The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

She turned her hands on the spot.

Assured the two of them: "I won't go."

It is strange to say that the two men who faced each other when they met could even reach an agreement on this matter.

But Lin Qing always had doubts. Are they right?

Mu Li arrived in the studio lounge in advance.

He was in a black suit and was tailored by a tailor.

Exquisite sapphire cuffs show the dignity of identity.

Handsome and upright, with gaze.

"Hello!" The host just finished makeup and saw Mu Li step forward to greet him.

Mu Li waved his hand.

He looked around and didn't see Lin Qing.

"Don't Mrs. Mu come with you?" Mu Li appeared alone, making the host somewhat confused.

She will have to check the content of the program in advance.

It is an honor to invite Mu Li.

Because this program has always been well-received, all the presenters are fair and authoritative.

Mu Li thought twice before agreeing to attend.

Although the presenter had countless vertical and horizontal programs, he could not help but be nervous when he saw the handsome and graceful Mu Li.

Mu Li said: "It's all right, let's start here."

He knew that Lin Qing would come.

The studio sounded, and the host spoke a long string of lines on the stage.

There was applause from the audience.

However, Mu Li did not see Lin Qing until he was invited to power.

It turned out that she had lost her appointment.

Fortunately, the host has seen all kinds of situations, and can be regarded as comfortable.

"Today we have invited Mu Li, the commander of the First Army, please!"

Then came another thunderous applause.

Mu Li stepped onto the stage and sat on the side of the guest seat.

That was originally prepared for their husband and wife together, and the show team specially chose a couple sofa.

Mu Li sat on one side at this time, and the other side seemed a little empty.

The theme of this program is the life of the army. It talks about some unpopular common sense and can be regarded as popular science.

The two questioned and answered on the stage and proceeded smoothly.

Occasionally, the host will use humor to adjust the atmosphere to alleviate the coldness of Mu Li's whole body.

Unconsciously, the time has passed and the topic has shifted.

"Some reports seem to be related to you recently. I think everyone may have heard of them." The host naturally mentioned, "I don't know how you think about this?"

Mu Li sat there with her legs crossed, in a kingly pose, straight out: "That report was wrong."

"Wrong?" Obviously Mu Li did not string the host in advance.

The host couldn't help it.

Mu Li looked calm and even a little cold.

Fortunately, the host has a strong ability to respond, and immediately regained his look: "You may not understand such words, can you explain it to us?"

"The content reported is false." Mu Li said.

"Fake?" The host seemed to be reminiscing about the report. "I remember the photo was signed out. Isn't that your wife?"

"Yes."

The host squeezed a sweat, and then asked, "There will be an exclusive interview later, saying that your wife has a senior who has been in contact? That person seems to have come forward."

"She does have a senior." Mu Li did not deny.

"So, the photo" the host wondered if they should go on.

After all, it's a live broadcast, and she may lose her job if she fails.

"About that photo," Mu Li said calmly, "I'm sorry for making you suspect for a long time. That person is me."

There was an uproar under the stage.

All security guards in the studio hall arranged Mu Li's men.

They were expressionless, straight and upright.

Mu Li answered the host's question, Mei Yu calmly.

Those sharp eyes swept across the audience from the audience--

I saw Lin Qing.

She is coming.

Wearing clothes that Muli hadn't seen before didn't suit her well.

Because Lin Qing was sitting in a corner, it was very hidden, and it was not until then that Mu Li discovered it.

Lin Qing, wearing a pair of sunglasses, sat quietly there.

When Mu Li looked at her, she moved her lips slightly.

It's like talking, it's just a smile.

The host's voice came again: "You mean, this incident is simply an oolong incident. In fact, the person being photographed is you and your wife?"

"Yes." Mu Li responded.

Mu Li had already taken care of everything, the surveillance video of the hotel was destroyed that day.

Even if Lin Qing is innocent, it will attract criticism.

The creator of this storm, he will definitely find out.

Lin Qing from the audience seemed to smile slightly silently.

The eyes hiding behind the sunglasses stared at Mu Li tightly.

Mu Li stared at her.

Mu Li's answer made people want to move.

In this way, isn't that the media made a joke with irresponsible reporting?

Looking back at that photo, I really can't see who the person next to Lin Qing is.

Maybe it was Mu Li.

The media watching TV at the same time couldn't help but sweat.

Everyone exchanged eyes with colleagues around them, and as a result, everyone's mood was dead.

To be honest, after the news was reported, no one had seen the original photo.

Not to mention other resources.

The subsequent reports were all based on speculation.

I thought I could get everyone's attention, but now, I've caught the most insufferable-

Mu Li.

auzw.com Hey, what can I do!

The smart media has already begun preparations for another group of people and intends to publish reports on new perspectives while the live broadcast is in progress.

"The truth about private lovers!"

"The interests behind the oolong incident are entangled!

"Bad media should pay for their actions!"

One by one the headlines are irritating again.

This situation is probably commonplace.

At this time, Mu Li, who was still sitting on the stage, looked at the audience very calmly.

His eyes fell on Lin Qing.

Lin Qing did nothing, as they did when they first met, quietly as if they were about to disappear.

The big screen behind me showed the material prepared by the program group, which was the photo that was logged out.

People race to see.

How do you say that, if you look at it like this, everyone thinks that person is really a bit like Mu Li.

"It should be him, right?"

Lin Qing heard someone whispering.

"It seems to be true." The other was not sure.

But public opinion has clearly been drawn to Mu Li.

"It's impossible, isn't that the man named Chen stood up?" Another said.

At this time, the host on the stage also seemed to think about it: "But it is said that a man named Chen Qudong a few days ago claimed to be Lin Qing's senior and said that he was the person in the photo. He also said he would take all responsibility . "

Mu Liliang raised an eyebrow: "I heard that he and the reporter had a good personal relationship."

When Chen Qudong's exclusive interview was released, Mu Li asked about it.

Those two people not only knew each other, but also for many years.

So it's not hard to imagine what happened.

Obviously, the general trend of framed Lin Qing has gone.

Mu Liwen has won.

When he turned his eyes to Lin Qing's direction, he disappeared.

That position is empty.

Along with the empty one, there is the one to the right of Lin Qing.

Mu Li suddenly thought that just before Lin Qing was sitting on the right hand of a woman wearing a peaked cap.

It seems to be Xu Yuan.

Mu Li was unaware for a moment because she suddenly changed into sportswear that she hadn't worn for a long time.

Is it Xu Yuan who took Lin Qing away?

Intermission, Mu Li returned to the lounge.

The host's palms were all sweaty, and the makeup staff on the side came over to make up her makeup.

No one expected that things would go this way, but for TV stations, it has benefited a lot.

When the host wants to breathe a sigh of relief and prepare for the next paragraph--

"I'll leave it to you next. I still have something to do." Mu Li stood behind her, with a dominance.

The host was almost choked with makeup powder: "This is not okay, you have to come on stage"

But without speaking, Mu Li left early.

The makeup artist paused for a moment and couldn't help but sweat for the host: "Sister Lan, what do you do?"

"What else can I do!" The host was instantly anxious.

When chasing outside the TV station building, Lin Qing's shadow could not be found.

Her phone is still off.

Thinking that he had decided to leave temporarily, the incarnation security guard waited for a while before arriving, neatly and orderly standing in two rows behind Mu Li.

"The two people who were sitting in the right corner just now, did you see when they left?" Mu Lining asked.

The crowd was silent for a moment, and suddenly a voice said, "Two people did leave, just ten minutes ago. But they left separately."

separate?

Could it be said that the other person was not Xu Yuan.

Mu Li gave the order: "It's Lin Qing who wears sunglasses. Find her and bring it back immediately."

"Yes!" The men responded in unison, their voices shaking.

Lin Qing was relieved to see Mu Li settle the matter.

Although she promised not to show up, she finally arrived at the scene accompanied by Xu Yuan.

Sat in the auditorium.

Xu Yuan changed her clothes and put on sunglasses.

However, Mu Li still recognized her.

Lin Qing shivered.

"Your presence at this time will make him fall short." Xu Yuan said in her ears at this moment.

"But he did a good job," Lin Qing praised.

To Xu Yuan, she was a bit more alienated.

After all, it was Xu Yuan who drove the reporter named Zheng Yan away.

But she couldn't be thankful at all.

"If it wasn't for Chen Qudong's troubles, Mu Li wouldn't have to come to participate in any shows." Xu Yuan complained coldly, "He used to hate these things the most."

Lin Qing's mouth was cold.

Xu Yuan specially changed her outfit, casual clothes and a dark cap, so she could not see her identity at all.

Seeing her dress, Lin Qing frowned slightly.

At the moment Mu Li looked away from Lin Qing, Lin Qing made an uncomfortable look: "I'm a little uncomfortable, go to the bathroom."

Xu Yuan didn't think much about it.

Just a few minutes later, Lin Qing had not returned.

No one was in the bathroom.

Xu Yuan knew that Lin Qing had left the TV station.

Fang Caimuli saw Lin Qing but didn't see her.

From Mu Li's eyes, Xu Yuan could feel it.

She hated Mu Li's expression when she looked at Lin Qing.

Then he turned around and Xu Yuan went to another place.

And Lin Qing?

She was probably aimlessly walking on the road, passing countless vehicles by her side.

After a while, she walked to the bus stop and rested in a long seat.

Xu Yuan didn't catch up.

Fortunately, she has time to think about something.