Wearing the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 568
After finishing the phone call with Zhou Xinyi, Tang Luoluo threw herself on the bed.

buzz
The phone vibrated.

It's a text message from Wu Yao.

Wu Yao: Luoluo, today's day is really happy.

Tang Luoluo: What's wrong?
Wu Yao: Didn't my eyes still tell you about your beauty in the morning and snatch all your credit? I didn't expect the retribution to come so soon.

Tang Luoluo: Huh?
Wu Yao directly sent several screenshots.

Wu Yao: Aren't some of the companies you listed are our advertisers?
Huayan did not know how to show it in the report of the exclusive interview for them before, and the words of praise for those sponsors were beyond words.

It was clearly written on it that she was from the economic group, and all the survey interviews in the past were business leaders, and she had never been interviewed by the livelihood group at all.

Even the screenshot of her private chat, the text that urged the newspaper to apologize did not know why it was on it.

This is great, how those netizens praised her before, now they are scolding her like this.

The fans who sucked are not only lost, but now their reputation is also bad.

Wu Yao sent several screenshots of netizens' comments.

[I'm going, I didn't expect the reporter to have scheming, I've seen it. 】

[These days, not only celebrities set up their own designs, but now even journalists sell their sets? 】

[Reporter Tang Luoluo worked so hard to visit, give examples, and was even retaliated against. She took the credit for a single sentence, bloody workplace competition, the first time I saw it, and I will remember it in the future. 】

After Tang Luoluo sent a text message to Wu Yao, she checked Weibo online.

Seeing the posts on Weibo about exposing Huayan, one by one hit the nail on the head, extremely sharp, and it was also on the top of the trending search.

Huayan is not a celebrity, so how could such a small revelation make such a big splash.

She suddenly remembered that Gu Yuchen had snatched her cell phone in the morning, and seemed to have glanced at her cell phone.

Did he do it?

Tang Luoluo immediately called Gu Yuchen.

"Mr. Gu, are you home yet?"

"Just arrived." Gu Yuchen got out of the car with his mobile phone.

"On the Internet, a reporter from our newspaper was exposed? Is it you?" Tang Luoluo asked tentatively.

"Well, it's me." Gu Yuchen replied very straightforwardly.

When Tang Luoluo got this answer, the corner of her mouth curled up, "Mr. Gu, you..."

"Luoluo, I don't want you to be wronged."

Tang Luoluo was suddenly moved, "Mr. Gu, what should I do? I feel that I love you more and more!"

When Gu Yuchen heard this, his hand to close the car door froze.

Even though this woman often confessed her love and habitually said I love you, he was still confused by her deceitful words. He only felt a sweet and sour feeling in his heart rushing to his limbs.

Now he can't wait to hold her in his arms and rub her into his body.

However, what he said to the phone was still cold and restrained, "En."

"Eh, what?" Tang Luoluo put her smooth chin on her small face, sullenly, "Gu Yuchen, don't you have any reaction to his confession?"

"What's your reaction?"

"Say you love me!" Tang Luoluo regained her spirits.

If she knew that this man only said "I love you" once during the Chinese New Year confession, she should have recorded it with her mobile phone.

The man on the other side of the phone just chuckled.

After waiting for a while, the other party didn't say those three words.

"I'm going to sleep." Tang Luoluo said to the phone depressedly, then hung up the phone.

Take care of your home.

Gu Yuchen looked at the hung up phone and shook his head helplessly. He always believed that love was done, not spoken.

He went up to the second floor.

in the room,
The tip of the nose sprints everywhere with the sweet smell of the woman.

On the bed sheet, the touch of color is gorgeous and dazzling.

He stared blankly for a long time, and carefully put away the bed sheet.

The phone rang again.

He looked at the note and his face sank, and he picked up the phone.

"grandfather."

(End of this chapter)