The development of Qingyangguan was finally settled. Chu Hanxing and Fu Jia went down the mountain to check out the house. As soon as they showed up, the flash of the camera kept clicking.

Then many reporters rushed up, holding microphones and pointing at Chu Hanxing. The camera behind him captured Chu Hanxing's 365-degree view, and there were even entertainment reporters broadcasting live.

They asked all kinds of sharp questions.

"What do you think of the leaked video of the banquet? Why did you sever ties with the parents who raised you? Is it because they are not your biological parents? It would be too heartless of you to do so."

"I heard that day is your engagement party. Is your fiancé an insider? When do you plan to make it public?"

"Due to the boycott of your fans, that racecourse closed down. Will you stand up and take responsibility for it?"

"You just became famous but then you turned around and terminated your contract with your old club. They single-handedly brought you out. Are you a little ungrateful in doing so?"

Fu Jia had a stern face: "She never agreed to be interviewed by you! If you continue to do this, call the police!"

Everyone ignored him and even recognized him and continued to ask: "Is the second son of Daxin Group your fiancé? Does he also agree with you to sever ties with your parents?"

There was a gust of cold wind, and the microphone connection was not smooth and became intermittent.

Xiao Tao snorted: "Master, let me help you drive them away!"

Chu Hanxing shook his head and looked at the male reporter who asked the last question: "When you went out for prostitution the night before yesterday, you forgot to bring salt home for your wife. Don't forget it today."

The male reporter panicked for a moment, but the professionalism that had been mixed with entertainment reporters for a long time made him calm down immediately.

"I don't know what you are talking about? Are you trying to change the subject? Why do you want to establish yourself as a magic stick?"

Chu Hanxing looked calm and said, "Honggui Fang No. 365, Technician No. 63."

The male reporter's pupils shrank and his face looked a little ugly.

She turned her eyes and looked at the live broadcast: "Your wife seems to be watching the live broadcast, so, there is a woman's hair in the upper right inner pocket of his navy blue jacket. It is golden yellow and was left by the other party. And your hair is

All black.”

[Come on, come on, Chu is talking nonsense again.]

[Is she an addict? chx, get out of the entertainment industry! 】

[She has not missed it so many times before. Don’t listen to the wind or rain upstairs.]

【Has her head been lowered? People ask the earth and she answers the sky.】

The male reporter's wife was changing the sheets while listening to the live broadcast, and her heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

Although the camera did not capture the male reporter, he was her husband. They had lived together for more than ten years. How could she not tell that?

What's more, the time to buy the salt and the color of the coat all match!

She found the coat with some doubts, opened it, and sure enough she found a strand of hair inside, wavy and golden, and she had long, straight black hair.

She became panicked and wanted to call the male reporter, but she hung up!

At this time, Chu Hanxing's voice came from the live broadcast room again.

"Live broadcast can connect with the audience."

The woman was startled, picked up her phone and was about to connect, but she reacted in an instant.

No, there are so many people watching in the live broadcast room. If she fights like this, she will lose her husband's face, and the two of them may quarrel and affect their relationship. Marriage needs to be managed well!

Moreover, she believed that her husband definitely did not cheat!

It must be a misunderstanding!

Just these two words from her? How is that possible!

She is the one who gets along with her husband day and night. Is there anyone who knows her husband better than her?

Could it be that Chu Hanxing fell in love with her husband and wanted to provoke him, so that he could break into her husband and become her son's stepmother?

Beautiful thought!

The woman beat the bed angrily and cursed: "Fox!"

The live broadcast room has not waited for the woman to connect for a long time, but there are many good-hearted netizens calling. Whenever the reporter wants to answer, he will unconsciously feel a chill on his back. When he raises his head, he will see the indifferent gaze of Chu Hanxing.

It was obviously not threatening at all, but she just felt like she was being warned.

She felt like crying but didn't have tears in her heart. Didn't you say that the live broadcast room can be connected to let his wife call?

[Laughing to death, chx online fortune telling and overturning scene. 】

[I was so confused that I was speechless. Fortunately, I lost my fandom. 】

[Could someone really be waiting for her to slap her in the face? I was so blind that I fell in love with her before. 】

[She is so good at calculating, how come she didn’t calculate that her bad character was known to the whole network?]

[Oh you guys...it was you who praised her to the heavens at first, and now you are the ones who want to trample her into the dirt. What do you want]

[If it weren’t for everyone flocking to follow her fans when they didn’t know her well, and convicting her before the facts were fully determined, why would she be surrounded by so many reporters now? 】

[Does this mean it’s the netizen’s fault? If her own character hadn’t stood the test of time, who would have dared to scold her?]

[It’s so difficult to communicate...]

The popularity of the live broadcast room continued to rise, and reporters holding mobile phones were shocked. This was the first time she had experienced such a live broadcast with a skyrocketing number of viewers.

The female reporter's eyes were complicated: "Are you... telling the truth?"

Chu Hanxing chuckled, looked at the camera, and continued: "He promised to buy you the latest bag for your birthday last month, but what he gave you on your birthday was a fake bag that couldn't be more fake. He said it was

I wanted to keep the money and take you on a trip, but then nothing happened and the money I saved disappeared. Do you want to know why?"

The woman nodded subconsciously, but did not hear Chu Hanxing's voice. She was a little anxious and picked up her phone, only to realize that she was not connected at all.

She quickly dialed from the live broadcast room, and Chu Hanxing said softly: "Take the call."

The female reporter subconsciously obeyed and answered. The woman asked sharply: "Why!"

Chu Hanxing's voice was indifferent: "Because he bought a real bag for another woman, I can only buy you a fake bag. The receipt is in his replacement wallet."

The male reporter was furious: "Shut up!"

"Oh, I'm in a hurry." Fu Jiale laughed.

"No way, you are lying!"

The woman felt her head buzzing and could not think about anything. She could only subconsciously refute, as if this was the only way to prove that Chu Hanxing was lying.

The male reporter roared: "That's right! The hair belongs to my colleague Xiao Huang! He just used my clothes to cover it during his nap! I didn't buy LV bags for other women at all!"

Fu Jia: "Did people say it was an LV bag?"

This is simply self-inflicted.

The woman was in a panic and rummaged through her wallet in the room. Sure enough, she found the receipt in it. Judging from the date, she bought it a few days before his birthday, but she didn't receive it at all!

She covered her face and cried bitterly, and her sobbing voice was heard in the live broadcast room. Needless to say, the matter was already clear.

This woman who believed deeply in her husband was really cheated on.

The man became angry and said, "Fart!"

"I'm not willing to interview someone like you!"

He threw away the microphone and left with a red face, leaving his teammates holding cameras at a loss.

"How do you feel? How does it feel to have your privacy dug into?" Chu Hanxing looked indifferent, "If you don't mind, why don't I talk about your private affairs in front of the camera first, and then answer your questions."

A bunch of reporters looked at each other, retreating and apologizing: "Excuse me, excuse me."


Chapter completed!