Everyone else is lying that my wife is my enemy

"Hello, Gu Jin." The uneven gravel road did not hinder Rong An'an's pace, and she walked over gracefully, extending her hand to Gu Jin.

"Hello, senior." Gu Jin was puzzled, Rong An'an had been out of the industry for many years, but she still knew the name of her junior.

Rong An'an's eyes shifted slightly, and she landed on Wen Rong. She pursed her lips and smiled, "Good morning, I couldn't help but stop to admire the flowers when I passed the garden, sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Wen Rong was puzzled, "What are you doing here?"

"Look at you."

Wen Rong was startled, and looked at Gu Jin.

Gu Jin knew that today was the 25th anniversary of Rong An'an's withdrawal from the industry. Could it be that Rong An'an came back for this?

"Excuse me, senior, are you invited to attend your commemorative event?"

Rong An'an showed a smile like the moon, "No, I originally planned to go back to China during this time to see my children."

"Are you married?" Gu Jin's eyes couldn't help but fall on Wen Rong, Wen Rong quickly waved his hands to distance himself, "I'm not married to her."

Rong Anan smiled, "I came here in a hurry after learning about you, are you still live streaming today? Will it disturb you?"

"No, the program crew knew you might be crazy, no, did they know you were coming?" Wen Rong asked.

"I've had people notified, and their emotions are more agitated than I imagined."

Specifically how excited, Wen Rong saw the director's tears popping out of his eyes with his own eyes, and his voice trembled, and he almost shouted "Ye Qinghui".

"Rong..." The director was at a loss for words, what should I call the goddess?

"If you don't mind, just call me Aunt Rong." Rong An'an's voice was soft, like dewdrops on green leaves in the morning, dripping soil along the veins.

The director and the others became anxious, "What kind of aunt should you call me? My sister is right. Time has never defeated a beauty, and Sister Rong is still beautiful."

Rong Anan responded with a smile, "It's just a title, it's all the same."

"Sister Rong, are you here?" The director glanced at Wen Rong who was standing beside him, and Rong Anan followed his gaze to Wen Rong, "I'm here for Rong Rong."

"Wen Rong?" The director pondered Rong Anan's words, Rong Rong?

Gu Jin's gaze also fell on Wen Rong, and Wen Rong, who felt countless eyes falling on her body, blinked and then looked down at herself.

"Where's today's guest?" Gu Jin looked at the time on his watch, it was almost time for the live broadcast, but today's guest hadn't arrived yet.

"It's me." Rong Anan took a step forward, "The decision was made in a hurry last night, I hope I can do it well."

Wen Rong was surprised, "Do you want to show your mirror?"

"Well, there were some bad remarks last night, I think it still needs to be dealt with."

The client, who seemed to be out of the world, was puzzled, "Did any words slander the seniors appear? Did I do it?"

She was watching Rong Anan's movie last night, and she was still obsessed with the goddess' appearance as an agent of the Republic of China. She was so happy to see the real goddess this morning!

"How is it possible?" Rong An'an smiled dotingly, "Of course the matter about my daughter must be dealt with properly. It was I who avoided it for too long and let the child get hurt for nothing."

Wen Rong lowered her head and covered her face, gently rubbed against Gu Jin's back, and said in a low voice, "Ah, I almost thought my mother was a goddess."

Gu Jin brushed a strand of hair hanging in front of her eyes, hiding her helplessness, "Why do you think she's not your mother?"

"How could I not recognize my mother? With Haiwang's father as a lesson from the past, how could I still fall into the pit?" Wen Rong was confident, "I asked my father a lot of questions about my mother. I remember her appearance in the photo, although she is also elegant and gentle, with long hair fluttering, but my mother's name is An Xian."

Hearing Wen Rong and Gu Jin whispering, Rong Anan looked at them, "You have a good relationship? I heard a lot of stories between you when I came here by car."

"A good story or a bad story?" Wen Rong poked his head out from behind Gu Jin.

Seeing the cute and lovely Wen Rong, Rong An'an's gentle willow eyebrows stretched, "They are all interesting stories, and your relationship is beyond my expectations."

·

Before opening the live broadcast room, Wen Rong specifically asked Gu Jin about what happened last night.

Just as Gu Jin expected, there were indeed people who were digging out her family background.

As a result, a lot of messy content was dug up, saying that her father was addicted to drugs, fought, imprisoned, etc., and there were photos as evidence. In short, all kinds of rumors were flying everywhere, trying to belittle her origin.

Others said that she was Jin Qiuxuan's illegitimate daughter, and Jin Qiuxuan's ex-husband and ex-boyfriend were dug out.

"Why do they arrest other people's families to accuse and abuse me? Is it because I am so good that I have nothing else to criticize?" Wen Rong said to herself.

Hearing this, Gu Jin's long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering up the thoughts in his eyes, his whole body was cold, and he sat quietly beside Wen Rong.

The live broadcast room opened on time, Wen Rong lazily snuggled up to Gu Jin, and Gu Jin handed the peeled apple to Wen Rong.

Just at the beginning, the flames of war were about to spread. Unexpectedly, there was a dog food crit when the screen opened, and the momentum dropped sharply.

[Wen Rong apologizes to Rong An'an! 】

【+10086】

……

Wen Rong leaned on the sofa, took out her mobile phone and saw the scene in the live broadcast room, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she made a scissors hand and smiled at the camera, "Everyone can ask Goddess Rong Anan in person."

【what are you saying? 】

[You still dare to provoke? 】

【? ? ? 】

……

Wen Rong waved to Rong An'an, raising the apple in his hand, whetting the appetite.

"Goddess, come here."

In the next second, the netizens watching the live broadcast room heard a soft female voice, unfamiliar yet familiar.

"Hi everyone, long time no see."

It was still Rong Anan's gentle voice and intonation, and her ageless and stunning face was pure and clean, just like the goddess in memory.

"I'm Rong An'an. Maybe everyone doesn't recognize me. Today is the 25th anniversary of my quitting the circle. Time flies so fast. There have been many newcomers in the circle who have surpassed me and achieved superior achievements. Houlang has already overthrown me. The little water splash in front."

Her voice is unassuming, like her acceptance speech played on the pixelated CDs that still survive.

Rong Anan turned her head to look at Wen Rong, and gently pulled Wen Rong into her arms, "Since yesterday, someone has played my original song and caused trouble on the Internet. I don’t take this matter to heart, but I think it is necessary to express my thoughts to everyone.”

The gentle eyebrows and eyes were stained with sternness, still a decent smile, but with a bit of seriousness added, and the words followed solemnly.

Wen Rong's heart skipped a beat for a moment, an idea that had arisen in her heart but was not adopted continued to take root and sprout.

"This is my only child, my beloved daughter, Wen Rong."

A calm and powerful sentence disturbs the brains of all those who hear it like a big wave.

One word blows everything up.

[Is the goddess married?Is my village connected to the Internet? 】

[Why is my mother not a goddess? 】

[Actually, I'm Wen Rong's long-lost sister, mother, do you recognize me? 】

[Warm velvet? ? ? 】

……

Wen Rong's expression in the camera is the same as the netizen's estimate.

She couldn't believe it, looking at Rong Anan with a kind face, Rong Anan nodded and smiled at her.

On the contrary, Gu Jin quietly looked at the "just met" mother and daughter. The scene was as expected, but she was still surprised in her heart.

#荣安安回回#

#荣安安文黑#

#荣安安marriage#

The news spread wildly on the Internet, and it was the silent slap in the face of the person involved.

Rumors on the Internet are like proofs of clowns, ridiculous and self-defeating.

Someone went down to the source and found that the rhythmic number spreading rumors had something to do with Tang Yu.

For a while Tang Yu became the target of public criticism.

The photographer was surprised that the glasses slipped off, he adjusted the glasses, and even the movement of turning the camera trembled slightly.

Wen Rong is Rong An'an's daughter, and I heard such explosive news with my own ears...

After Gu Jin finished the live broadcast, he asked his subordinates to add fuel to the fire, put down his phone, and looked at Wen Rong who was so excited that he was incoherent.

"Gu Jin, I'm so excited, I really inherited my mother's genes."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Rong realized that something was wrong, and then covered her face in shame, "Oops, what if my dad finds out, why don't you laugh at me to death? I remember that I promised him that we would never admit the wrong person."

Gu Jin touched her head, "It's okay, you have a thick skin."

"That's right." Wen Rong happily put down her hands and applauded herself, "That's right, am I still afraid of losing face? Many people seem to say that I'm shameless."

Gu Jin smiled without saying a word.

The phone vibrated suddenly, it was Rong Anan's phone.

This is already the No.19 call.

Rong Anan was not impatient, and after explaining again and again, she hung up the phone. Wen Rong admired Rong Anan's beauty, feeling strange, "Mom, isn't your name called An Xian?"

"Yes." Rong An'an smiled gently, "This is my real name, Rong An'an is my stage name, but few people know it."

"So, why am I so stupid not to use my stage name and my real name?" Wen Rong looked at Gu Jin, "Gu Jin, is this your real name or your stage name?"

Gu Jin's red lips moved, and her eyes blinked twice, "It's my real name."

"Oh, that's good, I'm not the only one." Wen Rong heard that Gu Jin's tone was wrong, but didn't continue to ask.

"Mom, how did you know Dad?"

"Your father is very similar to you." Rong Anan laughed, "I was learning to dive at the time, and I happened to save him, and then we met like that."

Wen Rong exclaimed, "The story of the Little Mermaid."

The vibrating sound rang from the phone in Rong An'an's hand again, and Wen Rong hurriedly said, "Don't answer the ones that don't matter."

"Your dad does say things that don't matter."

Wenrong: ...

"I'll pick it up."

As soon as Wen Rong took it, Wen Tianheng's shocked and trembling voice came from Yangsheng.

"Honey, why are you a star?"

"Dad, your village has just connected to the Internet, why don't you even know about this?" Wen Rong secretly admired her mother for hiding her privacy so well that her husband didn't even know her identity.

After Wen Tianheng heard Wen Rong's voice, he immediately withdrew his wailing, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let people say bad things about Rong An'an yesterday, no wonder I said this person looks so familiar."

Now it was Wen Rong's turn to be shocked, and took a deep breath, "Dad, can't you see it?"

"Where do you recognize it?"

It turns out that blindness is hereditary.

Gu Jin and Rong Anan, who heard the conversation from the mobile phone, looked at each other. Rong Anan shook her head helplessly. She deeply understood that the father and daughter had zero ability to distinguish the photos from themselves.

Gu Jin watched Wen Rong and Wen Tianheng chatting non-stop, talking casually, her eyes drooping slightly, her hand resting on her knee clenched loosely, the phone on the other hand suddenly turned on, and an unfamiliar number appeared on the screen.

Not many people know her mobile phone number, and she is calling from an unfamiliar number...

She got up and walked to the corner of the living room, connected the phone, her calm face turned frost instantly, and her phoenix eyes flashed cold.

"Lin Ziyang, how did you know my phone number?"

"Don't think about it, as I said, I have already severed ties with you."

"If you come to harass me again, I will call the police immediately."

……

After hanging up the phone, Gu Jin lifted the long hair behind him, trying to drive away the troubles just now.

When walking back to the sofa, Wen Rong had just hung up the phone, picked up a fruit knife, and clumsily peeled a peach.

Rong Anan said softly beside him, "I'll help you."

"No, I'll give it a try."

Gu Jin was filled with anger, her eyes unconsciously fell on the blue sky outside the window, the empty field of vision always made her feel soothed slowly.

The peeled white peaches suddenly blocked her view, and her slender hands were whiter and tenderer than peaches.

"Give you."

Taozi took it down slowly, revealing a bright smile, just like the sunshine falling outside the window.

Wen Rong knelt down on the sofa and leaned close to Gu Jin, blinked her big eyes, and handed the uneven peach in her hand to Gu Jin, "Would you like to try it, it's very sweet, it's the sweetness born from the heart, just like it See me as well."

Gu Jin reached out, took the peach with one hand, and took Wen Rong's hand with the other, pulling her closer, and their eyes blended.

"Yeah." Gu Jin took a bite, the sweetness soaked into the tip of his tongue, "I saw you, it's really sweet."

Staring at the smiling Wen Rong, those seductive eyes seemed to see through her mind.

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The author has something to say:

Wen Rong is the kind of person who can't recognize the person in the photo even in front of his eyes~

But some things can be seen without looking.