Shining Stars: First Producer

Just like her whole body, Song Moran spoke in a cold tone, which made the bodyguard shudder involuntarily and reacted at the same time.

"I see," the bodyguard said.

Looking at the man who went back and forth, the woman's heart jumped involuntarily, and she looked at him expectantly.

But what she didn't expect was that instead of bringing the good news she wanted to arrive, the bodyguard gave her a reprimand.

"I don't know what this lady wants to do with our president, but no matter what, it's a bad habit to stop cars on the road. I hope you don't do this in the future." The bodyguard finished with a blank expression. , a simple and honest face looks convincing.

After not being a bodyguard, the woman's face had already turned blue and white, and she couldn't maintain her previous expression at all.

Under such circumstances, the people who were initially worried because of Lu Cheng's appearance and performance immediately reacted, and the way they looked at her began to look a little wrong.

"Even if there is something wrong, you can't stop the car on the road. She was lucky this time, and the driver stopped the car. But what if I don't see it next time?"

"Who knows what she thinks, you feel a little sad when you think that I still sympathized with her at the beginning."

The whispers of the people around did not lower their voices at all, and they clearly fell into the woman's ears, which made her complexion even worse.

Thinking about the purpose of her coming, the woman barely suppressed her desire to jump up and said, "I'm pregnant with your president's child."

These words hit everyone's hearts like a bolt from the blue. Looking at the woman's still flat belly, the people around couldn't help but take two steps back, for fear that they would accidentally bump into her.

The bodyguard has been by Song Moran's side for so many years, and has never seen this woman before, so he looked at her with suspicion.

"Aren't you going to ask?" As if finally regaining face, the woman regained her initial expression and asked softly.

"Be honest," the bodyguard said in a low voice, turning around step by step.

Thinking that this matter would end soon, Song Moran quietly closed his eyes, feeling a little distracted.

In just a split second, a lot about the company, about Lucheng, and even about himself had already crossed his mind.

Too many messy and disorganized thoughts stuffed in his mind, making him a little bit at a loss, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the car window, and Song Moran opened his eyes expressionlessly and looked over.

"President," under Song Moran's calm gaze, the bodyguard gradually became calmer and asked after a moment of hesitation, "The lady just said that she is pregnant with your child."

Such news came suddenly, even Song Moran couldn't help frowning, and said without thinking, "Spreading rumors."

Hearing this sentence, the bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help nodding his head repeatedly, and at the same time whispered to himself, "It really is a rumor."

While the two of them were communicating, the woman stood there weakly, but her heart kept echoing the words that the man said to herself before.

Constantly taking deep breaths to adjust her breath, the woman stood where she was.

The reversals one after another made the people around couldn't help but widen their eyes and breathe lightly, for fear that they might miss some crucial words.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the bodyguard came back, sneered, and said, "Miss, don't tell such lies that people can see through at a glance."

The woman couldn't help frowning, seeing everyone's eyes on her physiology, she couldn't help becoming nervous, and shouted in a sharp voice, "You're the one lying!"

As if the bodyguard didn't hear anything, he continued to say his own words with a blank face, "Although I don't know what your purpose is, but since this is the first time, I won't pursue it with you."

Seeing that the baby was about to turn around and leave after giving birth, the woman's heart skipped a beat, she ran two steps forward quickly, stopped him, and explained anxiously, "What I said is true, there is evidence in all of them .”

The bodyguard didn't believe what she said at first, but seeing someone's swearing, he couldn't help being shaken, and asked suspiciously, "Evidence? What evidence do you have?"

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and opened her mouth to speak, but was stopped by the bodyguard who reacted.

Although he has restrained his own strength, the bodyguard's strength is still not what a woman can bear, and he staggered when he was pulled, and he was about to crawl forward.

Everyone focused on her stomach, and even some timid people covered their eyes for fear that they would see something bloody.

But what they were worried about didn't happen at all. The bodyguard held the woman firmly with only one hand, blocking her tendency to crawl forward.

Blinking in shock, the woman took a long time to react, looking at the bodyguard with moist eyes, not knowing why he said that.

"Let me ask the president for his opinion," said the bodyguard.

"President, that woman said that he has evidence to prove that the child in her womb is yours," the bodyguard asked softly, "What do you think should be done now?"

"Evidence?" Song Moran wanted to sneer in his heart, but in the end he suppressed it and said expressionlessly, "Then let her come in and say it."

As expected, the bodyguard nodded in response.

"The president asked you to go in," returning to the place where he was just now, the bodyguard looked at the woman who was still maintaining the movement just now, and said softly.

Nodding in a daze, the woman followed him almost as a command, and walked over with one movement.

And the people around couldn't help being disappointed when they saw their actions, they scattered in twos and threes, but their eyes were still on here.

After the woman entered, the car door was slowly closed. Looking at the man in front of her who was looking at her expressionlessly, she couldn't help but want to step back. This was due to her instinctive desire to survive.

Looking at the fear of the people in front of him, Song Moran didn't care at all, this is an attitude he has long been used to.

"What about the evidence you mentioned?" Song Moran asked with a playful tone.

"Evidence, evidence, there is." Swallowing, the woman felt her throat was dry, as if she had to use a lot of strength to speak reluctantly, "It's here."

After the first sentence was said, the subsequent words seemed to go much smoother.