President Gao Leng's little wife

Lu Xiaoying locked herself in the room, and Xia Yuluo always couldn't eat the food that Xia Yuluo brought in.

She had no choice but to persuade the other party to eat a few mouthfuls for the sake of the child in her belly. Every time this happened, Lu Xiaoying would force herself to stuff a few mouthfuls of food.

But she seems to be suffering from anorexia. Before she swallows the food, she will have a strong rejection reaction and vomit non-stop.

A well-behaved person lost weight quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. When she held Lu Xiaoying's hand at night, she felt that there was only a skeleton left of this little woman.

Facing Lu Xiaoying, her life was slowly passing by like a broken wooden barrel.

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Xia Yuluo sat in the office without saying a word, surrounded by a suffocating atmosphere like a layer of steamed buns, which made people feel extremely depressed and wanted to explode.She has been in a bad mood recently, and everyone in the company is acting with their tails between their legs, and no one dares to provoke her.

She poked at the manuscript in her hand impatiently, scribbling on it, feeling extremely anxious.

"Director Xia!" At this moment, someone was going to hit the gun. She was annoyed, but that person rushed in recklessly without even knocking on the door.

"What's the matter?" She was in a displeased mood, and her face was rare and solemn. She stared at the reckless man coldly, and the pen in her hand fell to the table with a snap.

"Editor Xia... Screenwriter..." The man was taken aback by her expression, and he trembled with fright, his forehead immediately dripped with sweat, and he couldn't speak fluently: "Look... look... today's new... smell!"

She was afraid of what would happen. Although she didn't know what was going on, she already had a premonition that it would not be a good thing.

She turned on the computer, and a strong premonition in her heart told her that she and Chu Yu would go out to eat and be photographed. Even though she was prepared in her heart, she was still shocked by the strong visual impact of the picture.

Unlike Yan Zihao, who was advertised as a fresh meat, he was still a rookie after all, but this time it was Chu Yu!A male god at the level of a king!

And she was just a small screenwriter, and all the public opinion was blown up all of a sudden.

As a popular superstar and screenwriter, various speculations emerged one after another, and there were several versions of the rumors.

"It's really interesting." She flipped through the pages, watching the media's hype, slandering her and Chu Yu, why Chu Yu had no clear relationship with her, and he committed himself to a small screenwriter in order to get a role.

There is no dare to say, only unexpected.

There was also a media that even searched out her previous scandals. Chu Yu's fans gathered together and even went to her company's homepage to make trouble, paralyzing the company's website for a while.

She looked angry in her heart, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was so cold.

The colleagues outside glanced at her curiously, and immediately caught her cold gaze, so scared that they quickly lowered their heads and pretended to be busy with their own affairs.

Those people who were whispering before were glared at by her, and they shut their mouths wisely, not daring to speak, and the whole company was covered with a layer of abnormally low air pressure.

Xia Yuluo closed the computer, took a deep breath, and sat on the chair with folded arms. The depth in her eyes was like a vast ocean, and she fell into deep thought.

She herself is not afraid of these rumors, but it is a pity for her that after these media propaganda, Chu Yu's popularity has plummeted, and she has seen many fans threaten to turn black on him.