The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 117 President, Let’s Sing Together (42)

Qiao Rong naturally didn't know what everyone was discussing online. She was grabbing Duan Yu to ask for details.

"Why are you sending out a photo of your marriage certificate?"

Duan Yu grabbed her hand, held it in his palm and squeezed it lovingly, and said calmly: "This is the simplest and fastest solution."

Qiao Rong frowned slightly, a little hesitant: "But..."

Duan Yu lowered her eyes, looked at the diamond ring on her ring finger, and gently stroked the beautiful diamond with her fingers.

Qiao Rong was momentarily distracted by the strange feeling on her fingers.

She bent her fingers slightly, felt it, and then felt a little strange: "What is this?"

Duan Yu paused for a second and said calmly: "Ring."

Qiao Rong was stunned when he heard that, a little surprised: "...When did you wear it for me?"

He replied: "This morning...while you were still sleeping."

In fact, he got someone to order it a long time ago, and he always wanted to find a more formal opportunity to wear it for her, but he didn't expect such an unexpected thing to happen today.

But it doesn't matter, she will wear it sooner or later, but it's just in advance. It's just a chance to let everyone know who she belongs to.

He lowered his long eyelashes and thought silently in his heart.

From now on, it's best for him to disappear for any inexplicable and messy CP fans.

Qiao Rong remembered the incident just now.

She asked with some concern: "Will it not affect you if you announce it like this?"

She has never been able to access the Internet, and there is no way to know what her current reputation is.

Duan Yu was stunned for a second, his eyes softened slightly: "No..."

After a pause, he leaned forward, hugged her gently, and whispered in her ear: "I want to let everyone know as soon as possible that you are mine..."

Qiao Rong blinked and nodded.

Since Duan Yu said it didn't matter, it should be fine.

She no longer struggles.

……

Duan Yu finally appeared in front of the public.

When he took Qiao Rong to the company, the car had just entered the parking lot when a large number of reporters swarmed up, and the security guards couldn't stop them.

He sat in the car, looked at the flickering flashing lights, frowned slightly, and covered Qiao Rong's eyes with his hands.

Qiao Rong wondered, "What's wrong?"

Duan Yu comforted: "It's okay."

With that said, he called Mo Xue and asked her to come down and pick up Qiao Rong first.

Qiao Rong frowned slightly and looked around. There seemed to be a lot of blurry figures overlapping in front of him, forming a blur.

She asked: "Are there any reporters?"

Duan Yu hummed calmly.

Qiao Rong pursed her lips: "I'm with you."

Duan Yu glanced at the crazy reporters outside, and said helplessly: "Be obedient, there are too many people outside, it's not safe, don't worry me."

Qiao Rong paused, thought for a while, and nodded obediently: "Then you have to be careful."

Duan Yu slightly raised the corners of his lips and kissed her forehead.

Some well-positioned reporters captured this scene in an instant, and hurriedly took pictures with their cameras excitedly.

With the help of the security guard, Mo Xue squeezed to the front of the car.

Duan Yu got out of the car first, walked to the door of the passenger seat, and then said to the reporters: "I will answer your questions, but I hope you will cooperate well, otherwise, if there is any accident, I will ask a lawyer Be held criminally responsible."

His posture is as elegant as a nobleman's, and his tone of voice is calm, but his attitude is very strong, which cannot be doubted.

The aura around him made everyone dare not refute, and fell silent instantly.

Duan Yu opened the door of the passenger seat, led Qiao Rong out of the car, and handed her over to Mo Xue.

Mo Xue quickly and carefully led her towards the elevator.

When they were no longer in sight, Duan Yu turned around to face the reporter and said calmly, "10 minutes."

The reporters looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and finally someone asked cautiously, "How long has Mr. Duan and Qiao Rong been married?"

"By next Friday, it will be seven months."

"Then may I ask Mr. Duan to help Qiao Rong enter the entertainment circle?"

Duan Yu narrowed her eyes: "What she wants to do, I naturally have to support it."

A male reporter then asked: "Is the previous song robbery incident true? Was the song really stolen from Yu Miaomiao by Mr. Duan for his wife?"

Duan Yu paused, and glanced at the reporter.

The reporter couldn't help shaking his body, but still insisted on asking for an answer.

The reporters around fell silent immediately, and looked at the male reporter with some sympathy and some admiration, sighing inwardly for the brave man, but subconsciously moved forward with the recording pen and camera in his hand.

Duan Yu looked at the male reporter with extremely cold eyes, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said in a disdainful voice, "Do you think my wife still needs to grab things from others?"

After a pause, he glanced at the surrounding reporters and said calmly: "I will only ask this question once. I originally gave that song to my wife, but it was also the last resource I gave her. After that, she Everything she got was achieved through her own efforts.”

The reporters swallowed, and some dared not look directly at him.

Duan Yu looked at the crowd, and suddenly chuckled: "... I hope you all write well. As a person, I hate others bullying my wife the most."

The reporters nodded frantically subconsciously.

Duan Yu didn't look at them any more, just said "10 minutes" lightly, and left under the escort of the security guards.

(End of this chapter)