Married and sweet love, Lu Shao spoils his wife without limit

Chapter 793 She... afraid of him?

The reporter's question made An Qiaoran's head clear in an instant, and he slowly raised his head to look at the reporter who asked the question.

"Do you all believe what the jealous woman said?"

"That's the man's wife, how can we not believe it?" The reporter replied.

"Madam, you should tell me what dissatisfaction you have with Young Master Lu!" The others echoed.

These people were already insane, An Qiaoran had nothing to refute, and he didn't even have a chance to speak.

Because these people had countless questions, and then another burst of random shooting, An Qiaoran was already tossed to pieces.

"Stop talking, don't shoot!" An Qiaoran yelled, covering his ears in pain.

However, for so many people, her roar had no effect at all. Instead, those people approached step by step, forcing An Qiaoran into a corner.

"What a slut. I don't know why Young Master Lu fell in love with you, a vixen. You were Pan Jinlian in your previous life, right? You ticked this and that? It's in vain that Young Master Lu treats you so well!"

The idlers who watched the fun uttered these ugly words, and after that, all the people who watched the fun spoke in the same tone, slandering An Qiaoran for a while.

All around my ears were the obscenities and slanders of these people, my nerves were tense, and I felt like I was going crazy.

"I didn't, I'm not that kind of person..."

An Qiaoran squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, and tried very hard to explain, but her voice alone was no match for the voices of a dozen people, and was quickly buried in their foul language.

While the scene was chaotic, the mobile phone in An Qiaoran's bag on the table rang and was secretly picked up by a waiter...

An Qiaoran didn't know how long she had been surrounded by these people, how long she had been arguing, all she knew was that her dizziness was severe and she was about to faint soon.

And just when she was about to faint, an incomparably cold voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Get out of here!"

After such a roar, all the reporters and the crowd who were surrounding An Qiaoran turned their heads in doubt.

When they saw the man standing by the door, all the reporters gasped. On the contrary, those watching the excitement were not so scared.

After looking at Lu Yuchen's stern face for three seconds, the reporter quickly turned around and ran out to the other door of the restaurant.

The reason why they ran so fast was because they were worried that Lu Yuchen would snatch the camera from them.

The scene became extremely quiet because of Lu Yuchen's arrival, and everyone looked at the man who appeared suddenly.

As the man approached step by step, they all made way from the middle.

Lu Yuchen looked at An Qiaoran who was squatting in the corner with his hands on his head, and quickly strode over, squatted down in front of her, and called her softly, "An Qiaoran?"

An Qiaoran's body was trembling and her head was not working. She was almost driven crazy by these people.

At this moment, her mind is full of those people's slander, ruthless, hateful...

"An Qiaoran?" Seeing that she was not moving, Lu Yuchen reached out and patted the back of her hand on the head.

With this beat, An Qiaoran immediately shrank even tighter in fright, and murmured fearfully, "I didn't...I didn't..."

Seeing such a scene, Lu Yuchen's body froze in place...

An Qiaoran afraid of him?She... afraid of him?she didn't?there is nothing?
Lu Yuchen looked at An Qiaoran suspiciously. Seeing her trembling, he quickly reached out and held her hand in his palm. Looking at her, he said softly, "An Qiaoran, it's me..."

(End of this chapter)