Chapter 125

"Nonsense, this is nonsense! What do you think is written on the news?"

Early in the morning, Hu Meiqin took the morning newspaper to Yu Yin's house. Her delicate face was full of anger.

Yu Yin came down from upstairs in silk pajamas and rubbed his bleary eyes. "Sister Qin, you're going to lift my roof in the morning."

"Are you still sleeping? Do you know what happened?"

"What?"

Yu Yin went downstairs and poured himself a glass of water. Just after drinking half of the water, Hu Meiqin handed over the newspaper.

"Cough..." she looked at the picture in the newspaper, a saliva stuck in her throat and choked tears filled her eyes. Gu Tingchen's eyes and eyebrows on the screen are filled with a smile. He is still wearing a youthful sweater. He looks like a teenager in love.

If it weren't for Lin Miaomiao around her, she would hardly recognize it.

"This is Gu Tingchen???" Yu Yin put down his water glass and immediately opened the newspaper. It said, "the immortal CP has the same frame and married love."

"Cinderella's rich road is true love!"

“……”

Seeing those words, Yu Yin felt like pressing a huge stone. She was out of breath. Her face gradually turned pale, and her fingertips were shining coldly.

"My ancestors, this is what I showed you."

Hu Meiqin turned the newspaper over, and a plate behind it wrote some scandals about the aftersound, "thank Lin Miaomiao. If she hadn't gone out with President Gu yesterday, the headlines would be your scandal."

"Sister Qin. Did you say they went out yesterday?"

"Yes, there is a lot of buzz on the Internet now. They say they are immortals CP

"Sister Qin, I want to be alone." Yu Yin tightened her hand holding the newspaper, and the veins on her arm burst. Finally, she simply rubbed the newspaper into a ball. Hu Meiqin looked at her like this, and her eyebrows also screwed up.

At this moment, Yu Yin's mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Hello? Yinyin, are you busy... It's not your bastard uncle. He lost a lot of money gambling. I..."

As soon as the phone was connected, there came my father's voice. Just as the voice was about to hang up, the phone seemed to have been robbed. Then I heard a slightly flattering voice, "Yinyin, I'm an uncle. I want to find you now. Although we are distant relatives, at least we are relatives. Do you think... It's all Lin Miaomiao and Gu Tingchen yesterday, otherwise I wouldn't be so..."

"Did you find Gu Tingchen?"

Yu Yin rubbed his temples lazily. Hearing this, he immediately sat up.

Listening to uncle's narration over there, Yu Yin angrily threw his mobile phone on the tea table!

"Pa!"

"Ouch... My little ancestor, you scared me. What's the matter?" Hu Meiqin heard this just after she brought breakfast out of the kitchen.

Yu Yin's face was livid. "It's not my brother who made a lot of trouble on Cixi road. His father is mentally ill. He went to Gu Tingchen to cheat money and ask for compensation!"

"Cough."

Hu Meiqin listened, his lips creeping for a moment, and he felt helpless. He was unable to make complaints about it. What special flower mate was this?

She only let the remaining voice go to the old man to sell miserably, and turn over the spray thing. Why does it come out so many moths?

"Blame Lin Miaomiao and Gu Yiming." Yu Yin bit his teeth.

As long as I think of Lin Miaomiao, I gnash my teeth. The aftersound looks at the broken mobile phone with a bitter light in my eyes.

"Sister Qin, do we have a job in Gu's group today? Go and prepare a small gift for me. I want to apologize to Gu Tingchen for my brother." Yu Yin said, hooked her hook finger at Hu Meiqin and whispered in a low voice.

"You're crazy!" Hu Meiqin exclaimed.

"I didn't." Yu Yin smiled, "sister, will you help me this time? Don't you want me to take director Shen's play? As long as you help me this time, I'll promise."

"But do you know it's too risky..."

"I'm not afraid!"

Yu Yin clenched her fist and said without hesitation. Her eyes were firm and indisputable.

Hu Meiqin looked at it with a sigh of regret.

After a good movie, what does it look like to be tortured by jealousy

"Sneeze!" the next morning, Lin Miaomiao just opened the door and sneezed. Lin's father was stirring in the kitchen, "Miaomiao, do you have a cold? Let your brother go out and buy you a compound paracetamol Namin. Breakfast will be ready in a minute. You sit first."

Lin Miaomiao rubbed his eyes and saw Lin's father's busy back in the kitchen in a trance.

For a moment, I thought I was back in school.

"Dad."

"Well, don't worry. Today I have millet porridge and crab roe dumplings, and the kitchen is still boiling spareribs soup." Lin Fu said busily.

Lin Miaomiao's mouth gradually rose. Turning around, he saw Lin Qiyan sleeping on the sofa and slapped him awake.

"Ah, the earthquake! The earthquake!... sister, what are you doing? I need to sleep again."

Lin Qiyan suddenly woke up and saw that it was Lin Miaomiao. He turned over and had to continue to sleep. Lin Miaomiao directly pulled away his quilt. "What do you sleep? The sun is drying your ass. get up and wash."

"Ouch..."

Lin Qiyan gets up unhappily. Lin Miaomiao tidies up the quilt. When he comes out again, Lin's father has brought breakfast to the table.

Lin Qiyan opened his chair and sat down. He saw the newspaper on the table, "Wow, isn't this my brother-in-law? This is my sister next to me! I didn't expect you to be so photogenic... Immortal CP..."

"What you look at is something without nutrition." Lin Fu immediately grabbed the newspaper, rubbed it randomly and threw it into the trash can.

After a breakfast, Lin Miaomiao was absent-minded.

Her mind was full of just newspapers. Lin Qiyan took out his mobile phone to play. After a while, he screamed, "sister, look, is this you?"

"Huh?"

Lin Miaomiao looked along Lin Qiyan's eyes and saw a video that was not very clear, accompanied by a scream

This is the picture of her and Gu Tingchen at the door of the fitting room.

Lin Miaomiao's face turned red. "Don't look, eat."

"Sister, you see many people forwarding comments." Lin Qiyan said.

Lin Miaomiao coughed and asked proudly, "where?"

"Here, here... Is this the legendary black card? I also want to be raised by the president!"

"Only I think they stand together, right? It's more right than Yu Yin and President Gu... Wait, I knocked them last month."

Lin Miaomiao and Lin Qiyan whispered together. Lin Fu slapped his chopsticks on the table.

"Eat or leave."

"Eat." Lin Qiyan first counseled, bowed his head and scraped the millet porridge hard into his mouth.