Young Master Lin, take care of your scumbag wife

Chapter 859 His White Moonlight 25
The blogger who posted the microblog is a certain entertainment weekly. From the perspective of the photo, it was taken secretly. There is a clump of leaves near the photo. It is obvious that the person who took the photo is hiding in the bushes.

And this distance is obviously in the presidential palace, that is to say, it is not a paparazzi, it should be an insider, and then sell it to the weekly magazine!
Ren Yingran stared at the screen, unable to think of the intention of the person who took the photo. Long Dibo is not an idol star, and his popularity will plummet if his relationship is revealed.

She frowned and lay down again, clicked on Weibo and looked at the messages, the messages were refreshed very fast, dozens or hundreds more per second.

Netizens were blown away, and most of the comments were talking about the heroine in the photo——

"Who is this woman? She looks like she's wearing a military uniform?"

"Military uniform! Blue uniform! Air force? Or navy!?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, the president is so handsome, which woman is so lucky?"

"Yes, yes, which woman is worthy of him?..."

"Who is standing next to him? Secretary? Assistant?"

Since ancient times, when people commented on talents, one of them was on the headlines: My love, after all, was paid by mistake...

There are more than 1 replies under this comment, and everyone said: Me too; me too; the same +1; blue thin mushroom...

Of course, there are also male netizens leaving messages:

"Women's X fantasies are shattered, buddy, our chance is here!"

"A beauty who needs comfort plus a friend..."

"Women who know the truth, shed tears!"

"666, saved my future wife..."

.........

Netizens are very talented, they wantonly vent their feelings, and they don't forget to keep silent.

However, most of them are complaining about Mr. President's reputation and being picky about his mysterious girlfriend.

Ren Yingran was taken aback, only then did she realize that Long Dibo was so popular in China.

With such a popularity, he has surpassed the popular stars and has a lot of fans.

She smiled, put down her phone and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, before six o'clock, Ren Yingran was woken up by a loud noise.

The sound insulation effect of the residential villas in the Presidential Palace is very good. You can hear the sound outside, which shows how loud the sound is.

She rubbed her face and got up, and walked onto the balcony.

Ren Yingran lived on the east side of the second floor, and she could see the square in front of the villa and the gate of the Presidential Palace.

There were dozens of cars parked in the square, and there were bodyguards in black standing next to almost every car.

At the gate, countless reporters and media were crowded. They shouted through the iron gate railings. Reporters with microphones were crowded one after another, all trying to grab the best position.

Video cameras, camera flashes kept on, and the scene was chaotic.

The presidential palace is heavily guarded, and no one is allowed to approach without a pass. These reporters can appear here, and the background behind the scenes is not simple.

It is estimated that it is either a national TV station or a national newspaper and magazine...

Seeing this scene, Ren Yingran immediately guessed the reason, it should be that Weibo exposed the president's love affair.

She changed clothes and went downstairs. The hall on the first floor was also full of people, including the housekeeper and servants, and the door was full of bodyguards. It was dark and overwhelming.

"Miss Ren..." The housekeeper greeted her, and he was very happy with a smile on his face.

"Who leaked that photo?" Ren Yingran glanced at the study. There were bodyguards and people in military uniforms on both sides of the study door.

"I don't know yet, but it's a good thing." Mu Zuo had been waiting for this day for a long time. "Early in the morning, all the members of Congress arrived, and Mr. Prime Minister, they are discussing the engagement with Master Bo."

"Engagement?" Ren Yingran wanted to laugh, getting engaged just after falling in love, isn't it too soon?
(End of this chapter)