My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 140 Facing the Scandal

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Chapter 140: Chapter 140 Facing the Scandal

Su Xuan awkwardly stood on the floor, his heart also twitching erratically. What grudge did Lin Mengru have with him in a past life that in this life, every time he was about to do something good, she would mess it up?

"Ah, what happened, why do you also have to leave?" Su Xuan, completely clueless, turned around and said to Bai Xue.

"Why, didn’t you hear what that girl just said? She said our affair has hit the TV. If I don’t leave now, I bet those paparazzi will find your place soon," Bai Xue said, hurriedly getting dressed without looking directly at Su Xuan.

"Hey, I thought it was something serious. Let them come, what’s there to be afraid of? You are my woman, I want to see what they can do to you!"

Having always been in the army, Su Xuan wasn’t aware of too many gossip scandals nor did he know the impact they could have on a celebrity!

If people knew that this popular female star, Bai Xue, was with him, who completely looked like a construction worker, who knows what storm it could stir in her career!

Moreover, right now Qian Hengtong was looking for trouble with Bai Xue. If he was slightly careless, he guessed Bai Xue’s career would be completely over.

"Of course, they can’t do anything to me. Forget it, you wouldn’t understand the entertainment industry. I’m heading out first, let’s keep in touch. I’ll write my phone number for you on the desk," Bai Xue said as she bent down and began writing on the desk.

"Aren’t you afraid that White Pig will come after you again," Su Xuan suddenly realized and turned around, grinning cheekily at Bai Xue.

Upon hearing this, Bai Xue also suddenly calmed down and slowly sat in the chair.

"No worries, rest assured. If that White Pig dares to touch a single hair on you, I’ll slaughter him," Su Xuan came over and patted Bai Xue’s shoulder.

"But..." Bai Xue looked helpless as she looked at Su Xuan with her big beautiful eyes.

Although she believed that Su Xuan’s Kung Fu was powerful, after all, he was just a common man. How could he fight against Qian Hengtong! In this world, power always trumps brute force.

Elsewhere.

Mad Dog lay unconscious in a pool of blood and was later taken to the hospital. Upon waking up and realizing one of his hands was gone, he was filled with rage, "Su Xuan, I must have my revenge!" Mad Dog, with a vicious look, lay in the hospital bed muttering in his mind.

"Boss, your phone?" At that moment, a hooligan with dyed yellow hair pushed the door open and came in.

"Hello, who is it!" Mad Dog took the phone and spoke angrily.

"You damn Mad Dog, you are really a good-for-nothing! So many people and you couldn’t even hold onto one person. How are you handling things!"

"Secretary Chen, it wasn’t like that. That man was too powerful. My men and I were injured, and I even lost a hand..." Although Mad Dog was furious inside, he still didn’t dare to offend Secretary Chen, who was a favorite of Qian Hengtong a year ago. He clearly understood that offending him would cut off his future opportunities.

"Hmm, you’re just trying to claim credits for work undone. You deserved to get hurt. I’m giving you three more days to bring Bai Xue to me, or else, I will make you pay," Secretary Chen spoke viciously.

"Secretary Chen, you can’t speak like this. After all, my brothers and I worked hard, and I even lost a hand. This way of speaking is too inconsiderate," Mad Dog looked at his severed hand and his stomach filled with rage.

"Don’t give me nonsense. You have no face in front of me, so don’t talk about saving face. If you can’t handle Bai Xue and that Su Xuan in three days, you know the consequences," Secretary Chen said fiercely and hung up the phone.

"Bullying others because you have a backer, I’ll make you pay sooner or later," Mad Dog said in anger and threw his phone out. It smashed into pieces on the ground.

"Boss, what happened?" The yellow-haired young man who had brought the phone heard the commotion and pushed the door open again.

"Leg, go find out the details about someone named Su Xuan. After you do, take some brothers with guns and deal with him for me!" Mad Dog instructed.

This Leg was a trusted confidant and military advisor to Mad Dog. He hadn’t accompanied Mad Dog to pursue Bai Xue yesterday. "Yes, Boss, I’m on it."

"Remember, leave no survivors. I want his life as compensation for my hand!"

"Miss Bai Xue, may I ask who is this person by your side?" A bunch of reporters, seemingly coming from nowhere, rushed forward with microphones eager to interview Bai Xue; a small-sized reporter asked the question closest to Bai Xue.

Considering Bai Xue’s safety, Su Xuan decided to escort her home himself, but halfway there, they were surrounded by these reporters.

"Is he the mysterious boyfriend reported on TV?" another reporter asked, extending the microphone.

While Bai Xue had no interest in dealing with these reporters, merely walking forward with her head down and wearing a mask,

"Yes, Bai Xue is my girlfriend, and I am her mysterious boyfriend," Su Xuan, walking alongside, suddenly stopped and cheekily answered the reporters’ questions, causing Bai Xue to panic internally.

"Su Xuan," Bai Xue’s big, beautiful eyes bulged as she stared at Su Xuan, grabbing his clothes trying to lead him away.

However, Su Xuan had no intention of moving; despite Bai Xue using a lot of force, he didn’t budge and even pulled Bai Xue into his arms, saying to the reporters, "Don’t you think we make a good match!

Ha ha, considering your outfit, sir, you really don’t seem like Miss Bai Xue’s boyfriend. May I ask what do you do for a living?" The reporters, finding Su Xuan’s behavior amusing, judged him by his attire and assumed he was a worker, just like Bai Xue.

"Ha, I am a proud security guard," Su Xuan hugged even tighter. No matter how much Bai Xue struggled, it was no use; she could only lower her head and listen to Su Xuan’s rambling.

Wow.

Sounds of amazement came from the crowd.

"Can I ask what your monthly salary is?" The reporter was becoming more interested in this man.

"Not much, two thousand."