Addicted to spoiling his wife: Mr. Lu, please let me go

Su Yun booked a ticket for the evening, and before boarding the plane, she sent Yu Qing a WeChat message, telling her her arrival time, and asked Yu Qing to pick her up.

And told her to disclose the news of her return to the media.

Although she didn't show her face in front of the media openly these days, the gossip kept coming.The video of her playing Ye Chen hasn't been popular yet.

So no matter how depressed she is now, she must recover as soon as possible.

After the WeChat message was sent, the phone rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar number.There have been a lot of disturbances about her recently, and there are often calls from unfamiliar numbers, most of which are from the media.So Su Yun hung up without thinking about it.

A moment later, a text message rang from the phone.Su Yun clicked on it, and saw that it was sent from the strange number just now: I am Qingcheng's mother, and I will come to the old house at 8 o'clock in the evening.The old man is back and wants to see you.

Looking at the text message, Su Yun frowned slightly.This Mrs. Lu is really not that easy to be. Lu Qingcheng's temper is unpredictable, and the Lu family is not easy to serve.

If it wasn't forced, Su Yun really didn't want to do it!

At 06:30, the plane landed on time. As soon as Su Yun came out of the exit, she was surrounded by the media.

"Su Yun, may I ask if your father died because you were mad at him, as rumored on the Internet?"

"Why did you hit Ye Chen? Do you still want to reconnect with Zhou Yang?"

Su Yun frowned slightly, showing a little panic.With just the right look, one really thought she didn't know that so many reporters would come.

After a while, she raised her hand to take off her sunglasses, and said to the camera: "I've been busy with my father's funeral these days, and I haven't had time to deal with some rumors on the Internet. But I believe that the rumors will be self-defeating. As for the personal grievances between me and Ye Chen, I will explain it to everyone later."

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand to straighten her messy hair.In front of the camera, there is no trace of makeup on her face.Her face was a little pale, and her thin cheeks were sharp and angular.The forced smile on his face made people feel distressed.The big shimmering eyes are full of sadness, which makes me feel pity.

When the reporters saw it, they couldn't help but sympathize with Su Yun.

"Thank you very much for your concern about my father. I'm not in a good mood right now, so it's inconvenient to tell you too much. Thank you!" Su Yun's brows and eyes are indeed exhausted, and she doesn't need to act on this.

"Excuse me, please let me go!" Yu Qing came with another male assistant in time, passing through the reporters to block Su Yun's surroundings.

The always difficult reporter did not make things difficult for Su Yun this time, and made way for them to leave.

After getting in the car, Su Yun leaned on the seat and let out a sigh of relief.

"Director Su, are you going home?" Yu Qing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked back at Su Yun and asked.

Su Yun shook her head slightly, and replied, "Go to Lu's old house, I'll send the address to your mobile phone. By the way, is there anything going on in the company recently?"

Yu Qing replied: "Since Ding Xiaojie left, it's much better, whether it's artists or staff, it's much calmer."

"Hmm." Su Yun gave a light "hmm" and didn't speak any more.

Yu Qing hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Director Su, people cannot be resurrected after death, so I mourn you."

Su Yun's expression was slightly stagnant, she raised her eyes to look at Yu Qing, her clear eyes only had seriousness and sincerity.

"You have lost a lot of weight these days, and you still have a lot of work to do, so you have to take good care of your body." Yu Qing continued.

Su Yun raised the corners of her lips slightly, and replied, "Okay."

Yu Qing was the first person who cared about her so much in so many days.Involuntarily, her nose felt a little sour.