"Get out of the way, you all get out of the way."

A long line of bodyguards in black came from the outer circle, each with a cold face and ruthlessly drove the reporter away.

Soon there was a way in front of Xia Ling.

"Ling\'er, let\'s go."

Warm walked over quickly, with a hoarse voice and a worried face.

Xia Ling smiled at her reluctantly and followed her to the car outside under the path of the bodyguard.

"Young lady, please get in the car. Old lady Fu sent us to pick you up and go back to your old house."

A bodyguard opened the door and respectfully motioned Xia Ling to get on the bus.

"Ling\'er, don\'t think about the news that just came out. President Fu must not be that kind of person. Some journalists just like to attract people\'s attention and write nonsense."

Looking at Xia Ling warmly, he comforted.

Journalism?

Is it the news about Fu Yunting?

That\'s why these reporters came to interview themselves?

Xia Ling was stunned and hurriedly took out his mobile phone. He saw several news pushed above.

When I opened it, it was a news report that Fu Yunting was with a woman.

The picture is a little far away. I can\'t see the woman\'s appearance clearly, but when they stand together, they are inexplicably right.

"I don\'t know how right they are when they stand together."

Ji Linhan\'s sarcastic words flashed through her mind.

So, is this girl Fu manyun, the adopted daughter of the Fu family in Ji Linhan\'s mouth?

And does Fu Yunting really accompany her overseas now?

For a time, Xia Ling\'s heart was like a boat floating in the sea.

"Ling\'er?"

Warm see Xia Ling has been blankly silent, there is no need to worry.

Xia Ling revived and pulled the corners of her mouth towards wennuan. "Wennuan, I\'m sorry, I\'m afraid I can\'t get together with you today."

As soon as the news comes out, maybe she will attract a wave of attention wherever she goes.

"It\'s all right. The old lady sent someone to pick you up and go back to the old house. We\'ll get together next time."

Warmth pushed Xia Ling into the car, "ling\'er, promise me, don\'t think too much, call me if you have something."

Xia Ling nodded, pretending to smile briskly at wennuan, "I\'m fine, wennuan, go back."

With a warm sound, he helped her close the door, then walked quickly to his car and drove away.

In the secret corner, Ji Linhan looked at the scene and smiled coldly.

The old woman of the Fu family has been sending bodyguards here to watch. It\'s really a baby, this granddaughter-in-law.

It\'s time to get rid of her!

Ji Linhan\'s eyes flashed a trace of cruelty. Looking at the reporter who went four, she smiled proudly again.

Doesn\'t Xia Ling trust her man very much?

Does your face hurt?

Wait, she\'ll soon let them go their separate ways!

In the Fu family\'s old house, Xia Ling came back in a car speechless all the way.

After entering the door, Mrs. Fu was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

"Lingling, I\'m back."

Hearing Mrs. Fu\'s kind cry, Xia Ling\'s nose suddenly sour and her eyes reddened.

The grievance in my heart was so hooked out that I couldn\'t hold it down.

"Good boy, you are wronged."

With a loving face, old lady Fu took her to sit next to her and patted her hand.

"Grandma."

Xia Ling didn\'t hold back and bit her lips and burst into tears.

Old lady Fu sighed. When Xia Ling calmed down, she took out some papers for her.

"Lingling, the girl mentioned in the news is the adopted daughter of our family. Yunting used to like her, but they are in the past. You have to believe in your husband. He is not a swing man."