Report to Daddy: Mommy is running away from marriage

Hearing Wu Xinluo's call, An's mother glanced at her with contempt.

"You are my son's manager, Wu Xinluo, aren't you?"

Wu Xinluo nodded, "It used to be."

"Miss Wu, I am very grateful that you helped my son. But, how can you seduce my son by relying on his innocence? He is a man with a fiancee. I hope Miss Wu will respect herself and stop pestering my son. "

Mother An looked at Wu Xinluo unkindly, and classified her as a bad woman.

In the past three years, An Zichuan seldom went home due to his busy work schedule. He once told her that his manager was his benefactor, and because of her insightful eyes, he was able to achieve today's brilliance.

She had a grateful attitude towards Wu Xinluo.

However, she, who is always paying attention to her son's movements, has increasingly discovered in the recent news that this woman named Wu Xinluo is the culprit for her son's transformation.

This woman is too hateful. Because of her, not only is his career ruined, but his marriage is also in crisis.

She secretly brought Lu Cuicui to Suzhou City this time to warn her not to let her ruin her son's future and marriage.

Wu Xinluo choked, feeling powerless in the face of the contempt and anger in An's mother's eyes.

Did she seduce An Zichuan?
Perhaps, in the eyes of everyone, she is such a woman.

Forget it, it's useless to say more.

Since they all think so, she lets them go.

Thinking about it, Wu Xinluo twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "Auntie, I'm sorry for causing trouble to Zi Chuan and your family. From now on, I will definitely stay away from Chuan and never have anything to do with him again."

After finishing speaking, Wu Xinluo nodded slightly towards An's mother, turned around and walked towards the door of her house.

An's mother's voice came from behind, "Wu Xinluo, I hope you will do what you say and stop pestering our family, Zichuan. There are so many reporters here today to testify, please remember what you said yourself."

Wu Xinluo's footsteps paused slightly, trying to explain something, but in the end he took another footstep.

explain what?

Explain that she didn't pester An Zichuan, explain that she doesn't like him?
Even if she explained clearly, would they listen?
Once a person has established a fact, no matter how much she explains it, it will not help.On the contrary, it will become darker and darker.

It's better to just ignore it and let them talk.

Anyway, her reputation has long been notorious, and it's not bad.

Wu Xinluo laughed at herself, and entered the house full of loneliness.

Turning on the wall lamp, looking at the silent home, Wu Xinluo's mood was extremely bad.

She pursed her lips, barely controlled the soreness in her nose, changed her shoes and ran to the bathroom.

At this time, she just wanted to take a hot bath to get rid of the tiredness all over her body, then lie on the bed and fall asleep as soon as possible.

Because only when she falls asleep, can her mind stop thinking about it, and no longer have so many troubles and worries.

Outside the door, the doorbell rang continuously, and the hasty sound indicated how urgent the person who rang the doorbell was.

Wu Xinluo, who had just taken a shower, paused for wiping her wet hair, and stared at the door indifferently.

At this moment, without even thinking about it, An Zichuan must have rang the doorbell outside.

Has he already chased him back?

Now that you have recovered, take your family and leave here quickly.

Wu Xinluo didn't want to pay attention to it at the moment, because her heart was too tired.

Letting the doorbell ring, Wu Xinluo closed the bedroom door to block out the sound.

It's just that the phone rang again at this time, Wu Xinluo put down the towel in his hand, sighed and took the phone, staring at the name on the phone without saying a word.

She said that she didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.

In this way, no matter for her or for him, it is a good thing.

Thinking about it, Wu Xinluo decisively put down the phone.

The room became silent again, Wu Xinluo took out the hair dryer, dried her hair, put the hair dryer away, climbed onto the bed and lay down quietly.

Close your eyes, your mind is in chaos.

The eyeballs under the eyelashes were trembling slightly, and a water stain slid down the corner of the eye.

The heart is so bitter and the heart is so tired.

Wu Xinluo bit her lip, crying silently.

A notification sound came from the mobile phone, Wu Xinluo was silent for a moment, then opened his eyes, and took the mobile phone aside to check.

On the phone was a message from An Zichuan.

There is only one line on it: Luo Luo, the only person I love is you.

Staring at this sentence, Wu Xinluo smiled wryly.

She put away the phone and continued to close her eyes.

At this moment, she only hopes that these love affairs will stay away from her.

Because without the shackles of emotions, people can live a simpler life and not be involved in those secular disputes.

The next day, Wu Xinluo opened her sleepy eyes and stared blankly at the familiar ceiling above her head.

Another new day begins.

And she doesn't know what kind of day will be greeted.

But no matter what, life must go on, right?
She still has work to do, doesn't she?

Wu Xinluo sighed, got up in a hurry, washed up and went to Wu's.

When she parked the car, she saw an unusually large number of people gathered outside Wu's.

Among them are many familiar faces, all journalists who have done interviews before.

Wu Xinluo twitched the corners of her mouth and sighed secretly.

Two major events happened last night, one was the event in the manor, and the other was the arrival of An Zichuan's mother.

These two major events pushed him to the forefront without any suspense.

In the news, the reporter's style of writing portrayed her as a promiscuous slutty girl, and the lines between the lines were full of contempt and reprimand for her.

She was powerless to say anything, so she could only avoid the all-pervasive reporters.

Putting on sunglasses to cover herself tightly, Wu Xinluo lowered her head and entered from another entrance of the company.

At the door, there were quite a few entertainment journalists staring at every employee who entered.

Wu Xinluo clenched her hands tightly, and was thinking about how to get in, when a deep voice came from the side.

"Mr. Wu, follow me."

Wu Xinluo turned her head slightly, and saw Shen Peng following her.

Shen Peng smiled slightly at Wu Xinluo and walked in front of her.
When passing the entrance, he intentionally or unintentionally blocked the probing eyes of several reporters for Wu Xinluo, which allowed Wu Xinluo to enter the company safely.

After entering the company, Wu Xinluo breathed a sigh of relief.

She took off her sunglasses, took off the hoodie hat on her head, and smiled at Shen Peng.

"Thank you, Shen Peng. If it weren't for you, I would definitely be surrounded by those paparazzi."

"No thanks, this is what I should do."

Shen Peng scratched the back of his head, smiled innocently, and then looked at Wu Xinluo worriedly, "Mr. Wu, are you okay?"

He also saw the news.

He believed in Wu Xinluo's character.

However, the power of news cannot be underestimated, and it will definitely have a certain impact on her.