"What did you say?!" Tong Ran sat up from the bed, and her face turned pale in an instant. "Strong...************ Luo Cheng retreated to the side and lowered his voice. "Yes, the media's photos said, some photos have been washed out on the spot and made headlines on major websites. Some of them said that Mo Nanjue was taking drugs. It seems that he is now in the drug attack, and there are too many people blocking inside. I was squeezed out..."

Poisonous hair.

As soon as she heard these two words, something exploded in her head with a bang. Tong Ran felt trembling all over. She put on a piece of clothing, held her cell phone and rushed downstairs.

The driver also knew that the matter was serious and drove very quickly. He ran a red light and wiped the car. When Tong Ran went out, he asked Butler Zhou to notify Chen An and asked him to rush to Qianhuan immediately.

When she arrived at Qianhuan's door, seven black cars were parked outside. Tong Ran felt relieved and the emperor's people came.

But the scene was much more chaotic than she thought. The whole Qianhuan and even several streets outside were parked with cars, which were all light to describe as crowds of people. Tong Ran walked in sideways, and there were reporters around him doing live broadcast reports.

Although the imperial lords came, this was a public place after all. There were so many media watching them, so they couldn't be hard, so they had to clear one by one.

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

Every second, countless lights flashed by, and she now knows why paparazzi are the most powerful people in the world, because they are simply omnipresent!

She squeezed forward two steps with difficulty, saw a photo of someone trampling down below, bent down and picked it up. The background of the photo was Qianhuan's No. 1 VIP box. On the couch, Mo Nanjue's tall figure was pressed against a half. The naked woman, although the man turned his head, he could still see clearly his frown eyebrows that were tightly furnished in pain.

And 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 rubbed it into a ball. She frowned and suddenly reached out and pulled away the crowd hard, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The paparazzi thought she was a fellow traveler, so naturally he refused to let her go. Tong Ran pushed forward with her body and refused to let her go when she encountered someone who would not let her go, so she raised her legs and kicked her hard at the bend of the other leg!

"Damn! Who kicked me?!"

"It's not me!"

Soon, a group of people quarreled together. Taking advantage of this gap, Tong Ran flicked in sideways. The door of the No. 1 VIP box was wide open. When he rushed in, Tong Ran saw Mo Nanjue half leaning on the sofa and Pei Ruoshui huddled there at a glance.

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.

The group of paparazzi surrounding him were indifferent to this, just kept patting and asking various questions.

A fire of nameless came up from his heart. Tong Ran took two steps in three steps and pushed away the paparazzi who was closest to him, "Don't take pictures again!"

She used great force, and the paparazzi was pushed back and fell to the ground.

Bang-

The paparazzi glared at her angrily, "You're shooting you, why are you pushing me?!"
Chapter completed!