Deston Penthouse.

"Little pigeon, Kexi is hungry," the little cute baby followed Mujago to ask for food, "Kexi wants to eat meat buns."

"There is only fruit in the refrigerator, it seems I have to go there."

He picked up the little girl and Django comforted him, "I'll go downstairs to buy big meat buns for Kexi to eat. You can stay here and watch cartoons with Xia Sijing, okay?"

"Okay," Xiao Kexi nodded obediently, and said in a sweet voice, "Little pigeon is going to come back soon."

"I'll come right after I buy it."

Put Kexi back on the sofa, he asked Xia Sijing, "Do you have anything to eat?"

"It's just as good as Kossi."

"Okay, then you take good care of Kexi and don't run around. There are no adults at home now, and no one will deal with any injuries if they fall."

"Yeah, I get it."

After what happened last night, Mujaga felt that Xia Siyi was still a little reliable and believed that he should be able to take good care of Kexi.

I feel that 80% of the reporters are waiting for him outside the villa of the rich. Mujahngo went downstairs without even wearing sunglasses. He changed into a sweatshirt and put his hood on his casual clothes and went out directly.

The elevator reaches the first floor.

He lowered his head and used his mobile phone to check where there were meat buns nearby, but he didn't notice that there were black people standing outside the apartment.

Until I walked out of the door, I heard in my ears, "Will Django really be here? Who gave me the news?"

"I heard from my senior brother that it was the security guard of this apartment who took photos of Django and posted it on his Moments."

"I'll be able to dig it out in my circle of friends?"

"We must look at all directions when doing our business, and we must have all kinds of tricks. Otherwise, how can we master first-hand information? After all, we rely on this to make a living!"

Another group of journalists and photographers from the same newspaper were also discussing, "It is said that Django is often present here recently."

"This is where Django meets Ye Qingchu? Ye Qingchu was also photographed often entering and leaving Deston."

One of them was curious, "Didn't it mean that Ye Qingchu directly rejected Django's pursuit? Why did the two make an appointment to meet in the apartment?"

Another laughed and said, "Dango took the initiative to chase Ye Qingchu, how could Ye Qingchu refuse? It must be that the two of them are already lovers, and maybe they still live together, and then Dango abuses her..."

"Just as I thought, Ye Qingchu might not want to make a big deal, but her best friend couldn't watch it, so she took the initiative to expose the video!"

After saying that, the man took out his cell phone and found the screenshot of Ye Qingchu's show a few days ago. "Look, half of her face is obviously swollen, and even if the foundation is applied, it can be seen."

"It's true! I must have been slapped by Django."

"These picture marketing accounts were dug out early in the morning. I really didn't expect that Django was such a domestic violence man, which was terrifying!"

Mujaga was standing nearby. At first, he saw this large-scale reporter. He was so scared that he just wanted to hide. Later, he saw that they didn't look at him at all, so he boldly eavesdropped for a while.

Domestic violence?

Damn! Damn! Damn! It’s really like any dirty water pouring on him!

It's tolerant, but who can't bear it!

Mujargo, who was so angry that he was about to explode, decided to go out and go straight to the reporter to clarify the facts and tell the truth. As a result, his wrist was suddenly pulled.

When he turned around and saw that the person who was pulling him was Mu Zhonglun, Django was stunned for a moment.

"Why are you..."

Mu Zhonglun raised the big bag on his right hand a little, "I bought breakfast for Kexi, let's go up first."

His words calmed down Mujajango, who was originally excited, and nodded slightly.

The reporters took a casual look in their direction, then skipped directly, not caring at all.

In their minds, Django must have worn sunglasses and a mask, and he could tell at a glance that he was deliberately hiding from the camera.

This guy who looks like a hiker in a hoodie is completely a passerby...

In full view of everyone, Mujahngo and Mu Zhonglun walked back to the apartment in Diston in an open manner.

Django felt a little glad.

Fortunately, Mu Zhonglun stopped him, otherwise he would have been dressed like this and ran up impulsively just now, which would have been confirmed that he lived here and had a relationship with Ye Qingchu.

"It's really strange. Why did Ye Qingchu get photographed entering and leaving here often? Does she live in this apartment, too?"

"Ji Yang lives here," Mu Zhonglun reposted what Mu Sinian told himself, "He and Ye Qingchu are lovers."

"Ji Yang?" Mujarago understood in an instant, "Damn it! It turns out that the grandson named 'Ji' wants to mess with me!"

The elevator rose rapidly to the 79th floor.

Before the elevator door opened, Mu Zhonglun said: "Musian asked me to come over and ask you, what do you want to do? Just expose the fact that the two of them live together or..."

"No! I did hit her in the video. Even if they were exposed to their cohabitation and love, I would not be able to wash away."

Mu Zhonglun frowned, "At least it proves that she is lying, right? She and Ji Yang have always claimed to be single, but have been together for many years."

"It doesn't matter whether you are single or not! Once you know that Ye Qingchu is Ji Yang's girlfriend, the media will write this..."

After pausing for a moment, he cleared his throat, "Cough, Ye Qingchu's intention is Ji Yang. The two have been in love for many years. Django, who was unaware of it, pursued Ye Qingchu with a slutty face. After being rejected, he was so angry that he violently beat Ye Qingchu."

I couldn't help laughing, Mu Zhonglun nodded and said, "I found that it's really reasonable to hear what you said. It also matches the Weibo post by Ye Qingchu's best friend, and I almost believe it."

Mujagango pushed him angrily, "You're enough, don't take me to open garlic, you're annoyed."

"Oh, let's be more open-minded. If you can't become a celebrity in the future, you can come and be an assistant for me, including food and accommodation, and ensure that you won't starve to death. How about it?"

While talking, the elevator door opened.

Mujarggo walked out first, "I'm going to be your assistant!"

"Oh, you're quite arrogant," Mu Zhonglun, who walked out the next step, smiled, "Do you know how many people want to be my assistant? I want to work for me for free, but I don't want it."

"Is there a lot of people who want to give me an assistant? If no one asks you to do design drawings in the future, you can also be an assistant for me," Mujago said generously, "You can just open the conditions."

Mu Zhonglun said "tsk" and said, "Come on, I can't afford to pay the rent for 8,000 yuan. People who eat and drink everywhere are trying to get stingy..."

"I'm saving, do you understand saving? It's a virtue!"

"Okay, okay, you're miserable today, you're right."

In the living room, I heard the sound of the little pigeon and the little rice dumplings, but Xi rushed over, like a little dog wagging his tail.

"Little pigeon, little rice dumpling..."

Mu Zhonglun had thick and strong arms, and he easily picked up the little girl on the ground with one hand, "Is Xi hungry?"
Chapter completed!