Xi Zuer's lazy smile brought everyone's eyes to him-

"From the ancestors' view, the quality of this photo is not very good, and there are ink ideas everywhere. Are you really sure that you have read it wrong?"

Ink ideas?

Everyone bowed their heads to brush up the pictures of their mobile phones.

"It's true that the printing quality of newspapers in the past was too poor. There were so many red ink dots on the whole page, and they were scattered..."

"Hey, the red dot on that man's neck is not what red mole is, it is a red ink dot. Look!"

"I also think that there are such red spots on his clothes. You can't moles grow on the clothes?"

"Huh--It turned out to be a misunderstanding. I said that Young Master Gu is not that kind of person. He is so righteous to his sister, how could he bully her..."

Xi Zuer was not too sloppy and reminded two more words: "Xiaoyu's hair is relatively short, well, I often wear a blue shirt and a blue suit?"

The older generation nodded: "Yes, Lawyer Gu is a professional habit. He was dressed like this twenty years ago and has never changed. The man in the picture is so casual, with T-shirts and sweatpants, which doesn't look like Mr. Gu's style at all."

Although they are all vague details, under Xi Zuer's suggestion, they have become powerful counter-proofs.

Mr. Gu, who almost fainted, finally took a breath: "Isn't it really you did when I meet him?"

Gu Yuzhi looked at the picture and said nothing for a long time, slowly shook his head.

Gu Qiusha, who was in a tense mood, finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death, brother, it's great that you are not..."

She was already so embarrassed that if she dragged her brother into the water, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Gu Yuzhi pursed his lips, didn't say anything, and his eyes were extremely complicated.

Sasha doesn't want it to be him?

Sasha doesn't want it to be him...

Gu Bingting, holding the phone, was caught off guard and faced a sudden reversal and said in a stern voice: "Xi Zuer, isn't it? What kind of ink ideas? The original picture in my phone has no ink ideas at all!

"Then you can see it yourself."

"Look at it! I..." Gu Bingting was speechless. Damn, there were really many red ink dots in the pictures on her phone, which were not red moles at all. But she clearly remembered that the picture just now was not like this. Can Xi Zuer still remotely control her mobile phone and control everyone's mobile phones at the same time? Can she modify the picture?

This is impossible.

That is to say, this picture is originally a bunch of red ink dots, did she misread it just now?

Gu Bingting's mind was covered in mud.

I want to continue to fight.

Xi Zuer smiled: "You might as well go to the countryside of Qingcheng and ask Xi Yuanshan if it is him."

Anyway, Xi Yuanshan is already dead, haha.

Gu Bingting gritted her teeth: "I will go! Humph! This is not over!"

Xi Zuer still smiled lazyly: "In your opinion, if you reveal such a photo, you should be expelled from the house and never come back?"

Gu Bingting: "That's sure! You must get out!"

Xi Zuer smiled with satisfaction and said, "It's great. Then you get out."

What?

Let her get out?

Gu Bingting: "Funny, let me..."

The words have not ended.

Then I heard a relative exclaiming: "Look, there is another sequel to Pingting's news!"

"Forty-pound pounds of fat 2: Gu Bingting and the director's prop room have a fight for 300 rounds!"

The gossip reporter followed the clues and actually took a screenshot of the big melon between Gu Bingting and the director from the crew's surveillance video.

In the crew that had already ended late at night, the two people were rolling in the prop room, their postures and actions were quite eye-catching.
Chapter completed!