The comments in the front row are all tens of thousands of fans with big powder hair, and at first glance, they came to control the comments early, Wen Muyao glanced at them casually, pulled down the comments, and really saw the real comments of some passers-by.

[Laughing to death, the whitewashing routines of celebrities are all the same, and they are too uninspiring. ] 】

[The filming and bullying of Wen Muyao just came out a few days ago, and a foundation was established in the past two days, and the purpose of whitewashing should not be too obvious. 】

[Is it whitewashing or washing? ] The Du family has a very good background, I remember, this foundation should not be established for the family's business, eat melons silently! 】

Wen Muyao's thoughts were the same as these comments, but she didn't think it was a big deal.

The Du family's background is so big, it is a matter of time before it is whitewashed, and it would be strange if you didn't want to find a way to whitewash.

She sent a message to Sang Luo: "After reading it, it is expected, but the Internet has a memory, and her previous black material will definitely be turned out one day in the future, but as long as she does not continue to be a demon in the future, it is unlikely that a large-scale outbreak will occur." ”

"Hehe, do you think she doesn't have to be a demon with her urine properties?"

"It definitely couldn't before, but now that Dong Zhuoyu is here, it's hard to say."

"Is Dong Zhuoyu Du Ranran's mother? She's very powerful? ”

"yes, I'll tell you ......"

Wen Muyao was about to give Sanglu Science what Dong Zhuoyu had done recently, saying that Cao Cao Cao was coming, and Dong Zhuoyu came to knock on the door.

Wen Muyao was very surprised when he saw Dong Zhuoyu from the cat's eyes.

To put it bluntly, the only relationship between her and Dong Zhuoyu now is that of an actor and an assistant director, and it is really strange for an assistant director to suddenly come to the door to find an actor, so Wen Muyao subconsciously felt that Dong Zhuoyu came to her for personal matters.

After opening the door, Dong Zhuoyu walked in elegantly and said with a smile: "Yaoyao, did it disturb you when I came to you early in the morning?" I happened to be passing by here and came up, afraid that you would go out if you were late. ”

"No, I'm already up." Wen Muyao said indifferently, "Is there something wrong with Mrs. Dong?" ”

Dong Zhuoyu handed her a business card of the hotel and said with a smile: "The Du family is going to have a treat at the Royal Hotel tonight, and I hope you can also attend." ”

"I mean, I'll send a driver to pick you up when you're at home, if it's not convenient for you to go out and play with friends, you can come by yourself, this is the address of the hotel, call me when you are almost there, and I'll go down to pick you up."

Dong Zhuoyu has always done things without leaking, and the tone of his speech is both dignified and affinity, but Wen Muyao is very uncomfortable when he listens-

Why are you looking for me to attend the Du family's party? Do I have a dime to do with your family?

She didn't take the business card, and said indifferently: "Thank you Mrs. Dong for your kindness, I have something to do tonight, and I guess I can't participate." ”

Dong Zhuoyu's face remained unchanged, put the business card on the cabinet next to him, and said gently: "It's okay, if you have something to do, go and get busy first, if you have nothing to do, just come over directly, and I will personally go down to pick you up." ”

Dong Zhuoyu nodded at her and turned to leave.

Wen Muyao politely sent her to the door, passed by the cabinet after returning to the house, pursed her lips, and threw the business card on it into the trash.

Dong Zhuoyu asked her to participate in the Du family's party, which must have a purpose.

Just like the last time I had to take her to Du's house for dinner, he said that he wanted to read the script to her, but he brought her to Du Ranran's room, and then "accidentally" let her see Du Ranran's diary.