"Are you okay??" Su Mu lowered his head, staring at her with his deep black eyes, and his delicate eyebrows slightly frowned.
"It's okay..." Su Xiaoli held his arm and stood firm. Before he could continue speaking, the reporters around him put their microphones in front of Su Mu and said, "Su Mu, Su Mu,
What do you think of the news that Su Xiaoli is being kept??"
"Excuse me, why are you here? Are you here to pick up Su Xiaoli from school?"
"Is your sister really being kept??"
Su Mu held Su Xiaoli's wrist firmly with a slender and warm hand, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome and handsome cheek. He pulled Su Xiaoli behind him to protect him, and then cleared his throat.
He spoke word by word towards the reporters around him: "Our family already has me, Xiaoli, do you still need to be taken care of? I am the only one who can take care of her in the world."
"Oh, by the way, and also, the matter that the majority of Muli Party members have crowdfunded for us to film a TV series has been settled. Xiaoli and I will join the filming next month. Don't worry, it will definitely be a TV series this time.
A happy ending.”
The reporters, while listening to Su Mu's words, kept taking pictures of him with their telephoto lenses.
"Then are the pictures leaked on the Internet true? There is a luxury car picking up Su Xiaoli every Friday..."
A reporter asked Su Mu relentlessly.
Su Mu turned his head, smiled at the reporter, then pointed at the red sports car not far away, and said in a calm voice: "Oh, is that the car you are talking about? Sorry, it is.
mine……"
"Those luxury cars before..."
"Guess??" Su Mu blinked at the reporters and aimed at the gaps between them. When they weren't paying attention, he grabbed Su Xiaoli's arm and quickly slipped away.
"Sumu, Sumu..."
"Su Xiaoli, Su Xiaoli..."
The reporters, carrying cameras, cameras and microphones, followed them relentlessly.
Su Mu dragged Su Xiaoli and quickly ran to the red sports car, stretched out his hand to open the rear door of the sports car, pushed Su Xiaoli in, then walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door, and sat down.
He went in and said to the driver: "Hurry, drive."
The driver, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately shifted into gear skillfully, stepped on the accelerator, and the sports car sped off with bursts of roar.
Su Mu and Su Xiaoli looked back at the reporters who were left where they were, and couldn't help but smile at each other.
Su Xiaoli breathed a long sigh of relief, slumped down on the seat behind him, and said in a low voice: "Finally we got rid of them, it's terrible."
"It's just a rumor-mongering Weibo, how could it attract so many reporters to the gate of your school?" Su Mu frowned tightly, looking at her deeply and asked.
"I don't know, I guess these reporters are too busy, right?" Su Xiaoli replied casually.
"..." Su Mu stared at her for a while, then shook his head and said, "I always feel... something weird..."
"What's wrong??" Su Xiaoli straightened up and approached him and asked him.
