That night, Yan Qing let Yun smile and fell into the dream of one of the entertainment reporters who had been tracking and reporting Mo Weiliang.

In the dream, she hid her face and cried, crying blood, accusing Mo Weiliang's behavior.

This reporter was already suspicious of Mo Weiliang's frequent updates in the past few years.

He thinks that a person who is sad because of the departure of his deceased wife and children is normal to vent his emotions with one or two dynamics.

After all, a thousand people have a thousand ways to express grief in the face of sudden changes.

But this reporter always feels that no matter how much he puts himself in the position of the party, he can't do it to this extent.

Listening to Yun Xiaoxiao's words of blood and tears, and looking at the disfigured face of the poor woman in front of him, the sense of justice in his heart swelled even more.

We must put an end to this kind of behavior.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he looked around, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

When I was completely awake the next day, I remembered the dream I had last night, and there was a chill behind it?

Is it thinking about the day and dreaming at night?

Yun Xiaoxiao, who was burned to death a few years ago, really can't blind her dreams to herself.

With the idea that it would be okay to try, he disguised himself, followed the address that Yun Xiaoxiao told him in his dream, took a taxi, and squatted near the house in the community.

After about half an hour, I saw Mo Weiliang coming out of the house.

His eyes were round, evil door!

Mo Weiliang's residence has never been found, but this dream kung fu has really been found.

He picked up the camera in his bag, just to take a picture, with some kind of anticipation, he squatted for nearly two hours, during which he bought a cup of hot coffee to drink because it was too cold, afraid that he would doze off.

I finally saw the woman in Yun Xiaoxiao's mouth, holding a child, and pushing the stroller out of the door.

The two children, the one holding it, looked like they were going to be four years old.

The reporter raised the camera, took another photo, and then followed the woman from a distance, during which the woman returned home, and he did not leave, still guarding.

And so, I kept it all day.

Until nightfall, Mo Weiliang came back, and happened to meet the woman who came out, and the two were intimate for a while.

Looking at this scene in front of him, the reporter was furious, no wonder Yun smiled and dreamed!

Mo Weiliang is a thing that is not as good as bullshit, as soon as his wife died, he soaked in the new girl, and two children were born.

If you are a cloud dream, you won't be blind to death.

He raised his camera and filmed all the scenes of these two people kissing me and me.

After that, in order to be safe and not wronged people, he followed Mo Weiliang for two more days, and only after confirming that the two were indeed that kind of relationship, and the two children did look like Mo Weiliang, he decided to publish the article.

At night, he sat in front of the computer, knowing that as long as his manuscript was sent out, tomorrow, all of Mo Weiliang's affectionate personalities would be shattered, and no one would believe Mo Weiliang anymore.

Yun Xiaoxiao may be able to rest in peace.

With a sense of justice in his heart, he gritted his teeth and sent the article to his boss, the editor-in-chief, who replied that she wanted to review it, after all, this manuscript would cause major public opinion.

I'll give him an answer tomorrow.

The reporter then fell asleep with peace of mind.

But what he didn't know was that in the middle of the night, his article was forwarded to someone by his boss in exchange for a huge reward.

…

The next day, a Mo Weiliang Weibo spread hotly in the circle!

I saw Mo Weiliang, on Weibo, disclosed his new partner and a newborn child, and in his words, he missed his deceased wife again.

The reporter looked at this dynamic, and people were dumbfounded.

He went to ask his boss again, but the boss said that people had already exposed themselves, and if this manuscript was sent out again, not only would it not be hot, but it would also offend Mo Weiliang and recruit the company.

There is a suspicion of rubbing the heat.

The reporter was unhappy, but on the other hand, he thought that no matter what, Mo Weiliang's true face had been revealed in front of the public, although there was no such article from him.

But as soon as I walked out, I heard my colleague whispering, "I heard that the lawyer surnamed Mo came to sign a contract today and wants to invest this amount in our company......

"Which surname is Mo?"

"That's it, the one that's on fire on the Internet right now."

"It seems that the editor-in-chief sold his personal favor to pull this investment, and it is estimated that the editor-in-chief will be promoted to editor-in-chief this year."

The reporter's face was ugly, and he still didn't know where he was in his heart that his manuscript was used as a favor.

No wonder Mo Weiliang moved so fast, and he posted a dynamic today.

At this time, Yan Shu was lying on the sofa, reading the comments under Mo Weiliang's Weibo to Yan Qing.

"When I'm done with this life, I'll come to see you......"

Yan Shu rolled his eyes, "I don't know which wife he is going to bury with after this life." ”

"And this one, ...... unplanned pregnancy"

"Tsk, what is an accident, can't you get pregnant without kissing and hugging, and if something indescribable doesn't happen?"

"Not long after his wife died, this woman went to comfort him, she was too happy to take measures?"

Yan Shu is more and more energetic, but the more he reads, the more angry he becomes, "Every day, I have my own team to write copywriting, take pictures, arrange eating, drinking, and live the life of a star...... It's not a thing. ”

"While having a second child with my new love, I and I are consuming dead wives and children online, and this wave surnamed Mo is really not done by people."

Looking at Yan Shu's puffing appearance, as if he was going to pass through the screen and beat people along the network cable, Yan Qing couldn't help but laugh.

She poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Yan Shu, "Okay, how long have you been reading, and I don't know how long to drink some water." ”

Yan Shu took the water and drank a few big sips, "This Mo Weiliang is really not a thing, I went to his online store in the middle of the night before yesterday to place an order!" ”

"I'm so angry, I'm going to return it now!"

Although she doesn't have much money, just tens of thousands, she just doesn't want to spend a penny!

Phew, that's bad luck.

Yan Qing was helpless, looked at Yan Shu, shook his head, and said to her who went upstairs, "I'm going to go out to eat with others later, can you eat at home by yourself?" ”

The servants and housekeepers at the head of the house are on vacation, and they want to eat, either ordering takeout or cooking themselves.

There was still food in the refrigerator, and the lunch meal was still Yan Shu's kitchen.

The younger sister cooks alone and feeds the older siblings at home.

Yan Shu waved his hand, "Yes!" ”

Yan Qing got up and went upstairs to get something, ready to go out.

In the evening, Yan Shu was lying on the sofa, scrolling Weibo, and Yan Zhen upstairs had just woken up, rubbing his eyes and going downstairs, his stomach growling, "Shushu, do you have anything to eat?" ”

Yan Shu turned his head to look at him, "What do you want to eat?" ”

(End of chapter)