Bai Laoer clenched his fists, with veins bulging on the back of his hands, as if he was about to crush something into powder.
He doesn't like Luqiaoqiao.
This time it was indeed a trap he set for Lu Qiaoqiao.
But he never imagined that the woman would be so unfaithful!
She actually felt so comfortable and...enjoyed being with another man even when their engagement was still going on!
Don’t ask him how he knows whether he enjoys it or not, he can tell by just listening!
That kind of joyful and relaxing sound is definitely not what should happen when you are reciting forced words!
"Second Young Master... look at this..."
A reporter wearing glasses carefully observed Bai Laoer's expression, but before he could finish his words, the sound of a door opening was heard not far away.
When they saw Lu Qiaoqiao walking out of the lounge next door, both Bai Lao and the other were stunned.
"Lu Qiaoqiao? You...why are you here?!"
At this time, Lu Qiaoqiao looked normal and was neatly dressed. She didn't look like she had been drugged at all. When she heard this, she even smiled a little, with a strong hint of sarcasm.
"Is it weird that I'm here?" Lu Qiaoqiao snorted. "Or rather, where do you think I should be? Unmarried."
Bai Laoer opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
At this moment, a low and suppressed cry came from Lounge No. 3. Lu Qiaoqiao seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and said to himself that it was not good, and subconsciously walked inside.
But when he opened the door, he turned around and looked at Bai Lao Er and the reporters with vigilance, "What are you all doing here?"
"This is the lounge our Bai family has prepared for guests. To respect privacy, reporters are not allowed to enter for interviews. I'm sure you all know this."
"If there is nothing else, please leave."
When she said this, Lu Qiaoqiao looked relatively calm, but she was actually very nervous. She was very familiar with Lin Chunhuan and could recognize his voice.
So no matter what, she couldn't let these reporters in!
Seeing Lu Qiaoqiao's nervous expression, Bai Laoer also vaguely sensed something was amiss. He ignored the arguments that reporters were not allowed into the lounge, and put on a sinister smile. "Qiaoqiao, what's wrong? Why are you so nervous?"
"Don't touch me!"
When Lu Qiaoqiao thought about the dirty tricks Bai Laoer had used on her, she felt sick just by looking at him. She looked at Bai Laoer's outstretched hand and slapped him in the face without any hesitation.
"Although we are engaged, we are not married yet. Second Young Master, please respect yourself in public."
Bai Lao Er's face darkened for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it, "Okay, okay, girls are shy, I understand."
"But we all heard the voices inside just now. Qiaoqiao, after all, you are my fiancée. Since this industry exchange meeting is hosted by your Lu family, it represents the reputation of our Lu and Bai families."
"If someone does this kind of thing at a forum, isn't that a slap in our face?"
"Get out of the way! Let me see who the bastards are in there. I'm going to get back at you for what I've done today!"
Bai Laoer spoke nicely, but in fact, he exerted great strength in his hands, almost pulling Lu Qiaoqiao away. If she hadn't held on to the door frame tightly, she would have been thrown out!
Although most reporters did not move in the face of such a situation, there were still many fearless people among the reporters.
Several photos were taken of the confrontation between the two.
"Ms. Lu, may I ask why you are stopping us from going in? Do you know who is inside?"
"Is Miss Lu shielding the people inside by doing this?"
"This happened at the Lu family's industry exchange meeting. Does Miss Lu have anything to say?"
“…”
Microphones and cameras, like long guns and short cannons, were almost unceremoniously extended towards the bridgehead.
The profession of journalism is too two-sided. There are many journalists who have a sense of justice, responsibility, dreams and abilities, and who want to provide good news to the public and expose the truth of society.
There are also many people who want to dig up celebrity gossip and wealthy family gossip all day long, and enjoy exposing people's scars.
What's more, some of those journalists don't care about the so-called truth at all. They just want money. They will report according to whoever pays more.
As for the facts, they are not important at all to this group of people.
There were reporters of all types present, but Lu Qiaoqiao had never experienced such a scene before. She couldn't find anyone she could use in such a chaotic situation, and she had no way of smashing a wine bottle on the heads of these reporters.
He could only stand there, guarding the door motionlessly, his little face pale.
“What are you doing!”
A voice filled with displeasure rang out from the back of the crowd.
Bai Yusong, Lu Qiaoqiao's father, mother, and some bigwigs in the industry were all standing there.
Seeing this, Bai Laoer shrugged his shoulders and stepped aside without saying anything. Soon, someone told Lu's father and Bai Yusong what had just happened.
As for the other big guys, they naturally all had their own channels to get the news, and they followed behind to watch the fun.
Bai Yusong rubbed his slightly swollen temples, "Alright, second brother, this is the Lu family's home turf. Uncle Lu will handle anything that comes up. It's not your turn to worry about it. Come here."
Bai Laoer seemed to have known this would be the result. He shrugged and said nothing, then stood behind Bai Yusong.
Anyway, the person in the room was not Lu Qiaoqiao, so his plan failed.
As for who the unlucky guy is who fell into the trap, he can just watch the fun but doesn't have to charge into battle.
I was just a little curious because I saw Lu Qiaoqiao so nervous.
After hearing what the secretary said, Father Lu's already plump face turned green with anger. "What the hell! Did you mistake my Lu family's banquet for a hotel?"
"Open the door for me! I want to see who has the guts to do this!"
Click.
Just as Father Lu finished speaking, the door of Lounge No. 3 was opened from the inside, revealing Bai Zuoling's delicate yet world-weary face.
His shirt was loose, with the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a small area of his chest with kiss marks. His sleeves were rolled up above his forearms, and there were several scratches on the outside of his left arm.
It looks like... a woman's fingernail print...
"What are you going to do?"
Bai Zuoling spoke in a low tone, his eyes swept through the group of reporters, finally landing on the two brothers of the Bai family, and he smiled inexplicably.
For some reason, his smile made Bai Yusong feel uneasy.
But before Bai Yusong could say anything, Bai Laoer's eyes lit up behind him. He had finally caught this bastard's handle, so how could he let him go easily?
When Bai Laoer rushed out, Bai Yusong grabbed him with quick eyes and hands.
Didn't catch it.
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