After rebirth, my ex-husband fainted in tears at the crematorium

Hearing my voice, the assistant on the other end of the phone was also stunned.

"Madam, why are you answering the phone? Where is sir?"

"he……"

As soon as I said a word, there was the sound of the glass door being pushed open behind me, and the man hugged me from behind. His hoarse and sweet voice, with a hint of sleepiness and laziness that just woke up, was very nice to hear.

"Good morning, baby, why did you wake up so early?"

"I'll call you later." I hurriedly said to the assistant and hung up the phone.

The man seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and asked with a thick nasal voice, "What happened?"

"No, go back to sleep. It's rare for you to sleep so well. I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

I entered the bedroom and put Wen Zeyuan's cell phone back on the bedside. I took my own cell phone and went downstairs.

In the kitchen, Auntie was already awake and making breakfast. I took the phone and walked out of the garden and dialed the assistant's number.

I used to work at Mo Group, where I often solved difficult public relations issues, either high-level scandals or Mo Lingtian's scandals. Even after I resigned, these things seemed to be instinctive and engraved in my bones.

He quickly thought of a solution and asked his assistant to deal with it.

The assistant responded repeatedly and hung up the phone. My heart calmed down a little.

Auntie made breakfast and put it on the tray. I took it and said, "I'll do it."

Carrying the tray upstairs, I found that the door to the room was ajar. It was six or seven o'clock in Beijing, and the sky was still gray. There was only a night light on in the bedroom, and the faint warm color was wrapped in a huge cold blue, as if it was the end of the world. A ray of light can be swallowed up at any time.

The man was holding his mobile phone and standing in a gray and cold blue tone.

He was thin, and the light from the mobile phone screen shone on his bloodless face.

The face was fair and handsome, and because it was much thinner, it had sharp edges and corners, making it appear more three-dimensional and delicate.

It's just that the thin lips have no color at the moment.

The open window let in a cool autumn breeze.

The home clothes are loose and float with the wind, as if the man will be blown away by this gust of wind.

Poof——

The tray in my hand fell, I stumbled over and snatched the man's mobile phone.

When I glanced at the news page on my phone, I saw the scandal between Wen Zeyuan and Gu Meng.

I grabbed the phone and smashed it against the wall.

I didn't expect that I would lose control so much, and the calmness I was proud of fell apart when I thought about his feelings when he read about these scandals.

It turns out that feelings can really make people lose their minds.

The phone fell from the wall to the ground, the screen completely shattered, and the room became quiet.

You can hear the needle drop.

I heard my own rapid breathing and the man's faint breath.

After a while, he squatted down in front of me and held my foot with one hand.

"Baby, you're hurt."

Only then did I realize that the broken bowl on the sole of my foot had many small pieces stuck in it.

I didn't feel any pain just now, and blood dripped all over the floor from outside the door.

The man brought me the medicine box and quietly filled the medicine for me.

"Baby, wait for me at home, I will take care of these things."

He entered the cloakroom, changed his clothes, and went out. When I chased him out, I only saw the man's thin figure under the gray and cold light.

My eyes instantly became wet and hot.

The assistant followed my instructions and did the public relations work.

But all the media in Beijing, as if they had been bribed, unanimously wrote negative news about the Wen Group.

The public relations work done by the assistant is like finding a needle in a haystack and is of no use.

Negative news dominated the headlines of major media outlets in Beicheng, and was also everywhere on Weibo and short video software.

In just one night, the market value of the Wen Group evaporated by tens of billions. People throughout the group were distraught. Several projects of the Wen Group were suspended. They were in chaos, and everyone was waiting for Wen Zeyuan to return to the company to take charge of the overall situation.

For three whole days and three nights, the man did not return to Beijing Manor. When Lin Qingyu heard the news, she ran from the hospital to stay with me. She couldn't help but curse Gu Meng.

"This bitch, this bitch, when the storm is over, I want this bitch to die miserably! How dare you slander my brother's innocence!"

Lin Qingyu's eyes were red, and I held Lin Qingyu's hand that was about to smash something, "Gu Meng has no family background, and scandalous drafts are flying all over the place. It's not something that an ordinary person can do."

Lin Qingyu was shocked, "You mean, someone framed my brother? Who could it be? Wen's Construction rarely makes enemies with others, it shouldn't be..."

I already had a guess in my mind, but I didn't dare to say it out loud.

At this time, real-time news was broadcast on the TV that was turned on.

Wen's Construction held a press conference, and all media reporters from the entire North City were present. There were even reporters from other cities who rushed to Beijing overnight for this press conference.

The hotel banquet hall was filled with reporters. It was crowded and crowded, and countless cameras were pointed at the stage.

As Wen Zeyuan appeared, shutter sounds came one after another, and the flash almost blinded people's eyes.

The man walked to his seat on the stage and sat down. The waiter placed the microphone in front of the man.

Wen Zeyuan briefly explained what happened and explained the incident, but it was only a simple verbal expression without evidence, which could not convince the reporters under the stage at all.

A reporter took the microphone and said, "Mr. Wen, I heard that Miss Gu had a miscarriage. Did you take it for a test to see if it is your biological child? If not, where did the photo of that night come from? Did you have sex? I’m just not pregnant, so the nude photos are real?”

Then the second reporter said: "Mr. Wen, you got married last year. I heard that your wife had a marriage with the president of Mo Group. Do you know anything about it? There are rumors that your wife had a bellyache when she married you. There are still Mr. Mo’s flesh and blood inside.”

Then a reporter opened the computer and showed a photo of me in the hospital.

"This is a photo that our reporter accidentally took in the hospital. It is of your wife recuperating in the hospital after a miscarriage. I heard that the child was artificially aborted, and the murderer was your father, so your wife married her son, and the baby in her belly The child is Mr. Mo’s, right?”

"Mr. Wen, it is rumored that Mr. Mo committed suicide by swallowing a large amount of sleeping pills because of his ex-wife. It is rumored that you and your wife were very close during the marriage between Mr. Mo and your wife. Is it because of your divorce that Mr. Mo and Ms. Gu divorced? Step in?"

The scandal framed by Gu Meng, the rumors spread about interfering in my marriage with Mo Lingtian, and the rumors even killed the child in my belly.

One charge after another was placed on his head.

Before it was over, another reporter stood up and asked: "Mr. Wen, you and Mr. Cheng Shangyan are biological father and son, right?!"

When the reporter finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar.

I covered my mouth, widened my eyes, and shook violently.

how come--

Only a few people knew about this matter, so who leaked it?