Chapter 172

The hotel room is quiet.

The curtain that has not been closed completely, a ray of light penetrates in, weak and slight, can only vaguely see the outline of the room furnishings.

"Three... Three brothers?" Song Fengwan took a breath, and there was a smell that didn't belong to him.

Back against the cool wall, he whole person close to, imprison her body, close to the heat, fell on her face, gentle and hot.

He slightly close, slightly cool nose rub in her face.

"Late, late."

"Well?" In the late Song Dynasty, the whole person was close to him and did not dare to move.

"Your face is so hot. It's like a fever."

Song Fengwan bit his lip, "you are too close."

She reached out and tried to push her away. Her hands fell on his chest and he held them down.

Through the down jacket, it seems that you can feel the heart beating.

The palms are getting hot.

"Did you miss me?" Rub the tip of the nose, gently touch the skin, palpitating, "huh? Do you think so? "

"You let me go first." Song Feng's voice became more and more soft and delicate in the late Song Dynasty. They were close to each other to dispel the chill, which made them more tender and ambiguous.

Fu Chen looked at his lips in the dim light, and his throat rolled.

It's a little hot and dry.

"You move away first, it makes me uncomfortable..." song Fengwan pushes him away in a hurry, and his body pulls away half an inch

As soon as she felt relieved, she felt more comfortable, but someone suddenly grabbed her hand, pressed it over her head, and forced her body to come over

"Three... Well --"

Drown in silence.

Press her lips, and for deep, so close, also enough for her palpitations.

Fu Shen pecked at her lips, and song Fengwan's heart beat disorderly, and his little face flushed.

"Late, sorry." Fu chencuo starts, pastes in her ear, the low voice grinds.

Apologizing?

What's the way?

"I can't help it."

In the late Song Dynasty, his blood was surging up and he was very angry.

And someone has left, picked up the room card on the ground, inserted into the groove, with the click of power connection sound, the whole room is as bright as day.

"Don't stand at the door. Come in and sit down." Fu Shen looked at the room. It was a simple small apartment, two bedrooms.

He conveniently took song Fengwan's examination supplies to the table.

Song Fengwan was so angry that his house belonged to him.

"Where's your cell phone?" Fu Shen suddenly reached out to her.

"Well?"

"Just now, I didn't mean that the power is running out. I'll charge it for you. You go to change your clothes first, and I'll take you to dinner."

Song Feng painted all day late, but he inevitably rubbed some paint on his body.

As soon as she felt out her mobile phone, she saw a wechat content.

Langli xiaobailong: [sister, I've seen all the news. Don't be afraid. If you have anything to do, I can help you!]

"Give me your cell phone?" Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

Song Fengwan felt that something was wrong from last night. She said that after the exam today, she had a barbecue with Qiao Aiyun. Even Fu Chen came to Yuncheng, and Duan Linbai said that.

She immediately turned on her mobile phone, although her various software push was turned off, but a little bit on, there were still all kinds of headlines.

The news that Qiao Aiyun was going to hold a press conference immediately came out, and the following links to the whole story emerged one after another

"Late, late." Fu Chen looked at her and knew that she could not hide it.

Song Fengwan held his mobile phone and watched it for five or six minutes before he straightened things out.

"He did it?" She looked at Fu Chen and asked for an answer.

"Aunt Yun doesn't want you involved. She's already dealing with it. Someone will help her. Don't worry about that."

"I just want to go and have a look and let me wait here?" She's going to be crazy.

Looking at her anxious appearance, Fu Chen reached out and touched her hair. "The press conference hasn't started yet. You go to change your clothes. I'll take you there."

Song Feng ran to the bedroom with his feet raised. He changed his coat, but the zipper didn't close. He ran out in a hurry, "OK, let's go."

"It didn't start. Don't be in such a hurry." Fu Shen bent down to help her fasten the zipper. He kindly helped her put on the scarf and whispered, "it's an adult's business. No matter what happens later, don't be impulsive."

"Well." Song Fengwan nodded seriously and pulled Fu Chen out.

This man is a real grindstone.

**

Huamao Hotel

The press conference has not yet started, the scene has been full of people, the media occupy a good position, set up equipment, adjust the lens, waiting for Qiao Aiyun to appear.

Around 7:50, Qiao Aiyun and Geng Ying, escorted by two security guards, stepped onto the stage of the press conference.

The lens was focused and the flash lasted about five or six minutes.

"Did yutangchun sell fake goods or not, which ruined Qiao's reputation all his life. Are you ashamed?"

"The photo is true. You divorce your current husband and live with other men at the same time. Are you ashamed?" Reporters are always all pervasive, and I don't know where to find out the photos of Yan Wangchuan going in and out of her unit building.

"Can you clean your mouth? She hasn't spoken yet. If you want to do something, get out of here. "

There are also reporters who come to watch. They can't hear the foul language and can't help but stop it.

"If you help her like this, she won't invite you."

"The press conference didn't start, you are here with rhythm, I think you have a bad intention."

……

At the moment, song Jingren is at the scene, hiding in the corner.

"Mr. Song, let's go." Secretary Zhang is very nervous. If someone finds out, it's over.

Every thief has a guilty heart. Besides song Jingren, he knows the best.

"What's the hurry? I want to see what else she can do when things get to this point?" Song Jingren is wearing a mask. His eyes are fierce and evil, and there are bruises in the corners of his eyes.

"But..." Secretary Zhang blocked his face for fear of being recognized.

"I want to see her ruined, want to take my things, but also made a Yan Wangchuan to deal with me, really when I bully?"

And now

Fu Chen and song Fengwan have arrived on the second floor of the hotel. There is a main control room here, which is responsible for the stage lighting of the press conference. You can clearly see what is happening under the stage.

**

8:00 p.m

Geng Ying patted the microphone, "OK, please be quiet. Our press conference is about to start."

Everyone be quiet, waiting for Qiao Aiyun to speak.

She tried the microphone, "first of all, thank you for coming out for me on such a cold day. The most important thing of this conference is to clarify one thing."

"One thing? Ms. Joe, shouldn't it be two? Fake? Cheating? " Reporters can't wait.

"It's impolite of you to interrupt like this." Qiao Aiyun narrowed her eyes. Today, she was wearing a black shirt with white inside. Her hair was curled up. She was sharp and capable. She felt very sharp.

"If there's another time, I'll have you out at once."

"Since I have appeared in public, I will give you an account of everything. I respect the public, so I will hold a press conference. During this period, please give me some respect."

Qiao Aiyun is calm and generous, speaking slowly.

Just now a couple of people who jumped over the wall in a hurry were embarrassed to yell with her.

"First of all, let's talk about the fake goods in yutangchun last night. I know that everyone doesn't believe what I said, so I invited the person who smashed the shop at that time."

People think that Qiao Aiyun may be tearful explanation, did not expect to enlarge the move.

Just jump to the party section.

A woman in her forties, escorted by two security guards, stepped onto the stage. She was very plain dressed. Facing the camera, she was nervous and nervous. Her hands were hanging on both sides. She kept pulling her clothes and her eyes were in a panic.

"I believe everyone knows this man." Qiao Aiyun invited her to his side, "is one of the people who smashed yutangchun at that time."

"Last night, a total of five people were taken away by the police. One of the children was under age and inconvenient to be detained. She was the mother of the child and the person who went to the store to buy jade bracelets that day."

"She didn't do it or participate in the smashing. I contacted the police station and bailed her out."

Qiao Aiyun gave a brief introduction.

"Now, can you tell us what happened?"

The woman, clutching the receiver with trembling fingertips, spent the night at the police station, haggard and bloodless.

"I have told the police that it has nothing to do with our family. It's someone who gives us money to make trouble. He said that after it's done, the most we can do is to be locked up for a few days and give us a million."

Reporter: "who said that?"

"Song Jingren!" She said it with great certainty.

There was an uproar.

Song Jingren hides in the corner, and is even more furious.

It's just bullshit.

"Mr. Song, calm down." Secretary Zhang is holding him, and now he's gone.

The reporter asked, "how can you be sure it's Mr. Song?"

The woman licked because of tension, slightly dry mouth, "before he wanted to recognize illegitimate daughter, everywhere is news, the whole Cloud City who don't know him, ah, although he was wearing sunglasses that day, I recognized it at a glance."

Song Jingren almost fainted.

It was really his idea to have a wedding reception and vigorously publicize. On the day of meeting, he was wearing sunglasses. Who ever thought the woman's eyes were so hot.

Reporter: "so you mean, Mr. Song, hire your family at a high price and go to yutangchun maliciously to do damage?"

"I don't know what yutangchun is. He sent someone to take us there and let us do what he said."

Reporter: "then why do you stand up and bite him? Conscience or did Ms. Qiao give you a higher price? "

Qiao Aiyun heard this, did not say a word.

"He lied to us first. He said that as long as we compensate for the loss, our family will be fine. Now they want to sue us and say that they want me to go to jail and send my son to the less Reform Institute. This is not the same as what he said at all."

The woman was very angry when she mentioned this.

Reporter: "there's no basis for your eloquence. You have to provide us with evidence. Otherwise, who will believe you?"

"Evidence?" The woman's eyes glanced wildly, as if in a panic.

"If there is no evidence, you can't constitute a charge at all. Everyone knows that their husband and wife are divorcing and sharing property. Who knows if it's true or not?" The reporter made a reasonable guess.

"Leave me a number. I've been trying to contact them since I came out. I can't find anyone." Shivering, the woman took her cell phone out of her pocket.

As if eager to prove that he was not lying, he dialed the phone directly.

It's very quiet, waiting for the call.

But I didn't want to hear a ringtone from the back of the venue.

As soon as they turned around, they saw a man with a mobile phone in a panic. When he wanted to turn it off again, it was too late.

"This is Mr. Song!" A reporter recognized the man with a mobile phone at a glance, and song Jingren was on his side.

"Secretary Zhang? How did they come here? " Secretary Zhang is responsible for arranging many matters for song Jingren and often deals with the media. Most reporters know him.

Song Jingren never thought that he would expose himself in such a way that he was so angry.

This stupid thing, the cell phone is muted.

"That's them!" The woman excitedly points at Song Jingren.

Qiao Aiyun chuckles, "Song Zong, since people are here, why are you hiding there, please."

Song Jingren is now in a dilemma. If the matter is not solved, these reporters will not let him go. He can only step on the stage with a stiff head.

……

Geng Ying delivers microphones to song Jingren and Secretary Zhang respectively.

"He is the one who instigated me. It really has nothing to do with me. Don't sue me or my son." The woman pulled Qiao Aiyun's clothes and began to push the pot.

"Don't talk nonsense. When did I send you to smash people's shops?"

"He gave me the number." When the woman saw that he didn't agree, she was a little worried and pointed to Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang was so scared that he didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, song Jingren is particularly calm, "a bunch of nonsense, Qiao Aiyun, I think you are crazy, you give her Xiao Zhang's phone, deliberately to frame me?"

"Do you find that things can't be cleaned up, so you come out to me and slander me?"

"We've had a fight. You really have to do everything to win the divorce lawsuit!"

Song Fengwan stood in the main control room and his eyes were red with anger when he heard this.

How mean!

It's shameless.

"So what do you want to do when you're here today?" Qiao Aiyun is not impatient.

"After all, we have been husband and wife for more than 20 years. You are merciless to me. I can't be unjust. I want to see if you need any help. Who ever thought..."

Song Jingren looks distressed.

After all, the woman's words are not enough to be believed.

"I have reported this matter to the police, and the police have investigated it. At that time, the high imitation jade bracelet that the family brought to the store has also been sent for testing."

"When the bracelet was taken to the store, the family felt guilty and didn't dare to let my employees touch it. Except for their fingerprints, it seems that there is something else on it. If you don't know it at all, you won't collect any of your information, will you?"

The surface of bracelet is smooth. If it is not clean, it is easy to leave sebum.

"According to her testimony, the police have been monitoring the places where you meet. Now Skynet is so developed, there should be good news soon."

"If you have a clear conscience, you might as well give me the microphone in your hand now. I think there are fingerprints on it. Now go to the police station for detection."

Song Jingren did not move, only heard a "Bang --" sound, harsh sound of electricity resounded throughout the venue.

It turned out that the microphone in Secretary Zhang's hand would become a fatal evidence. In a panic, the microphone fell to the ground with a loose finger.

Geng Ying was standing on the side and was about to bend down to pick up the microphone when Secretary Zhang pushed it away.

"Xiao Zhang, you are different from Song Jingren. You are an ordinary wage earner. If something goes wrong, you will be dragged out of the pot and arrested for several years, and your life will be over."

Qiao Aiyun chuckles.

"President Song -" Secretary Zhang shuddered, "I don't want to... I..."

Song Jingren turns around and slaps him.

Secretary Zhang staggered and fell to the ground.

"She's just bluffing you, don't you see? Fool, what nonsense? "

Secretary Zhang took time out of his mind and looked at all the cameras and flashlights aiming at him. He was even more flustered.

Reporters are not stupid. They are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if they don't do bad deeds. Qiao Aiyun really exaggerates when he says this. If they don't become thieves, they don't have to be afraid at all.

"Qiao Aiyun, if you have the ability, take out the evidence. Don't play tricks here!" Song Jingren was so angry that he could not come forward to strangle her.

Qiao Aiyun took out a USB flash drive from her pocket and walked up to him. "There is the information I checked with a private detective a few hours ago, including the video surveillance of your meeting with the family, which appeared in a small restaurant in the south of the city."

"If I had only such a witness, how dare I open a press conference?"

"Song Jingren, at the end of his life, you have a hard tongue. You are not related to this family, but you meet in private. Do you really want me to make the video public and let you explain it well?"

Song Jingren chuckled, "nonsense, when did I meet them in the south of the city?"

"Where is that?"

"We are in the city..." Qiao Aiyun asked too urgently, did not give him time to think, song Jingren almost blurted out, and he was born to swallow back.

The reporter took a cool breath.

Finished, completely exposed.

Qiao Aiyun directly threw the U disk in his face, "it's really shameless."

"You -" Song Jingren was so angry that he reached out to hit her.

He used the method of provocation to cheat him.

"If you dare to touch me today, so many reporters are here. If you are not guilty, you will fight!"

Song Jingren was so angry that he trembled all over. He raised his hand in the air, but he didn't dare to fall.

It is Qiao Ai Yun to raise a hand, blunt his face is ruthless.

"Pa --"

The slap is clear and loud.

"I know you so well. I'm sure you'll come. I really don't have any evidence of meeting you? So what? "

Things happen too soon, Qiao Aiyun no time to check evidence, is to seek the police, also need time, this move is very dangerous.

She still won.

"You also said that we have been married for many years, and you know better than me whether your hands are clean or not? Do you really think I don't understand something you do? "

"I don't think it's hard for you to turn over all your life."

**

Fu Chen was standing in the central control room, his tongue against his cheek.

He thought that Qiao Aiyun's chips were empty handed, but if he didn't know enough about song Jingren, he couldn't do it.

Song Jingren is still too conceited.

The woman is so cruel that she can't be provoked.