In addition, An Ran ran after Gong Ji, which attracted passers-by to pause, because that scene was very funny.

"Enough trouble, no ?!!" Luo Cheng endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help but step forward to block An Ran's way.

Chasing his wife in public, is An Ran too friendless and moral? At this moment, Luo Cheng forgot one thing, An Ran didn't know that he and Gong Ji were husband and wife.

"L.A., you get out of the way, I can't let you take her. I decided to chase her, if you take her, you have to run to your company to chase her, I'm afraid to bother you. I know your principle, you are not allowed to fall in love during work hours, so it is better for you to let her stay here. At most, you're going to find a reporter, right, I'll let the most famous reporter in the city be your ......."

Before An Ran could finish speaking, Los Angeles strode past him.

At this time, Li Zheng drove over, Gong Ji got into the car as a matter of course, and Luo Cheng then caught up. When Enron wanted to catch up, the sedan had already driven away and soon disappeared from Enron's sight.

"**!" An Ran cursed and kicked the air again.

It was not easy to catch Gong Ji, but he let that woman from under his nose, he was unwilling!

After a few curses, An Ran turned back to the office building, went straight to the editor-in-chief and asked, "Where is the address of the palace reporter?"

The information he checked did not mention Gong Ji's residence, and it was he who arrested Gong Ji in the magazine.

"I didn't write where she lived. A few days ago, I heard that she had lived in the house of building materials tycoon Yun Haotian, as for where she lives now, she has to ask herself. The editor-in-chief replied truthfully.

An Ran frowned slightly, and after folding out of the office building, he dialed the phone number of his personal secretary Zhang Na: "Help me thoroughly investigate a person, her name is Gong Ji, find out all her information, I will send it to my office in two hours!"

"Yes, Mr. An!" Zhang Na replied respectfully.

Enron returned to Ann's president's office, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes in contemplation. Gong Ji, a man as good as him, can't see it, is that woman having some hidden disease that can't see the light?

Could it be that she can't become a woman that Gong Ji likes?!

Zhang Na quickly found the information that An Ran wanted and put it in front of An Ran.

An Ran took a closer look at the woman's information and found that there was still no address of Gong Ji on the information.

"Why don't you have the address of the palace reporter?" An Ran asked coldly, looking at his right-hand secretary. Zhang Na is not the glamorous type he likes, she is very good at doing things, she can handle everything he explains, and she is not a vase.

"I sent a private detective to investigate, but I couldn't find Gong Xi's address. In this way, let the detective take Mr. An to follow the palace reporter today, so that you can know where the palace reporter lives. Zhang Na came up with an idea.

"It works. Find the best detective agency in town, I don't need a straw bag to do things for me, get out. An Ran waved her hand and motioned for Zhang Na to leave. Zhang Na left in response to the call and dealt with the matter that An Ran confessed.

After Gong Ji got into Luocheng's car, Luocheng didn't speak, the atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing, and Gong Ji shrank in the far corner of the car. It's okay if Luo Cheng doesn't speak for the rest of her life, so she doesn't have to be shabu by him.

It's just that it backfired, and Luo Cheng quickly swept his eyes to her, and opened his lips lightly: "You didn't dare to look at me if you did something wrong, right?"

"No!!" Gong Ji replied in a sonorous voice, straightening her sitting posture.