Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

Although holding a press conference may not be useful, it is better than doing nothing now.

In view of the fact that it is difficult for Yao Muzhen to get out of the store, Louis Bei simply set the conference location near Yao Muzhen's store.

Before the press conference started, Yao Muzhen's mobile phone number was exposed, and a series of information such as her address and contact information were revealed. Yao Muzhen was worried that those crazy people would smash her shop, so she called to invite Several bodyguards, but when they heard that it was her, they turned down her business.

Only then did Yao Muzhen realize the inconvenience this incident had brought her. After this incident, Yao Muzhen never took the initiative to think of Lin Yunchuan. It was not until Lin Yunchuan called Yao Muzhen that she suddenly realized that there was Lin Yunchuan. figure.

Lin Yunchuan transferred more than ten bodyguards to Yao Muzhen, and of course Yao Muzhen would not be without them during this time.

"Those people should all come to Dali to trouble you. Do you want to go back to City H first? Wait until the incident is over before going back."

Lin Yunchuan asked, the deep voice was still as magnetic as before, and he deliberately suppressed his voice to speak, seductive and sexy. Now it sounds like Lin Yunchuan lowered his head and talked on the phone gently, almost immediately appeared in Yao Mujin's mind.

Yao Mujin was at a loss for her own reaction, she frowned and said softly, "Okay, thank you."

At that time, he completely ignored Lin Yunchuan's later suggestions.

Lin Yunchuan knew that Yao Muzhen didn't want to go back to City H, and didn't want to embarrass Yao Muzhen, and didn't want to force Yao Muzhen, so he looked at his watch and said, "I'll let N go."

"N will arrive in 3 hours, you have to be careful."

"Ok."

Yao Mujin's polite and distant answer!

The estranged attitude made Lin Yunchuan momentarily at a loss as to how to respond. The dazzling Lin Yunchuan on the negotiating table, under the spotlight every night, Lin Yunchuan, who was named "the most talkative young talent" by the media, would be at a loss for words on the phone .

Everyone will intentionally or unintentionally divide their own circle into different areas, there are inside and outside, the inner circle can do whatever they want, and the outer circle must be fully armed.

Maybe deep in Lin Yunchuan's heart, Yao Mujin has always been someone who can treat each other sincerely.

This, perhaps even he himself does not know.

The best businessman who always puts interests first finally stopped putting money first one day.

Yao Mujin didn't care much about Lin Yunchuan's changes, she didn't even notice Lin Yunchuan's changes, maybe for a person whose heart is dead, everything about him has nothing to do with you, and his changes have nothing to do with you.

Seeing that Lin Yunchuan stopped talking, Yao Mujin hung up the phone without saying a word.

Hearing the blind tone from the phone, Lin Yunchuan didn't recover for a long time.

Since when has he and Yao Mujin been relatively silent?It seems to be like this a long time ago.

When doing funeral affairs for Li Junsheng and Su Xinru, they are like this, even though they live under the same roof every day, even if they see each other for a longer time every day, the dialogue between the two is pitifully seldom.

Embarrassing at first, embarrassing later.

As a result, they have not found a way of getting along that suits them.

There is no need to look for it now, Lin Yunchuan thought, and it will not be necessary in the future.

If Yao Muzhen had other choices, Lin Yunchuan could say with certainty that she would definitely not agree.

N went with bodyguards.

Just as Lin Yunchuan was in shock, MATA knocked on the door and came in, "President, Mr. Mou is here to find you."

After hearing the words, Lin Yunchuan looked back, and saw a boy who was much younger than him and also much more sloppy. The boy's bangs were very thick, covering most of the boy's face, and a pair of eyes were hidden behind the hair. , Can't see the thick frame, overly fair face, tight lips, short stature, thin body, wearing a simple white T-shirt, washed blue jeans, and some worn-out ADIDAS sneakers on his feet.

The boy came in behind the MATA, like a technical geek who hadn't graduated yet, and it didn't match the cold and commercial office building.

As soon as the little boy saw Lin Yunchuan, he opened his arms and laughed loudly, and shouted happily, "Brother."

After seeing the boy, Lin Yunchuan showed a relieved expression, as if he was relieved. When Lin Yunchuan calmed down, he smiled at the boy and said, "Ah!"

"As soon as I heard that I had something to do with my sister-in-law, I hurriedly booked a plane ticket and flew here. Hey, but the price is too high."
The boy said dejectedly, as if he was hurting for the money he paid for the plane ticket.

Complaining to Lin Yunchuan that he has no money is like telling a fashion designer that he has no clothes to cover up. Maybe others will look contrived, but Lin Yunchuan knows that the boy opposite is just talking.

Because he is a world-class hacker and the president of Nanke Company, with an annual income of over [-] million.

Yao Muzhen hung up Lin Yunchuan's phone, went to make lunch, and opened the small refrigerator next to the bed. The empty refrigerator made Yao Muzhen realize the importance of bodyguards. If she didn't go out to buy food, she would starve to death in this small place .

I haven't gone out for a few days, and there are always countless people guarding outside the store, as if she must be here if she was killed, and she never left half a step no matter the wind and rain.

Seeing that people were so stubborn, Yao Mujin took out the last bit of food from the refrigerator, closed the door and looked at the sheets, thought for two seconds, and then took out his mobile phone to call the police.

And she doesn't want the police to chase these people away, she just wants to go out and get something to eat, and she doesn't want to just die like this, or starve to death, which is so funny.

Just like deliberately opposing Yao Muzhen, the police arrived very slowly, symbolically drove away the reporters and Louis Bei fans who were ambushing near Yao Muzhen's shop, and then went back home in a perfunctory manner.

The situation was even worse than Yao Muzhen imagined. Eating, drinking, reading and writing every day, life seemed to be the same as when it was peaceful, but she no longer logged in on Weibo, and the cafe was not open.

Falling into this world, for some reason, Yao Mujin thought of Pete, that rebellious boy who flaunted himself, that kind boy who dreamed of living like a gypsy.

Thinking of the way she sang for her that night, Yao Muzhen looked like a pure angel in the charming moonlight. Thinking of the way she sang for her that night, she felt a little sad, but she still smiled and typed a line on the computer: That night, when Holston was practically sleeping under the flyover, a boy followed me, in the middle of the night, with curly hair dyed dark blue, wearing a leather jacket, exaggerated like a butterfly , looks a bit rebellious, but he is kind and enthusiastic.

In a shabby little house in Holston, his ukulele hangs on the wall.