But Mr. Zhuo's vision shouldn't be that bad.

Nan Nanxi is pregnant, and she is someone else's child, how could he be a successor.

"impossible."

After the reporters dispersed, Lu Yanlu took the room card and walked towards the elevator.

"I also think it's impossible? But why did he agree to get engaged to Nan Nanxi? It's not good for him at all."

Lu Na quickly followed his pace.

"have no idea."

"You must know, you just don't want to tell me."

"..." Lu Yanlu didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

"Cousin, tell me, is the scandal between Master Zhuo and Cheng Lianxun true?"

"I'm serious, you will give up chasing Mr. Zhuo?"

"No!" After finally falling in love with a man, she did not let go.

"Then it doesn't make any difference to you whether he has a girlfriend or not. You don't feel too tired to ask so many questions."

"..."

Lu Na secretly resented.

The first time she saw Cheng Lianxun at the door of Luo's house, she had a faint feeling that that woman was not simple.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lianxun did not rob Luo Zhijin with Nian Duo, but robbed Third Master Zhuo with her.

It's really haunting.

After Lu Yanlu led Lu Na to the room, he planned to leave.

"Don't run around, I'll find a chance for you to meet Zhuo Dingding, and then I'll contact you."

After he finished speaking, he walked out.

"Cousin, you must hurry up."

Lu Na exhorted worriedly.

Lu Yanlu waved his hand casually and left.

The reporters left the hotel and returned to their workplaces.

As soon as it was reported, manuscripts were flying all over the sky.

On the Internet, another turbulent wave was set off.

[Gods don't love money]: Woah! Nan Nanxi's child turned out to be Yu Fenger's! What is Mr. Zhuo? Grassland green?

[The wife ran away with someone]: Nan Nanxi really has a trick. She even asked Mr. Zhuo to be her pick-up hero, and waited for Mr. Zhuo to take care of her.

[I am a happy bird]: Long live the male god! I knew that my male god is not a scumbag, I love you, Mr. Zhuo!

【You who are reluctant to part with you】: Hey, my idol also has a hard life. I was pushed to the top of the storm several times when I first debuted. Fortunately, she still has me, and she will definitely survive to the end!

[Little Cucumber]: Cheng Lianxun is not a third party! Hahaha, she is innocent, I can follow her with confidence, I really like her face! Although I am a girl.

[Urban Routine Deep]: This reversal is enough. First cheat on a third party, get pregnant with the original spouse, repent of the marriage and abandon the wife and children, and then tell me that the child the original spouse conceived is another man's? Nan Nanxi wants to marry Yu Fenger? Rich people are so good at playing, they feel sorry for Mr. Zhuo for a second.

[Sanshui Jianren]: I haven't been on Weibo for a few days, what happened? so lively.

...

Cheng Lian chattered and looked at Weibo, her lungs were about to explode.

These ignorant netizens know what a fart!

Is Cheng Lianxun whitewashed like this?

[Golden Wood Water Fire Earth]: So Cheng Lianxun and Mr. Zhuo are really a couple? Are they lovers, or is it the relationship between the sponsor and the beneficiary?

Seeing this Weibo, Cheng Lian's eyes lit up.

Reply to him immediately with a trumpet.

【Butterfly Fly】@【金木水火土】 must have been encased and raised!

With her trumpet in her hand, she wandered around looking for a needle in a haystack, and when she saw netizens who slandered Cheng Lianxun, she immediately rushed to like and support her.

Her behavior was too ostentatious, and she was immediately defined as a black fan.

It didn't take long to be picked up by netizens on the spot, "Butterfly Flying" is Cheng Liantia's trumpet.

Her Weibo was once again compromised and hacked again.

*

Zhuo Sanye's office, he is working hard.

In the lounge, Cheng Lianxun was playing with his mobile phone, watching Weibo happily.

Come in a WeChat.

[Song Jun]: Lian Xun, are you free tonight?

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