During the meal, Zhan Nanxian looked at her with deep eyes, "Baby.
"kindness?"
"Wenrou told you not to go out today."
"Why?"
"Because you were on the headlines this morning."
She was shocked. "How is that possible?"
As Zhu Linlu's oldest and least hype-worthy extra, she had not appeared in the entertainment section for a long time. How come she was suddenly on the headlines
Zhan Nanxian raised his head, and at that moment she sensitively felt that the faint smile on his face was slightly unusual, and a warning flashed in her heart. She walked over suspiciously, opened the laptop, typed in the website address of the entertainment newspaper, and a few seconds later she saw two lines of scarlet characters on the screen in the form of thunder and lightning.
"Bo Yixin has not returned from overseas filming, Zhan Nanxian and his secretary kissed in public while watching a game."
She was stunned.
Going down the pages were pictures and texts with all kinds of sounds and sounds. First there were several photos of them whispering and kissing in the gym, with extremely sensational texts next to them. Then old news about her and Zhu Linlu was also dug up. Even her sister Wenrou, one of the top ten socialites in the city, was not spared. She herself didn't know when she had taken such a charming photo with Wenrou.
There was a striking link next to it with the title "Three-year relationship comes to an end", and she clicked it to open it.
The first thing I saw was "Regarding the public kiss between Wen Nuan and Zhan Nanxian in the tennis stadium, Zhu Linlu generously admitted in an interview with reporters this morning that he and Wen Nuan had peacefully broken up half a month ago, but emphasized that the reason for the breakup had nothing to do with Zhan Nanxian..."
She covered her mouth tightly.
Another link in the article said, "When the reporter called Bo Yixin in Switzerland, her agent said she knew nothing about the matter and could not comment for the time being."
The entire page was filled with pictures and texts related to or touching upon this matter, as if the whole city had been boiling over it overnight. Only she, the person involved, had been staying in her own quiet little space, unaware that the world outside had already been turned upside down.
She picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. The host on the entertainment channel was announcing:
"Our reporters have not been able to contact Zhan Nanxian yet. We don't know how he, who has always kept a low profile, will explain this matter. However, an insider said that he was seen entering Yazhu Garden, where Wen Nuan lives, at No. 10 Senlin Road, last night. Our colleagues on the scene estimate that there are currently about 40 to 50 reporters from major TV stations and news media waiting outside Yazhu Garden."
Wen Nuan buried her face in her hands, totally confused as to how things could suddenly turn out like this.
Zhan Nanxian patted her shoulder and said, "It will be there soon. Gao Fang will come over soon, and I will ask him to send you to Wenrou to stay for a few days."
She avoided his hand, no, no, no, something was wrong, let her think about it carefully.
After a moment, she raised her head, stared at him, and said slowly, "Have you read my resignation letter?"
He smiled slightly, "It's hard not to see such a conspicuous white envelope."
She nodded, as if she understood something. "You asked me to break up with Lin Lu, but I talked to you about resigning."
So, it should be like this:
Even if Zhu Linlu had not happened to come over last night, as soon as the newspaper came out this morning, he would have had to publicly announce that his relationship with her was over. Otherwise, it would be tantamount to acquiescing in being cuckolded. Even so, his social status and male dignity would have inevitably been damaged.