FLWS 107

Chapter – 107

I Won’t Be Picky With What You Make (3)

“This report only came out this morning. I guess the entire S City already knows about it.”

Mu Wanwan closed the magazine, her brows tightly furrowed.

“Zheng-jie, I’ll handle this matter myself. You don’t need to worry.”

“I’m not really nervous about it,” Zheng Hao said. “But there is something I’m very curious about. Wanwan, what exactly is your relationship with President Lu?”

Zheng Hao rarely gossiped.

Mu Wanwan rubbed her forehead and asked with a faint smile, “What do you think our relationship is?”

“Boyfriend and girlfriend?”

Mu Wanwan raised her eyebrows but did not deny it.

Zheng Hao’s eyes immediately lit up.

“Really?”

Mu Wanwan nodded with a smile in her eyes.

“Congratulations,” Zheng Hao said happily. “When the time comes, don’t forget to give me wedding candies.”

As for his father, he didn’t have to worry at all. The key problem was his mother…

Why were they chatting on the phone for so long in the middle of the day?

“But Lu Li, it’s already too late to remove all the reports now. Your parents probably already know about it,” the man reminded him.

“It’s fine. I’m not picky about what you make,” he said. Then his tone changed. “I’ve seen those reports. You don’t need to care about them. I’ll deal with it.”

“Wow, you two really kept things secret well,” Zheng Hao teased. “Lu Li has always been immune to scandals. Turns out the famous flower already had an owner.”

Huo Zheng understood immediately. Lu Li was planning to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.

Reporting the news was one thing, but some media had exaggerated it for attention. They even wrote that Mu Wanwan was a Cinderella climbing into a wealthy family. Some even claimed she was vain and had stolen the man loved by the eldest daughter of the An family.

That was simply asking for trouble.

Mu Wanwan gave a soft “mm.”

“What do you want to eat? I’ll cook for you tomorrow night.”

“How do you plan to deal with those reports?” Huo Zheng asked.
Those reporters and media companies would do anything for popularity. This time, they had probably kicked an iron plate.

Mu Wanwan only smiled faintly and said nothing.

Fu Dong pushed open the door of the private room and walked in. When he saw his father already sitting at the dining table, he immediately felt that the atmosphere was unusual.

But in the end, those reporters had brought the trouble upon themselves.

“I still have a meeting later. I should be able to get back before tomorrow’s dinner,” Lu Li said with a helpless smile, voluntarily reporting his schedule.

Mu Wanwan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“You’re going too far with your imagination.”

“Too narcissistic,” Mu Wanwan complained.

Huo Zheng, who was driving in the front seat, felt the corner of his eye twitch. His teeth even felt sour from hearing their conversation.

“Did you miss me?” Lu Li asked with a faint smile.

After returning to her office and just sitting down, Mu Wanwan received a call from Lu Li.

Lu Li’s dark eyes suddenly deepened, and his thin lips pressed tightly together.

Night gradually fell, and the bright moon appeared faintly in the sky.

“Remove everything. As for the magazines with the most unpleasant reports, choose several well-known ones and acquire them.”

Lu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashing within them.

Mu Wanwan replied with a soft “okay.” Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Chen Yi waving at her outside the glass door.

“Let’s talk later. I have something to deal with.”