Thinking about his sexual orientation, that's true. Wu Yun laughed in his heart that he was thinking too much.

I fell asleep for another day. The next morning, just as Wu Yun was nervous and thinking about how to shout Murong Nuan out, the door was closed.

The young woman's long black hair was tied up in an elegant bun, her eyebrows were swept lightly, her skin was as snowy as her red lips were like dan. She was wearing a black lace dress and a pair of silver high heels on her feet. Her beautiful legs were long and bright.

It is obviously Murong Nuan from the past, but at first glance, it seems that she is not her.

Compared to the woman in the past, she is as cold as a piece of ice now.

"Nannuan..." Wu Yun looked at her in a daze, always feeling a little worried.

"I worry everyone," Murong Nuan whispered: "Let the driver prepare the car, I want to go to Shangguan Group."

Wu Yun nodded quickly and hurried downstairs.

She couldn't figure it out, why did Murong Nuan figure it out overnight?

After all, the disappearance of Shangguan Yao could not be concealed and soon spread throughout every corner of the city.

In B City, every business competitor is eyeing the business giant Shangguan Group, and every employee lurking in Shangguan Group may be the one who serves as a microphone for his competitors.

The car was parked at the door of the group, and the reporters who flocked to the group blocked the door of Shangguan Group tightly.

Countless spotlights sounded, making Murong Nuan unable to open her eyes.

The bodyguards protected her and walked through the crowd with difficulty, fearing that someone would make trouble in the chaos.

Seeing Murong Nuan pursing her lips tightly and never speaking, a reporter couldn't help but ask loudly: "Miss Murong! What do you think about Mr. Shangguan's way of abandoning his wife and children? I heard that your relationship has always been bad, is it true? Is there something else to do when he left?"

Murong Nuan stopped and her slim back was frozen in the cameras of the reporters.

After a long time, she turned around gracefully and raised her head proudly like a swan. Her eyes were as bright as spring, but also cold and noble.

"Which magazine is you a reporter?"

The reporter introduced himself proudly: "I am the chief reporter of Tiantian Express..."
Chapter completed!