Autor: Filthy Tradução automática
Ling Jue bought a lot of snacks. Guan Cheng carried her home this time.
Guan Cheng stood guard at the entrance after she put down her things. Ling Jue came out after she changed her clothes.
She put the snacks into Tang Yuan's small drawer. It was empty inside, and her heart tightened.
"Tang Yuan, I made it a rule that you must eat some of these things! Otherwise, I'll beat you up!"
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"Let's go. I'll bring you to the banquet and eat more delicious food." Ling Jue carried it in her arms, not letting it go back to its room.
2If this little guy kept his distance from her, its illness would only get worse.
2Guan Cheng stood at the door with a serious look on his face. When he saw the second young master come out dressed neatly, he quickly went to press the elevator button.
Ling Jue was wearing a dark blue suit. She had a tall and slender figure.
The two of them went downstairs and drove to the International Auditorium.
What the two of them did not know, the news blew up again.
[Ling Jue is suspected of coming out with a new man. A tall and strong man in disguise.]
2[Ling Jue abandons Feng Yulin and goes home intimately with the mysterious man.]
2[Ling Jue is suspected of falling in love with another man, and the mysterious man dotes on his husband.]
2[Ling Jue goes on a shopping spree with the mysterious man, and the man carries his bag with a face full of doting.]
2[Ling Jue goes shopping with the mysterious man, and the two of them carry their food home sweetly.]
2Once these few news articles were published, they instantly became trending topics.
It was like a bomb went off. Ling Jue's fans wanted to tear apart the gossip paparazzi who were writing the news.
2[I'm Mian Mian: Are you guys f*cking blind? This is Ling Jue's bodyguard! He's from the Su family!]
2[You're Yusheng: Are the Su Family's bodyguards good? Do you guys have nothing to write about? Now that my Lord Jue is famous, everyone wants to step on him. F*ck!]
2[Cabbages Are White: Can you stop writing nonsense? You use my Lord Jue to create hype every day. Are you guys crazy?]
2[F*ck Despair: Ling Jue's bodyguard is the uncle of one of our classmates, okay? Can you guys stop talking nonsense? His daughter is already one year old.]
2[Warmth Without Color: I'm impressed by a group of rhythmical people. They are Ling Jue's fans. Let's go now. Don't give them too much attention.]
2[Su Corporation: To clarify, this is the Su family's bodyguard. He is in charge of taking care of the second young master. Regarding the blogger's shady behavior, it has already been recorded. Please post an apology. Otherwise, just wait for the court summons.]
2As soon as the Su family came out to explain, everyone believed it. The likes immediately became a hot topic.
2The Su family sent a warning to all the marketing accounts that forwarded the Weibo post. If they did not delete the Weibo post and apologize, they would go through legal procedures to protect their rights.
2He also sent a Weibo Post to a lot of people, asking them to publicly apologize and give them a chance to apologize.
This news was resolved by the Su family within an hour.
All the marketing accounts posted an apology. When Ling Jue found out about this news, she was buying candied haws by the roadside.
"Young master, I'm sorry..." Guan Cheng looked at the news with a conflicted look on his face.
2"There's nothing between you and me. Why are you apologizing?" Ling Jue handed over five yuan. "Uncle, I want three candied haws. Don't put sugar on them. Just wrap them in syrup like this."
2"But these people are spouting nonsense. It will affect your credibility..."
2"You can say whatever you want to others. Don't think too much. Have a candied haw. I didn't expect there to be one selling candied haws on this small street." Ling Jue took a bite. It was sour and sweet. "This candied haw tastes really good."
2The old man who sold the candied haws smiled and wrapped the whole piece of candied haws for Ling Jue. "My house is a century-old shop. It has been here for more than a hundred years."
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