Luo Yuanhao listened to Ou Yue crying with a white and bloodless face, and his eyes fell to the box of medicated noodles in front of him.

You let my son take this medicine.

In the face of his compromise, Ling Yicheng picked her eyebrows slightly but didn’t speak.

Luo Yuanhao shook his head and pulled out the pills one by one and stuffed them into his mouth, so he choked and swallowed hard.

Ling Yicheng turned and handed him a bottle of beer from the wine cabinet.

It will be faster to try this medicine.

Luo Yuanhao took it mechanically and swallowed it mechanically until a whole box of medicine was finished.

Ling Yicheng is sitting leisurely. There is a cigarette at the fingertips of the sofa. In the smoky room, the man’s eyebrows are cold. Of course, if you don’t cooperate and there is no my mother, I will naturally give her an explanation. You don’t need to worry.

Ling Yicheng said that he got up and left with his cigarette butts flicking on the ground.

Luo Yuanhao behind him fell to the floor with shortness of breath.

Ling Yicheng didn’t look back.

It’s enough for him to save his life.

……

Ling Yicheng came out of Luo Hao Yuan apartment and met another thing.

Song Chuan called and told him that it was the editorinchief of a wellknown newspaper who called his mobile phone editor to ask whether Ou Porcelain and Ling Yicheng had anything.

Song Chuan knew from the editor’s prevarication that the other party must have negative news about Europorcelain.

A forced editor confessed.

☆, Chapter 16 Who wants to take it?

The editorinchief trembled and told Song Chuan that there was a little reporter in his hand who compiled the news article today, which was Yu Ou Porcelain.

The little reporter was the one outside the building once. He got a glimpse of the secret of Mujia Haomen from Ou Yue’s hysteria.

So he deliberately chose the opening day of Europorcelain Design Studio, and he analyzed Europorcelain and Muse Southern Europe in an orderly and clear way.

Ouci is Mussina’s exwife, which is not the fault of Ouci, but the little reporter’s words are full of contempt for Ouci, giving readers a hint that she has an affair in her marriage.

After divorcing Mussina, Ou Porcelain had an affair with her exhusband, and then hooked up with Mussina’s fiancee Ou Yue, who was pregnant with a child, and was publicly insulted by the restaurant outside the building.

In the afternoon, there was a flash in the pan, and the little reporter thought that this was a big selling point.

Imagine that every society is eyecatching in today’s society. He told the editorinchief that if the news was sent out, it would be popular.

The editorinchief is fairly calm. He came out of Zhang Gang but disappeared at once. The photo shows a clue.

No one in Xicheng can have sex like this except Lingyi City.

The editorinchief of a senior news media person thinks it’s better to call Song Chuan to confirm.

Song Chuan listened to Wen Tun and returned to the editorinchief to wait for two words.

The editorinchief knew that he was in trouble. Of course, he was more glad that he stopped the car. Otherwise, Song Chuan’s tone would not be so understated.

Ling Yicheng had no time to solve it and handed it over to Song Chuan.

Before hanging up, he woke up faintly, Let’s do things more neatly.

Song Chuan nodded good

When Ling Yicheng later drove to Lijing Community, he received Song Chuan dialect again.

The editorinchief of Ling’s general newspaper was dismissed, and the whole department began to rectify the industry today, and the little reporter was taken away by the public security machine.

Ling Yicheng rubbed his eyebrows. Just keep one life. He can play at will.

A pen can produce flowers or kill people.

The pen in the hand of the young reporter is his weapon. A news media person reports that he does not speak according to the facts. Where is his professional ethics?

If such people do this unchecked, I don’t know how many people will succumb to his extreme words in the future.

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Ou Porcelain woke up late at night and Ling Yicheng was processing files.

She looked around, and the decoration here was both like a hotel suite and a home design.

Where is this?

She asked the man around her

Ling Yicheng threw aside the knee information and leaned over to add a pillow to Ou Porcelain’s head.

prosperous times

Shengshi?

Ou porcelain didn’t sleep again, but got out of bed and opened the window barefoot.