Chapter 1012: City in Turmoil (4)

When the bodyguard over there saw that Cheng Lang was injured, he immediately stopped pestering Xiao Wu and ran over to protect him. His posture was like a Wushuang weapon with extremely powerful lethality.

"Madam, are you okay?"

Xiaowu saw Wushuang rubbing his wrist, and there was a big red circle on it. He was anxious. Boss Qi Dong said that the young lady was pregnant, so she must pay more attention to it. The young lady rarely went out alone recently, and she would make trouble when she went out. After this incident, Xiao Wu was really confused.

Wushuang shook his head, not wanting to continue to be watched here, "Everyone, this is just a misunderstanding, please give way!"

The media friends holding cameras were so shocked by Wushuang's sudden aura that they even forgot to take photos and automatically gave way to a path. It took a while for someone to react and take photos.

"Jing Wushuang, don't think that just because I pamper you, you can be lawless. If you don't say something politely, why would you hit someone?"

Friends in the media smelled the blood again, "Mrs. Mu, can you respond to your relationship with Director Cheng?"

Wushuang now understood Cheng Lang's intention, which was to do everything possible to have a relationship with her. She glanced at the reporter coldly and replied, "What relationship I have with you is the same relationship I have with him."

The implication is that I have nothing to do with him, but how can my friends in the media be willing to let her go like this?

"But that's not what Director Cheng meant."

Wushuang glanced at him coldly again, "There is no need to accuse Mu Jinchen. I have a deep love for Mu Jinchen. No one who is not blind would be able to ask such a question. My father is better than him." still young!"

"Well……"

The reporter was suddenly at a loss for words. Although Director Cheng was not bad, he was over fifty years old after all. He might have been able to read it thirty years ago, but now...

"Love is not related to appearance, identity, and status. Did you know that before you met Dong Mu..."

Wushuang recognized this reporter, the one who came from behind and pushed the person in front. She remembered that the microphone he held in his hand was different from other reporters.

"I think you met him earlier!" Wushuang glanced at him and stopped talking, walking straight ahead.

"Wushuang, you can't marry Mu Jinchen!"

Cheng Lang covered one eye with one hand and dropped another time bomb. The reporter friends were excited again.

Wushuang turned a deaf ear. In this case, she pretended not to have heard. Now that she was on the top of the wave, she couldn't argue with her. Let's break out first.

Wushuang was thinking calmly when a reassuringly familiar voice sounded in front of him.

"My marriage to my wife has nothing to do with you, a person who has nothing to do with me in eight lifetimes!"

"Mu Jinchen..."

Wushuang calmed down and hurried forward to greet him.

The man pursed his thin lips, his words were cold, and his eyes were cold without any warmth at all. Seeing that Wushuang was fine, he warmed up.

"There's something wrong."

Wushuang shook his head, "Let's get out of here first."

"Cheng Lang, if you continue to be like this, I don't think you need to hang out in S City anymore!"

Mu Jinchen didn't want to say anything more.

"Dong Mu, you have such a strong tone. I just saw Wushuang about to fall to the ground. I kindly helped her up, but she was violent and rude and punched me. How does this count?"

As expected, Cheng Lang was the first to complain. He let go of his hand and pointed at his darkened eyes.

"That was a light blow. Do you want me to hit you again?"