"Someone posted a scandalous photo of Luo Xiaoqian and a man on the Internet. Now Weibo and various forums are going crazy. Moreover, we can't contact her now!" Zhuo Yanan's voice was full of urgency.
After this incident happened, Yu Tong immediately started contacting Luo Xiaoqian. However, just now, because Luo Xiaoqian was cooking according to the tutorial she searched on her mobile phone, she put it on the table while eating and forgot to take it with her when she came out.
, so he did not receive a call, Yu Tong had no choice but to contact Zhuo Yanan instead.
This matter is too big for her to handle alone.
Because Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian left together last night, Zhuo Yanan searched everywhere to no avail. In desperation, he finally had to call Leng Zimo to try his luck.
Unexpectedly, we actually encountered it.
"Who is that person?" Leng Zimo asked with a frown.
On the other end of the phone, Zhuo Yanan hesitated for a moment, "The man is from behind, I'm not sure, but... many people speculate that it is... you!"
he?!
Leng Zimo was stunned for a second.
"I'll call you later!" After hanging up the phone, Leng Zimo turned to look at Luo Xiaoqian, who was still sitting on the railing, swinging her long legs, "Let's go back."
Luo Xiaoqian jumped off the railing and looked at his mobile phone, "Did something happen?"
"It's a small thing, don't worry." Leng Zimo raised his lips to her comfortingly.
The two returned to the villa together. Leng Zimo only said that his stomach was not feeling well and asked her to help him go upstairs to find medicine. Luo Xiaoqian was busy going upstairs, and he walked to the restaurant.
When we were eating just now, I seemed to vaguely remember seeing her putting her mobile phone on the dining table.
Sure enough, as soon as he entered the restaurant, Leng Zimo saw Luo Xiaoqian's mobile phone at the table. The screen showed more than twenty missed calls and dozens of unread text messages.
Just as Leng Zimo picked up the phone, another unfamiliar number called.
Guessing that this might be a harassing call from a reporter from some website or media, Leng Zimo hung up the phone without even looking at it.
Taking a look at the direction upstairs, he turned and walked into the kitchen, threw Luo Xiaoqian's cell phone into the sink, turned on the faucet, watched the phone sink to the bottom, and then turned and walked out of the kitchen.
Just when he arrived in the living room, Luo Xiaoqian had already rushed downstairs with medicine, turned around and poured a glass of water into his hand, took out two more medicines and handed them to him.
"Is it true that my steak is too tender? Otherwise, should we go to the hospital?"
"You made it so delicious, so I was greedy. It's okay, just take some medicine." Leng Zimo swallowed the medicine she brought over, "Go to bed, I'll go to the study to deal with some things!"
"Is it really okay?" Luo Xiaoqian was still worried.
"It's really okay." Leng Zimo stood up and hugged her waist, "Be good, come upstairs with me."
Luo Xiaoqian accompanied him upstairs and sent him all the way out of the study, "You go to work, and I'll clean up the kitchen and make you a cup of ginger syrup."
Watching her turn around and go downstairs, Leng Zimo hurried to the railing.
A moment later, she was seen running out of the kitchen and rushing upstairs with a panicked look on her face, grabbing her cell phone.
"What's wrong?"
"I dropped my phone in the sink and it got flooded. I'm going to blow it with a hair dryer and it should still work."
"Don't worry about it!" Leng Zimo snatched the phone from her hand, "I'll buy you a new one later."
"But..." She raised her face and looked at the mobile phone in his hand, "You gave this to me."
