Seeing Gu Yanhao looking at the reporters indifferently, her heart was in her throat.
Song Wuyou lifted his chin and looked towards her.
Seeing her nervously looking at Gu Yanhao, Song Wuyou curled his lips and smiled faintly.
Song Jiuyue rolled her eyes, and her eyes moved from Gu Yanhao's face to Song Wuyou's.
Seeing Song Wuyou looking at her with a faint smile, Song Jiuyue's heart skipped a beat.
She clenched her fists nervously, restrained the tension on her face just now, and looked at Song Wuyou arrogantly.
She is proud and arrogant, she absolutely cannot admit defeat in front of Song Wuyou.
Even if Gu Shao didn't say who the woman in the video was, and Song Wuyou said, she couldn't show a little fear in front of Song Wuyou.
Song Wuyou only looked at Song Jiuyue for a moment, and then coldly withdrew his gaze.
She looked at Gu Yanhao, would he tell the truth
After the reporters finished asking questions, Gu Yanhao looked at them coldly: "Do you know what the right to privacy and the right to reputation are?"
"..."
"What qualifications do you have for me to sell other people's privacy and reputation?"
"..." Such domineering words.
As soon as Song Jiuyue heard Gu Yanhao's words, she relaxed her nervously clenched fists, and her mood suddenly became brighter.
She knew that Young Master Gu would not be unfeeling towards her.
Song Wuyou frowned slightly, and a strange light flashed across his clear eyes.
"hiss-"
Just when the reporters were hesitating whether to continue to question Gu Haoyan, suddenly there was a screeching sound of brakes.
The sudden voice gathered everyone's attention in an instant.
A very cool Pagani sports car parked in front of Gu's Building.
Seeing such a luxurious sports car, except for Gu Yanhao and Song Wuyou, everyone's eyes lit up.
This sports car costs at least 30 million, right
People who can afford this kind of car are either rich or expensive!
The door opened, and a tall figure appeared.
Beige slacks for men, shiny white leather shoes, and a white T-shirt of this year's limited edition.
The style is simple, but he wears it in a different style.
A gentle breeze blew by, his hair danced lightly, and he was sunny and handsome.
The man leaned against the car body, whistling forward with a trace of ruffianism.
Under the dazzling sunlight, he looked handsome and alluring, with electric current in his peach eyes, which made the women present couldn't help but be fascinated by him.
Gu Yanhao frowned and looked at him coldly.
"Master Mu Gu!" A reporter came to his senses first and exclaimed.
After he yelled, everyone was shocked, and immediately rushed up with the camera, surrounding Mu Gu.
"Master Mu Gu, is the man in the video really you?" The reporter's question came out again.
"Yes." Mu Gu admitted generously, which stunned the reporters.
Reporter: "What about the woman with you?"
Mu Gu smiled evilly: "Of course it can't be Mrs. Gu Song Wuyou."
Reporter: "Who is that? Can you reveal it?"
Mu Gu curled his lips into a smile: "Of course."
"Om—" Song Jiuyue's head felt as if it had been blown apart.
She looked at Mu Gu nervously, her face turned slightly pale.
The reporters' eyes lit up and asked, "Who is it?"
"You are stupid, you don't know how to analyze right and wrong." Mu Gu said abruptly.
"..."
The reporters looked at each other, what's going on
"The woman in the video is tall and plump, with shoulder-length curly hair. Take a look at Mrs. Gu's figure. She has a body like bean sprouts and her hair grows to her butt. It's obviously not the same person."