fortune was kicked by another man next to him before he finished speaking.

The middle-aged man had no choice but to shut up, knowing that this was someone's housework, and it was not good to say it in front of so many people. Besides, divorce is nothing new, they just know it in their hearts.

"I'm pretty good with the palace reporter. Luo Cheng said, gently smoothing out the wisp of lingering sea that fell between Gong Xi's forehead.

His eyebrows and eyes were focused, his expression was gentle, and under the emotion, his thin lips gently imprinted a kiss on Gong Xi's forehead.

His sudden move stunned everyone again.

Gong Ji returned to normal after the initial shock.

She shouldn't be surprised by what L.A. is doing now. There was no movement for four days, and Los Angeles must have changed the way the game was played, not planning to sue her, but to take revenge on her in the way it is now.

Thinking of this, Gong Ji pulled back her hand vigorously, got up and said, "My colleague and I are singing K opposite, go first." ”

She nodded coldly and politely to the crowd, intending to leave.

Luo Cheng took her slender hand, his eyebrows were lightly raised, and he looked up at her with a smile: "In the heart of the palace reporter, are colleagues more important than their husbands?"

The man's long fingers gently rubbed in Gong Ji's palm, and Gong Ji understood that this was not playing ambiguous, but putting pressure on her as if he was nothing.

She saw a faint cluster of sparks in the man's eyes, like fireworks that could be burned with a little force.

"Of course, no. Gong Ji lowered her eyes and sat down beside Luo Cheng.

"My wife is not only good-looking, but also very well-behaved, and most importantly, very smart. Luo Cheng lightly grasped Gong Ji's jade palm and looked at the people who were spying on their husband and wife: "Do you know, it was because of these qualities of the palace reporter that I was fascinated, and I was abducted into the marriage by her by ...... way."

His eyes were as bright as water, as if he was immersed in the past, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

If it's acting, Los Angeles' acting skills are a little too high.

So everyone present preferred to believe that what Los Angeles said was true.

This also made the people present want to know what happened between Los Angeles and Gong Xi, and why their news was full of turmoil.

"Mr. Luo and Miss Gong......" Another person asked, and he was kicked before he could speak.

This person subconsciously changed his words: "Could it be that Mr. Luo and Mrs. Luo fell in love at first sight?"

"It was a sunny afternoon, and the palace reporter was only so tall," Los Angeles gestured, "She looked unhappy, sitting alone in the corner, like a poor little ...... abandoned by the whole world."

Luo Cheng talked endlessly, Gong Ji seemed to listen carefully, and secretly thought that it was a pity that Luo Cheng didn't become a screenwriter. At that moment, she wanted to believe L.A.'s words.

"It turned out that I was in love when I was a child, which is called two little guesses. Everyone nodded in understanding, and came to such a conclusion.

It's just that Luocheng's statement is not very reliable, and Luocheng doesn't look like a long-term lover. When he says these things, it's like making up a story, making it up like a fairy tale, and it's too beautiful to be true.

"Don't believe it, at that time, I remembered the palace reporter. I just didn't expect that when I saw her again many years later, she didn't recognize me and took the initiative to propose to me. L.A. said, laughing silently.