Gu Yanzhi was still thinking to himself, what kind of woman would make Dongfang Han so nervous.
The phone rang with a message, two words from Dongfang Han, "Come in!"
Gu Yanzhi ran in, "What's wrong?"
"What did you say?" Dongfang Han's lips tightened.
He had read several news articles carefully just now. If it was a coincidence that he was photographed while eating that day, and the photo at the ribbon-cutting was a coincidence, but how to explain the photos taken during his study days?
And netizens broke the news? He would never believe it without Jiang Yi's help!
Dongfang Han stared at the culprit in front of him and reminded, "You are the one who caused this! Cancel the hot search!"
No one is more suitable to do this than Gu Yanzhi. How many Hong Kong media dare not give him face?
Gu Yanzhi: "It's useless. It's been four or five days. I've forwarded it, taken screenshots, and followed suit. It doesn't make any sense to withdraw it at this time, and it's a waste of money."
How could Dongfang Han care so much, "Withdraw, we must withdraw. I don't want to see a word of it again."
"Okay, okay, move, move, move!" Gu Yanzhi couldn't resist him.
Dongfang Han continued, "I don't want to see any news about Jiang Yi on the Internet for the next year."
"How is this possible? She is well-known in the entertainment industry." Gu Yanzhi's eyes widened, "You want to take it out on her? What did she do wrong? She only met us once, you are too ruthless Bar?"
Dongfang Han looked at him coldly, "What? No?"
Gu Yanzhi took a breath and said, "I'll do my best."
Three hours later, the viewers did not wait for the continuation of today’s story. Instead, the previous posts could not be found.
The links I clicked before are all blank.
Just when I was wondering, the official website of Hanhai Group suddenly issued an announcement:
Our president is married and has a happy family. We have issued legal letters to the media and individuals who made false statements online.
The information on the group's official website is that a certain building is on sale, a certain building has won a construction award, and warm congratulations on the completion of a certain building of the group... Suddenly such a personal message attracted the attention of many people.
Not long after, another surveillance video was released on the official website. It was from the restaurant that day. In the video, Jiang Yi and the two entered the private room. Within five minutes, Dongfang Han had come out, followed by three people. Jiang Yi was pushing a wheelchair, but Dongfang Han and the others The first refusal was expressed in a clear voice.
Now, netizens are in shock!
"Where does this deep affection come from? Which media filmed it before? It's so rubbish! It almost deceived my eyes!"
"Please! It's an electric wheelchair, do you still have to push it?"
"Isn't that right? The relationship is like that of actress Jiang's warm face sticking to someone else's cold butt, right?"
"My president is married. You have a good time, you have a good time. Don't make your refusal any more obvious, okay?"
…
The web page is almost paralyzed, and the comment function can only be turned off in the background.
At around ten o'clock that night, Dongfang Han returned to Quanxi Island.
Uncle Chen helped him get out of the car and looked at the brightly lit living room. He suddenly became daunted and hesitated in the garden.
Aunt Chen came out and said, "Sir, are you back? My wife and young master are both asleep."
"Well, you should go to bed early." Dongfang Han controlled the wheelchair and slid into the seldom-used elevator. When he arrived in front of the master bedroom on the second floor, his uneasiness was magnified again.
After two minutes of mental preparation, I put my hand on the doorknob.
There was a click, which seemed a bit harsh in the quiet night. However, the door did not open and was locked from the inside!
Dongfang Han took out his mobile phone, "Duoduo, are you asleep?"
Waited for five minutes, no reply.
After thinking about it, Dongfang Han entered the study room and decided to talk about it tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Dongfang Han woke up and went back to the master bedroom as soon as possible. The door was wide open, but there was no one inside.
When we arrived at the restaurant on the first floor, we didn't see them either.
Aunt Chen: "Is it so early, sir? My wife has something to go out early for today, and Xiaobei also went out together."
Dongfang Han took a deep breath and looked at the time. Isn't it too early?
After staying absentmindedly at the law firm for a long time, before getting off work, I arrived at the hospital gate with Secretary Lin in advance, and then sent a message to Mo Duoduo, "Are you off work? I'll pick you up."
Mo Duoduo: "I have already left. Master is at the outpatient clinic today. I will send him home."
Dongfang Han opened the car window irritably and rubbed his painful temples. He felt angry in his heart and wanted to admit his mistake, but he didn't even have a chance to meet!
Secretary Lin didn't dare to show his anger, for fear that the boss would suddenly discover his existence.
Finally, five minutes later, the big boss finally said, "Go home."
I had dinner alone until nine o'clock. I didn't wait for anyone to come back, so I made a phone call. My voice didn't dare to be angry, and even a little aggrieved, "Why haven't you called back yet?"
Mo Duoduo's voice was as pleasant as ever, but a little more deserted, "Tomorrow is Saturday, Xiaobei wants to stay one night."
Dongfang Han: "I'm injured, don't you care about me?"
Mo Duoduo sneered, "You can play with a female star, I guess it won't hurt you badly."
Dongfang Han's breath was stagnant, and he defended in a low voice, "I didn't play! I just met him by chance."
"Oh, are you in Los Angeles or San Francisco?" Mo Duoduo said coldly, "Dongfang Han, I really didn't realize you were a screenwriter. I'm disrespectful!"
"I was wrong!" Dongfang Han's heart tightened. What else could he say besides admitting his mistake? "I'll pick you up and apologize to you in person."
"I can't afford it." Mo Duoduo's tone seemed to be filled with ice shards, and it was surprisingly cold. "No need to answer, we will stay here tonight to make room for you and your accident."
Before Dongfang Han could speak again, Mo Duoduo had already hung up the phone.
Dongfang Han had nothing to do. The news was withdrawn and he apologized. What else could he do?
After another restless night, when he woke up the next day, he asked Uncle Chen to take him to Fu Shisong's courtyard.
"Ahan, why is it so early?" Fu Shisong was surprised, "What's wrong with your leg?"
Dongfang Han asked Uncle Chen to put down the gifts he brought, and then replied, "I was a little injured, but I'm fine now."
Fu Shisong was still worried, so he checked his pulse, took it apart and looked at it, and then he felt relieved, "Well, it's recovering! If you hurt your muscles and bones, don't be careless, take good care of yourself."
Dongfang Han: "I understand, thank you Master."
Not long after, Xiaobei, Mo Duoduo and Zhu Zixuan all got up one after another.
Except for Mo Duoduo, everyone else was very happy to see Dongfang Han and cared about his wounds. They all sat down to have breakfast together.
The anger in Mo Duoduo's heart did not go out, but after two nights of fermentation, the anger became even stronger.
But her expression was natural, no different from usual. She was not trying to save face for Dongfang Han, but was caring about the two elderly people and not wanting them to worry.
(I wish you all a prosperous future! A bright future! Life??!)
