Calmness returned to the entire room.
Xia Qingkong stopped talking, and neither did Mu Chenhao.
The two of them hugged each other and enjoyed a quiet and comfortable time in the bed. The sunlight shone finely on the bed and in front of Xia Qingkong's eyes, making Xia Qingkong feel extremely comfortable.
It seems that there are very few. How about quarreling with Mu Chenhao
Qingkong secretly thought to himself that there was no bells and whistles in their relationship, but more of a quiet sweetness.
Mu Chenhao dotes on her very much and considers her in everything.
This kind of marriage is really special and beautiful.
"Husband, if you leave, I will miss you very much."
"Um."
"Honey, do you miss me?"
"Um."
Mu Chenhao's slender fingers rubbed Xia Qingkong's hair finely.
Upon hearing this, Xia Qingkong answered so briefly, as if she was unhappy.
He propped up his little head and slapped Mu Chenhao on the chest. Mu Chenhao felt pain and quickly begged for mercy, "Think about it, really think about it, I miss my wife."
This day passed briefly and peacefully.
Early the next morning, Mu Chenhao went to the airport. When Xia Qingkong woke up, Mu Chenhao was no longer there.
Reaching out and touching the empty space next to her, Xia Qingkong knew that Mu Chenhao had left.
Xia Qingkong sighed softly in her heart, feeling a little depressed.
I won't see Mu Chenhao in these two weeks.
Xia Qingkong had just gotten up and was about to brush her teeth, wash her face, and have breakfast, when the servants at the door came to report.
"Young Mistress, Young Mistress, what's wrong, a large group of entertainment reporters have gathered at the door. They say they want to interview you. Should you drive them out or what?"
Hearing the news, Xia Qingkong didn't even have time to put down her toothbrush.
Coming so fast
Really, at the latter time, as soon as Mu Chenhao left, reporters came.
"No, there's no need to drive these reporters out. How long have they been staying at the door?" Xia Qingkong asked.
"It's been about half an hour since we arrived. You hadn't gotten up yet, so I didn't come to call you. They were really weird. The young master's car was walking in front, and they were arriving on the back."
Sure enough, Xia Qingkong's guess was correct.
"Well, let's welcome them in."
Xia Qingkong wanted to see what Zhuo Zijing was up to.
After washing up, Xia Qingkong went to the hall in front.
At first, Xia Qingkong thought that at most, there would only be a dozen reporters. How many more people could there be? But when I arrived at the hall, I was shocked. The whole hall was densely packed with people, all of whom were reporters.
This battle is really big enough.
As soon as the reporters saw Xia Qingkong coming, they all swarmed forward and wanted to rush out. Mu Chengwei's six brothers immediately stood in front of Xia Qingkong.
The black hole of the gun made the reporters instantly calm down.
"Have you had breakfast?" Xia Qingkong was so hungry that her stomach was growling.
They came to stay early in the morning. These reporters probably didn't have breakfast. Xia Qingkong waved her hand and said, "Prepare a breakfast for all the reporters."
"Everyone, don't be anxious about anything. Ask slowly. People are like iron and rice is like steel. You must have breakfast."
Then Xia Qingkong, protected by Mu Chengwei, slowly walked into the hall. The hall also made way for Xia Qingkong to find a seat and sit down.
Within five minutes, a servant served breakfast, which was Xia Qingkong's favorite porridge and fried dough sticks.
The reporters' portions were quickly delivered by the servants.
Originally, the entire hall was very noisy, but because there were so many people, it suddenly became quiet.
Many people did not eat breakfast and came out hungry.
It's also to get news announcements as soon as possible. After all, if anyone is slow, the news will be of little value. You always have to interview the parties at the first scene.
"Okay, everyone, let's have breakfast first. I'll be here in 20 minutes. If you have any questions then, just ask them slowly, okay?"
After Xia Qingkong finished her breakfast, she smiled and left for the time being.
After Xia Qingkong left, the whole hall began to whisper.
"Do you think this young lady of the Mu family knows? Why are we here this time?"
"Who knows? She shouldn't know about such a big news, right? It's been a big deal for several days, right?"
"Let me tell you, this Xia Qingkong is really steady. He even invited us to have breakfast. He seems to be a very nice person. He shouldn't be that bad, right?" "I'll tell you secretly, the gossip I got, I heard that The people in the Nalan family are not good people. They seem to be afraid that Xia Qingkong will plot their Nalan family's property, so they have been stumbling upon Xia Qingkong. Maybe this time it was also their fault. want
Let Xia Qingkong fall into shit. "
"Even Xia Qingkong doesn't go to those things in the Nalan family, and Master Mu loves her so much. The Nalan family is really disgusting."
In an instant, the entire hall was buzzing with discussion.
Side hall.
Ah Zheng walked in with a smile on his face.
"Young Mistress, what you ordered is really useful. Now, the whole hall is discussing Nalan Churou's mischief. Today's public opinion should be swayed towards you."
"Okay, keep fanning the flames. I'll be out in ten minutes." Xia Qingkong said with a smile.
She didn't do anything after getting up just now. Instead, she called Azheng, but there were some fake reporters standing there.
After arriving in the lobby later, I specially gave them time to communicate and invited them to have breakfast to increase their goodwill.
During breakfast, these fake reporters sneak in and create public opinion.
In fact, most people in this world are just wallflowers, and whatever others say is what they say. This is public opinion.
Since Zhuo Zijing wants public opinion to oppress him, Xia Qingkong doesn't mind using public opinion to counter oppression.
Xia Qingkong still held a piece of news in her hand.
Although Xia Qingkong has not investigated clearly and has no time to investigate, if it is spread out now, it will definitely bring a strong sense of oppression to the Nalan family.
Xia Qingkong, I remember that Xia Qingkong just made a joke that day, saying that the child in Zhuo Zijing's belly was not born by Nalan Churou. Both Nalan Churou and Zhuo Zijing were very nervous. There must be something wrong with this. .
Azheng was about to leave Xia Qingkong, but Xia Qingkong stopped Azheng again, "Wait a minute, you ask them to spread the news that the child in Zhuo Zijing's belly was not born to Nalan Chu."
"Okay, young mistress." This time, the people lurking among the fake reporters were all specially trained personnel of wss, so they were completely unambiguous in their actions. After receiving Azheng's instructions, they quickly started a fierce battle The discussion brought public opinion to a climax.