When Weilan said this, Lu Hechen also looked over.
The photo showed a back view, and the news said it was Mu Linyun.
His gaze flickered, and he said to Weilan, "Go to Shen Lu's wedding."
"You want me to go?"
"Yes."
"But Dad doesn't want me to go."
"You go by yourself."
Weilan was stunned, and just then, a call came in. She looked at the phone; it was from Shen Lu.
She answered, and Shen Lu's voice came through, "Sis, your news is out, do you know?"
Weilan said, "Just saw it."
"If you don't feel well, don't come." Shen Lu's tone was also very worried, "I'm afraid someone will give you a hard time at the banquet."
Weilan looked at Lu Hechen.
Lu Hechen shook his head.
Weilan said, "What about you? Do you want me to go?"
"Of course, I want you there, but I'm afraid the pressure will be too much for you."
"It's okay, I can go," Weilan said.
"Are you sure? Those reporters can be very hurtful when they speak."
