Chapter 477 Stop shooting!

"What did you say?!" Tong Ran sat up from the bed, his face turning pale instantly, "Force... rape?"

Luo Cheng stepped aside and lowered his voice, "Yes, that's what the media photos said. Some photos have been developed on the spot and made headlines on major websites. There are also reports that Mo Nanjue is taking drugs. It seems that

It’s going on now. There are too many people inside, and I’m squeezed out..."

Poison hair.

As soon as she heard these two words, something exploded in her head. Tong Ran felt like she was trembling all over. She threw on some clothes, held her cell phone and rushed downstairs.

The driver also knew that the matter was serious and drove very fast, running red lights and wiping the car. When Tong Ran went out, he asked housekeeper Zhou to notify Chen An and ask him to rush to Qianhuan immediately.

When she arrived at Qian Huan's door, seven black cars were parked outside. Tong Ran felt relieved, someone from Dijue was coming.

But the scene was far more chaotic than she imagined. The entire Qianhuan and even several streets outside were full of cars. It was too crowded to describe it. Tong Ran walked in sideways, and there were reporters beside him.

Do live broadcast reporting.

Although Dijue's people are here, this is a public place after all, and there are so many media watching, so they can't force it, so they have to clear the situation line by line.

Tong Ran bypassed the crowd and squeezed in. She was tall and thin, so she squeezed through the door smoothly. Only then did she realize that it was even more exaggerated inside!

Countless lights flashed every second, and now she understood why the paparazzi were the most powerful people in the world, because they were so pervasive!

She squeezed forward two steps with difficulty, saw a photo that had been trampled on, and bent down to pick it up. The background of the photo was Qian Huan's VIP box No. 1, and on the couch, Mo Nanjue's tall figure was pressed against her.

On a naked woman, even if the man tilts his head, you can still clearly see his eyebrows furrowed in pain.

The woman was obviously crying, and Tong Ran could tell at a glance that she was indeed Pei Ruoshui.

how so……

Tong Ran held the photo tightly in her hand and crumpled it into a ball. She frowned and suddenly stretched out her hand to push away the crowd, "Get out of the way! Get out of my way!"

The group of paparazzi thought she was traveling with her, so naturally they wouldn't let her go. Tong Ran squeezed forward sideways, and when someone refused to let her go, he raised his leg and kicked her hard in the crook of the leg!

"Damn! Who kicked me?!"

"It's not me!"

Soon there were two or three groups of people arguing together. Taking advantage of this gap, Tong Ran stepped in sideways. The door of the VIP box No. 1 was wide open. When he rushed in, Tong Ran saw Mo Nan who was half leaning on the sofa.

Jue and Pei Ruoshui were huddled over there.

Almost the man's entire shirt was soaked with sweat. He tightly covered his right hand with his left hand, and the pain on his handsome face was obvious.

But the group of paparazzi surrounding him were indifferent to this, they just kept taking photos and asking various questions.

An unknown fire rushed up from his heart. Tong Ran stepped forward in three steps and pushed the nearest paparazzi away, "Stop taking pictures!"

She exerted great force, and the paparazzi was forcefully pushed backwards, causing the entire camera to shatter to the ground.

Clang——

The paparazzi glared at her angrily, "Why did you push me when you were taking pictures of you?!"

Tong Ran turned a deaf ear. She walked to Mo Nanjue, took off her coat and wrapped it around him. When she touched him, she found that his whole body was shaking and as cold as ice.
Chapter completed!