"Miss Su, why did you divorce Mr. Sheng? Is it because he cheated?! " A reporter inquired anxiously.

"Sorry, nothing else." Su Xiaoxiao is very calm.

She looked indifferently at the reporters surging outside the door. There was no expression on her face.

"Miss Su! Say more! Why did you divorce? Because you haven't had children for many years, Mr. Sheng can't accept it, can he? "

"Miss Su! Where have you been this year? Is it a divorce to come back suddenly? "

"Miss Su! Who put forward the divorce first? "

In the sun, Su smiled and blinked, and her whole body exuded a lazy temperament.

The lip angle rose, she said, "it's bothering everyone. Please tell me when you interview the high reputation. Since he likes the women in the entertainment industry so much, he should marry them home and I'll bless them."

"Miss Su! Do you have any plans for the future? "

"Yes, I'm going to enter the entertainment industry. Take this opportunity to publicize myself. Please help me ask the directors what suitable roles they have and recommend them to me. Newcomers don't need too much compensation. Just step by step."

"Miss Su! Are you going into entertainment, too? When are you going to officially debut? In what way? "

"Miss Su! Will you work with Sheng? Sheng's film and television industry is booming, occupying half of the city. "

"I don't know yet." She stared at them quietly. "It's all gone. I'm a little tired today. I don't want to say anything more." Then she turned and left.

Sheng group.

On the 22nd floor, in the simple and gorgeous president's office.

Shengyu saw a group of photos circulated on the Internet. He stared at the picture. The fire woman, the demon, the enchanting figure, the charming face and the faint smile were really beautiful.

Her hands are on her neck. The distance is very close and the angle looks very ambiguous.

Shengyu is thinking about how Su Xiaoxiao will feel when she sees this group of photos.

Will she be sad?

Will there be a little loss?

Zhang Weiming stood beside the famous. When he saw this group of photos, he frowned.

Such a picture flashed in my mind. When I passed the reception room downstairs, a girl recklessly almost ran into his arms

Did she take it? There was no one outside the reception room at that time.

Without evidence, Zhang Weiming is not sure, and he doesn't know which department the woman belongs to. He has no impression of her at all.

She stared at the woman in the photo and her face became cold.

"Didn't she come in alone?" Thin lips gently open, high reputation, cold voice inquiry.

"Yes, I picked it up."

"Who took these photos?" His eyes flashed displeasure, but there was no storm. It was just a few photos, which didn't make him want to kill. Just such a thing has violated his bottom line.

"I don't know." Zhang Weiming lowered his eyes very low. He knew that he didn't check it. At this moment, he should stay outside the door.

Then there was a brief silence in the office.

In the office chair, the reputation returned to the home page with the mouse. The reporter's interview with Su Xiaoxiao automatically bounced out.

When that familiar face came into view, his pupils tightened!

The reporter went to the Moon Palace?!