I live on my wife

Lu Yao was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the document clearly, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It's called, draw from the bottom of the pot." Cheng Nanchu's fair fingers seemed to be dancing on the computer.

Half an hour later, her hand stopped: "After a while, let it ferment, and then you can see the big news about actress Song Yan on TV."

Cheng Nanchu said triumphantly that she never expected that she would not only make money by learning hacking techniques, but also use them to do these things.

Seeing the three of them going downstairs, Mother Yan showed a smile on her face: "Xiao Nan, come here quickly, Auntie has stewed bird's nest for you, it is very warm."

"Thank you auntie."

Mother Yan was really kind to her, so good that she didn't know what to do.

Several people wash their hands and eat, and the villa is full of warmth.

On the set, Song Yan had just finished filming her part and was about to get in the car to go back to her residence when she was surrounded by reporters.

"I'm sorry, our Song Yan is very tired today, so we won't accept interviews." Assistants and bodyguards have long been familiar with this kind of scene.

For a dignified actress, there are not too many people who want to pick up black material.

"Song Yan, it was revealed on the Internet that the bursary fund was fraudulent, did the Song family really fraudulently?"

"Every year, the Song family gets a lot of money from charity fundraising. What do you think about this?"

"Yes, you personally host the charity event every year, do you know the inside story?"

"Are those online bills real?"

The reporter's words made the smile on Song Yan's face disappear completely.

The flashes kept flickering, which was a bit dazzling.

Song Yan covered her eyes, the reporter's microphone was almost stuffed into her face.

And the assistant's expression was extremely ugly: "Please step aside, step aside."

Song Yan finally returned to the nanny's car, urging the driver to start the car quickly.He took out his phone to look at it.

They were all filming just now, and no one paid attention to the news.And the time is too short.

Half an hour ago, an account on the Internet revealed that the Song family's student aid foundation was fraudulent, and the annual charity donations never reached the students at all, and all of them were pocketed.And the taxes are all fake.

The person who posted the post also attached a financial statement, on which the official seal is clearly visible, and stated that it has been reported to the relevant department.

In just half an hour, Song Yan and the Song family were immediately pushed to the forefront.

"Hurry up, find someone, and quickly suppress the trending searches." Song Yan's face turned pale when she saw the news, and no one knew where the money was going better than her.

Moreover, this foundation also launders money for many people, so it must not be investigated.

The assistant went to the contact immediately, and Song Yan also called home immediately. Unexpectedly, the phone was always unavailable.

Song Yan was burning with anxiety. No matter what, she had to find a way to suppress the news. There must be no problem with the foundation's accounts.

Her hands were trembling on the phone: "Yan Sui, read the news."

Yan Sui had just finished dealing with a group of people in the company, and when he entered the office, he received a call from Song Yan. When he saw the news clearly, his face suddenly changed: "This..."

"I called home, but I couldn't get through."

Yan Sui immediately had an ominous premonition in his heart: "You go to the foundation first, and I will go to your house to take a look. The foundation meets."

After hanging up the phone, he grabbed his coat and headed towards Song's house with his bodyguards.

After dinner in Yan Zecheng, he hugged Cheng Nanchu and watched TV on the sofa, and saw the embarrassing scene in the news that Yan Yan and Song Yan were surrounded by reporters.

Song Yan's popularity is too high, top-notch white and rich beauty, super rich second generation, socialite of city A, queen of double crowns, these auras are too many, so many that Song Yan may not even remember.

Not only that, Song Yan is also promoting herself as a winner in life online, not only is life going smoothly, her fiancé is also a childhood sweetheart, and her family is well matched.

No matter how high the exposure was in the early stage, the backlash will be so strong now.

"Haha, let them experience the feeling of being besieged." Cheng Nanchu said proudly.How much trouble did the Yan family cause them in those days, and there are probably no reporters outside their house at the moment.

The Yan family is just an infighting among wealthy families, this is explosive news for the Song family.

"Did the two of you plan to do this the first time you got his financial statement?" Lu Yao asked suspiciously, seeing the distressed appearance of the two on TV.

"Guess?" Cheng Nanchu smiled playfully.

Lu Yao raised his eyes and saw that Yanze City was also pretending to be mysterious, and shook his head: "Forget it, I have convinced you two, I thought we had to passively wait for others to plot, but...it seems that I should Sympathy is with them."

He was leaning on the sofa. For the sake of safety and work these days, he also lives here.

Looking up again, I saw Yan Zecheng gently peeling the orange and feeding it into Cheng Nanchu's mouth. His teeth hurt from seeing it: "I feel like I'm just a light bulb, and I shouldn't be here."

"Who made you look so dumb. Xiao Nan, come, eat this." Mother Yan came over with a plate of cut fruit, and when she heard this, a brain shattered on Lu Yao's head.

"It's over, it's over, it's completely out of favor, even you don't love me, Auntie."

"You go and bring Qingqing back, and serve as light bulbs for the two of them together, and I will still love you." Yanmu gave him a white look.

Cheng Nanchu was surrounded by Yan Zecheng, only Lu Yao was better, when Yan's mother came over suddenly, he felt embarrassed and wanted to get up immediately.But was held down by Yanze City.

"Mom, he's a workaholic. He hasn't been home for the past few days. You see, he can't even see a face, so why did he bring him back?" Yan Zecheng said softly.

"Didn't you contact me? Tell me carefully, how old are you?" Mother Yan said in surprise, her attention was successfully diverted to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao was at a loss for words, and jumped up from the sofa in fright: "I remembered, I still have some work to do."

"You tell me clearly first, you child." Yan's mother hurriedly chased after her.

Lu Yao couldn't run away, so he could only give the two people who were watching the fun on the sofa a vicious look. They really were teammates who never died, and this spirit allowed them to play to the fullest.

"Don't disturb the two of them here, you go to the study and tell me clearly, I am very optimistic about that child."

Seeing Yanmu pulling Lu Yao away with a face full of resentment, Cheng Nanchu couldn't help laughing: "Auntie is so cute."

Yan Zecheng smiled, and Cheng Nanchu looked sideways at Yan Zecheng. With such a mother, it's no wonder that he has experienced so many things, and he has no desire to take revenge on the society in his heart.

"I'll be your mother from now on." Yan Zecheng took her hand, and the two of them held hands together, two sparkling diamond rings were shining brightly.