Lu Xiangning's hand holding the oil-paper umbrella tightened, and he lowered his head and smiled, "Then can't you smile better?" ”

Li Zao scolded him with his eyes and laughed at your uncle!

Lu Xiangning suddenly pushed her with his elbow and gestured with his eyes.

In front of so many cameras, Li Zao couldn't save his face, so he grabbed his arm according to his words.

At this time, the spotlight came and went, and he was blinded.

Li Zao is not short, but beside the taller Lu Xiangning, he looks very birdy.

She turned her head, a smile on her lips, glared at him angrily, and held the umbrella a little!!

However, Lu Xiangning didn't receive the signal at all, and a cool breeze blew, and he directly raised the oil-paper umbrella.

What a shield from the wind!

Li Zao: "......"

Li Zao's expression couldn't hold back, and he frowned coldly at him.

The photographers around me were crazy, and even those imitators took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

One is a male god with a ceiling of appearance, a white shirt and black trousers, an elite of the business department, with a sense of majesty, and an ascetic gentleman's temperament.

It's just that such a person is holding an oil-paper umbrella in the style of Jiangnan smoke and rain, and the contrast in the picture is great, crispy and lustful.

And the other seems to be a fairy who came out of the Jiangnan ink painting, the face is obviously plain, but the face is like a flower, the skin is like snow, and the eyes of autumn water are like the moon.

But she didn't smile gently.

From time to time, she frowned and glared at the man beside her, as if she was disgusted that he had raised the umbrella too high.

The little appearance of pursing his lips and picking his eyes is particularly vivid and real.

Such two people with very different styles have a great sense of contrast, obviously people from different tracks, but they are unexpectedly harmonious.

Now, there is no need to take photos in the morning, those self-media have already posted the situation on the Internet.

Public opinion reversed in an instant.

- "Yo, it seems that Mr. Lu hasn't coaxed Mrs. Lu yet, and Mr. Lu's stupid appearance of holding an umbrella is exactly the same as that of my family." ”

- "Ahhhhh ”

- "Without comparison, I don't know how beautiful Mrs. Lu's clothes are." ”

- "Is that Su embroidery?" It's so beautiful, I really want to have the same style. ”

- "Such a seductive figure, only a swan neck like Mrs. Lu can wear a small stand-up collar so beautifully." ”

- "Actually, when Mr. Lu hugged the angry Mrs. Lu into the car, he also knocked it well. ”

- "It's useless to make my wife angry, and it's useless to hold an umbrella." ”

- "Mrs. Lu, forgive Mr. Lu, after all, he is so rich and handsome." ”

- "Oh buy karma, Mr. Lu killed me again, then use my blood to sacrifice to the Lu couple to the heavens......"

President's Office, Lu Xiangning swiped his mobile phone for a while, and repeatedly watched the video of him and Li Zao slowly walking across the big screen.

Looking at the barrage floating out again, the corners of his mouth pressed and pressed, but he still didn't suppress it.

He just wanted to ask, the netizen who repeated blood sacrifices, is there enough blood?

However, Li Zao's life experience can't stand human flesh, and Internet public opinion is a double-sided knife, which can help you fly into the sky, and it can also drag you to the ground.

So he issued a strict order, and he must not release Li Zao's identity and face photo.

Now all that is circulating on the Internet are some panoramic videos, as well as a group photo of his and Li Zao's back, or a profile photo.

These are enough for netizens to lick the screen.

After a while, He Bing knocked on the door and came in, and Lu Xiangning's expression immediately returned to Banzheng, "Is there news?" ”

"With Mr. Lu, look."

He Bing handed over a copy of the information and opened it, which contained printed chat materials and transfer screenshots, as well as a USB flash drive.

"The reporter who secretly photographed you and your wife yesterday is named Liu Feng, a person from Entertainment Weekly."

"Did you kill you?" Lu Xiangning asked sympathetically.

He Bing smiled, Mr. Lu's words were a little naughty, and he also replied mischievously: "There is one breath left, if he doesn't confess another unbelievable thing, he won't be left with this breath." ”

“？”

"After the fire, it was suddenly revealed that the only injured person was his wife, and you accompanied the news of the hospital all night, and those photos were also taken by him," He Bing paused, and the conversation turned to sell Guanzi, "but he didn't take the initiative to take it, but someone instructed it." ”

Lu Xiangning's thick eyebrows frowned, and he looked at the printed pictures roughly, all of which were communication and transaction information, "Liu Feng confessed?" Exactly? ”

"It's true, he took the initiative to confess, and the picture is also a screenshot of his mobile phone, I watched him intercept it. This recording, these people will keep a back hand, and he also took the initiative to provide it. ”

Lu Xiangning immediately plugged the USB flash drive into the notebook and clicked to listen.

Immediately, the voice of Zhao Honghu and Liu Feng talking came out clearly.

There are two paragraphs.

In the first paragraph, Zhao Honghu contacted Liu Feng and said hello in advance.

In the second paragraph, Zhao Honghu notified Liu Feng to go to the emergency room of the hospital to secretly photograph him and Zhao Zichu, and instructed him to spread the news under the name of "Mrs. Lu".

After hearing this, Lu Xiangning was quite surprised, not to mention how shocked.

Zhao Honghu was originally a person who loved to play with intrigues, but he didn't expect him to calculate on his head.

How dare you!

He Bing saw it through and said, "How did Zhao Honghu know that there was a fire in advance?" There was a fire, and it was his daughter who was injured. Mr. Lu, they ......"

Lu Xiangning looked over with a cold look, "You speak carefully." ”

He Bing was assertive and insisted: "Even if he wants to assist Miss Zhao, what method does not work, but he has to set fire?" Huachen Hotel is Mr. Lu's hard work, a fire ruined all your efforts, and also ruined Lu's reputation. Fortunately, no one died, and if you did, you would be condemned to the pillar of shame forever. ”

Lu Xiangning calmed his face, thought for a moment, and said, "There is no movement from the police, it seems that the arson person cannot be found." Zhao Honghu acted extremely carefully, and easily did not leave clues. If you go to check it yourself, you must do it quietly, don't startle the snake. ”

"Yes!"

He Bing went out, and he was the only one left in the office, and he looked at the ironclad evidence in front of him, and his heart was chilled.

Suddenly, the phone rings.

He turned an eye and saw that it was Zhao Zichu again.

"Tsk!" He instinctively let out a snort.

The first thing that popped up in my mind was the words that Li Zao said - "Why was she injured again and again, and she came back to her life, but she just couldn't die?" ”

- "If you have asthma, don't you go to the doctor to find you, you are her medicine?" ”

- "As soon as she looks for you, she will be delivered to the door, and the courier will not be good for you to talk to." ”

Lu Xiangning grinned self-deprecatingly, really!

Swipe, pressed the hands-free, "Hey? ”

"A-Ning," it was Begonia, "Zichu is not good again, what can I do?" ……”

On the phone, Aunt Begonia choked up, reminding him of when he was a child, and his mother cried helplessly.

His heart softened at once.

"Auntie, tell me slowly, what's wrong with Zichu?"