Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ye Shengge only had time to hold the door firmly against the light and flint, to prevent the reporters from pouring in, but she could no longer close the door.

"Go away!" She yelled angrily, but the reporters turned a deaf ear and continued to squeeze in, and the elder brother carrying the camera shot at her wildly.

"Miss Ye, I heard that you opened a room with a strange man. Isn't that the case?"

"Mr. Ye, did you design Miss Mu's scandal? You were derailed first, so destroy Mr. Mu and Miss Mu's reputation first?"

"Mr. Ye, can you let us go in and see? What is your date, and the other party is a bodyguard. Is that the case?"

Ye Shengge bit his lip and knew clearly that from the time he was drugged last night to the time the reporter came to the door, it was Mu Xiaoya's handwriting. The indecent video incident made her deeply immersed in the mud, so Mu Xiaoya wanted to distract public attention by discrediting her, not only washing herself, but also forcing Mu Yanhuai to break up with her.

It's a pity that she didn't detect it for a while and even opened the door.

"Miss Ye, are you guilty?" Seeing her not speaking, a male reporter raised her microphone and pushed forward.

"Mr. Ye, you not only cheated, but also pitted your own artists, don't you have anything to say?"

"It is also reported that you often unregulated directors and producers, just to get the chance to audition for the artists under your control?"

These malicious questions made her almost happy. Mu Xiaoya has spared no effort to discredit her and whiten herself. These reporters also don't know how much she paid for it.

But what is even more abominable is that these reporters are still squeezing forward, and she is almost unable to support it.

Finally, she slipped on her hand, and a rush of force rushed towards her. She stepped back a few steps. In the end, she still did not stabilize, and fell to the ground with her face upright.

Part of the reporters who successfully squeezed in were still shooting wildly at her, and part of them rushed into the bedroom, trying to find a gangster.

Ye Shengge gasped for breath, and her tears almost came out.

"Miss Ye, where did your derailment go? Have you hidden it?" The reporters found no other figure, and the microphone poked her face again.

"Miss Ye, you still have to hand over your man honestly, otherwise today we can only arrange a derailment object for you." A male reporter said disgustingly.

Ye Shengge sneered and tried to get up from the ground, but the male reporter pushed her maliciously with the microphone, she was pushed down again, and the other two reporters stepped forward, caught her hands and prevented her from tampering. .

The anger in her heart had almost burned out her little universe, and she knew it would be difficult for her body to retreat today.

"How much money did Mu Xiaoya give you?" Ye Shengge looked at them coldly. "Do you even want the most basic bottom line?"

The male reporter's smiled face was frivolous: "If it doesn't work, I can only feel wronged and act as the target of Mr. Ye's derailment."

With that said, he handed the microphone to his peer and began to take off his clothes.

Others laughed disgustingly.

Ye Sheng's whole body shivered, but he had no choice but to watch the male reporter take off his coat, leaving only a vest.

He leaned over with a sly smile, reaching for Ye Shengge's neckline, intending to take off her coat. He will not infringe on this woman, as long as he takes enough ambiguous pictures.

But looking at the woman in front of her, and the succulent peony on her face, the male reporter was really a little tempted...

Just as his hand was about to touch Ye Shengge's neckline, a burst of force suddenly struck him, a flower in front of him, and then he fell heavily on the ground, and he made a cry like a pig to kill him.