Chapter 173

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

Qiao Aiyun tone is tough, Phoenix eyes burning, falling cold light, slightly looking up at Song Jingren, eyes bottom without any warmth.

At the moment, in the conference hall of Huamao Hotel, the crowd and media reporters who came to join in the fun were all wide eyed, some gaping.

For them, the Song family is a rich family in Yuncheng. They all say that rich families are in chaos and their husbands and wives turn against each other. It's the first time that they have seen each other.

Before the wedding banquet, it also involved the Fu family. It was only spread on a small scale in the upper class, and the general public knew little about it.

But now it's different. They participated in the whole process of tearing and pressing, and now they are boiling with blood.

"Lying trough, if song Jingren sent someone to do it, it would be shameless."

"Even my father-in-law's family won't let it go. I have no conscience."

"I said," how can yutangchun sell fake products? That's bullshit. "

"For more than 20 years, it's really filthy for a couple to use this kind of obscenity."

……

The discussion below is like a sound wave, rising higher and higher, as if to engulf song Jingren.

**

Being threatened and slapped by a woman in public is a great shame for a man.

Qiao Aiyun ignored him and picked up the microphone. "After what happened just now, I believe everyone knows the truth."

"Here, I assure you that all the jades of yutangchun have passed the quality inspection certification and have the certificate of qualification. If you have any questions, you can go to the industrial and commercial department to report it. If you find a fake, you will be compensated ten times."

"This time, I will go through legal procedures and safeguard my own rights and interests."

The reporter asked: "Ms. Qiao, those photos on the Internet..."

Qiao Aiyun sneers and looks at the iron blue man on his side.

"It's one thing at a time. Isn't it clear? It's someone who wants to ruin my reputation. If I have an accident, who is the biggest beneficiary? Aren't you the most clear? "

Everyone's focus is on Song Jingren.

Song Jingren's heart seems to have a stream of anger running straight to the top of his head. His face is very blue. He was hit on the side of his face just now. His bright red fingerprints can be seen faintly, red, swollen and mottled.

"Qiao Aiyun, don't pour dirty water on me!"

So far, it seems that song Jingren doesn't need to pretend again. All the dirty words are used.

"What did I say? I said, "is that you?" She squinted at him.

To be superior is to be humble.

Disdain and arrogance.

"Mr. Song, why are you so anxious to jump out?"

"What's the matter? Do you have a guilty conscience

There was a low laugh immediately below.

"Damn it, I've never seen anything dumber than that."

"The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry. Ms. Qiao didn't name her. She also said that her secretary was stupid. He was a fool."

"Is he responsible for all the photos on the Internet? This man is really doing everything for his own benefit. "

……

Song Jingren clenched his fingers and his knuckles turned white.

"Qiao Aiyun, did I forge that picture? Is it that I forced you to fight him? " Song Jingren faces the camera.

"Photo authenticity, you can take to test, in the end is true or false."

"Don't be a whore and want to build a memorial archway!"

There was an uproar.

This sentence is too vicious, or used to describe his wife.

We are not in the mood to distinguish the truth of his words, but focus on Qiao Aiyun.

I think this woman is too poor.

She stood there, her waist straight and still, but her fingers trembling with blue and white, her eyes red with anger.

Song Fengwan stood in the central control room. After hearing this, he turned and rushed downstairs.

"Late?" Fu Shen frowned.

Shifang is concentrating on watching the play. He didn't expect Song Feng to run away at the party. He didn't stop him at all

**

After a brief silence, Qiao Aiyun winks at Geng Ying.

Geng Yingcai hands him a document bag, and Yu Guang glances at Song Jingren.

Qiao Aiyun lowered her head and slowly opened the kraft paper bag.

"Originally, I didn't intend to take out these things. Now that I'm at this stage, I don't have to cover them up for you..."

She found a pile of photos from inside and put them one by one in front of the reporter's camera.

Almost all of them are intimate photos of song Jingren and all kinds of women, or from different periods. In some photos, song Jingren is still very young.

"Photos, right? I have more..."

"Qiao Aiyun, you are crazy." Song Jingren's pupil dilates and reaches for the photo.

Qiao Aiyun turns around and throws all the photos on his face.

"Hua La --" a sound, dozens of photos, boisterous, all over the floor.

The sharp edges and corners of the photo cut across his face and hurt his heart.

"Mr. Song, I'm cheating in marriage. Please explain to me who these women are."

"I was too young at that time. When you said that the company started and went out to socialize, I believed it. But you told me what kind of entertainment to climb into a woman's bed!"

"Did you drink too much? Unconscious? "

Joe Aiyun smiles.

"Do you believe that? Unconscious can be in bed with other women? Mr. Song, I really admire you

Song Jingren's side of the face was cut a long and thin wound, a drop of blood fell.

His body trembled, listening to the comments and condemnation of the people below, and his face was even more bleak and pale.

"I said, these rich people's private lives are very chaotic. They can't control their lower body. Who's to blame?"

"It's been too long for Ms. Qiao."

"Maybe it's for the sake of the family and children. Now many women are living in such a muddle along. They all turn a blind eye and think that life can continue. This time, it's heartbreaking!"

……

"It's all fake, it's all fake!" Song Jingren was furious.

"And this one?" Qiao Aiyun took out a piece of slightly yellowing paper from the kraft paper bag, which wrote a lot of things. The distance was too far, and the reporter's lens was not clear.

Handwritten half page paper, and signature fingerprints.

"You..." Song Jingren looked frightened and in a panic.

Reach for the page and try to crush it

"It's a copy anyway. Tear it."

"Qiao Aiyun, you still have this kind of thing, you..."

"Yes, it's the first time you've cheated on me. Isn't it a surprise that I still have it?" Qiao Aiyun sneered, "after that, you are really good to me, and good to wanwan. I also said that you don't have to keep this kind of thing."

"I'm still saving something for myself. If we live a good life, we'll never see the light of this thing in our life, but you want to kill me..."

"Do I have to give you a face?"

Everyone took a breath. What's so special about that? Did you write a confession?

……

Song Fengwan is walking down the stairs, quietly listening to the news of the press conference.

Every step is like stepping on the glass, it seems that everything in her memory has become fragmented

There is no way to piece together a complete picture.

His eyes were red, and his fingers were trembling. He could hardly hold the handrail.

……

**

Now, on the stage of the press conference

Song Jingren's fingers trembled and he pointed to Qiao Aiyun, "you... You are cruel."

He knew in his heart that he would be completely discredited after this incident.

"If you want to say that I faked all this, explain to you where Jiang Fengya came from?"

"That's the daughter you want to recognize? You're not going to help someone raise a daughter, are you

"She's older than later? You have to explain

Qiao Aiyun said with a bitter smile, "when I left home and started a business with you, sometimes it took two or three days to have a full meal. You said that you didn't want our children to be born at this time and suffer from it. I still think you care for your family."

"Who knows, you're out there, and even Temo's illegitimate daughter has been born!"

Qiao Aiyun raised the microphone and smashed it at his head.

Her fingers trembled and fell off his head. Instead, she hit the ground with a dull sound.

Song Jingren did not expect that Qiao Aiyun would shake out all his old friends. His lips trembled with anger. Facing the questioning eyes of the reporters below, he could not find a perfect speech.

"Song Jingren..." Qiao Aiyun face him, take a deep breath, a little calm breathing.

Song Jingren just glanced at her.

Never want to face is a slap in the face.

Many reporters have forgotten to shoot the camera and can't help regretting.

"Well done, crouching troughs!"

"Fight to death, you scum."

Some people full of righteous indignation would like to rush up and step on him.

Song Jingren's face was deflected and his mouth was slightly torn.

"When I was young, I was blinded by your sweet words. I always wanted to give you another chance. In fact, men are such things..."

"Once unfaithful, never for life."

"You owe me that slap."

Song Jingren takes a deep breath and suppresses his anger. He raises his hand to wipe the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, but he still doesn't look up

Qiao Ai Yun shakes the other hand, is mercilessly.

"Pa --" a crisp sound.

"It's a fight for Wan Wan. In order to deal with me, I used public opinion to say that she is not your daughter? You don't deserve to be his father

"Qiao Aiyun!" Song Jingren was beaten so badly that he raised his head and yelled at her.

"Don't you think I don't really beat women?"

"The last time you played late, your own daughter could do it, so I'm not the only one?" Qiao Aiyun looks scornful.

"You..."

Song Jingren clenched his fingers.

The taste of being poked at the spine is like being roasted on the fire.

Qiao Ai Yun rubbed her wrist and gave him a smile. Suddenly, she raised her hand and quickly covered her ears

Give me a slap. This time I'm the hardest.

Some reporters in the camera, can clearly see a little blood gushing from Song Jingren's mouth.

"This is for our Qiao family. Can you damage our family's reputation? Touch our house? You deserve it, too? "

Phoenix eyes frighten people and stand proud.

People seem to be used to calling her Mrs. song and Ms. Qiao. They seem to forget that she is still the only lady in the Qiao family

How beautiful the Qiao family was. As Qiao's daughter, she should have such a style.

**

When Song Feng arrived backstage in the evening, he didn't move. Suddenly, a person came out from the dark place, reached for her arm, pulled her to the corner and avoided the reporter's camera.

Fu Chen followed him all the time, striding forward and holding the man's wrist.

"Let go."

As soon as the light sweeps by, Song Feng sees the people in the dark

"Uncle Yan?"

Yan Wangchuan looked at Fu Chen, and as soon as he loosened his finger, he let go of song Fengwan's arm, and Fu chenxuan let go.

"Mr. Yan." Fu Chen calculated the time, and it was time for him to arrive. He focused on the situation of the late Song Dynasty, but did not pay attention to Yan Wangchuan at all.

They looked at each other.

Yan Wangchuan's eyes are cold: this boy has great strength.

Fu Chen stretched out his hand and pulled song Fengwan back half an inch. He was horizontal between them, full of protection.

Yan Wangchuan ignored him and continued to stare at the stage.

How could Fu Lao I give birth to such a naive son.

He looked down upon Fu Chen's childish behavior, but he didn't know that he would be more childish and ridiculous than him in the future.

"When did you arrive, Mr. Yan?" Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

Yan Wangchuan looked at the stage and ignored him.

Fu Chen licked his cheek and ignored him?

That's enough.

He has a big temper.

"Uncle Yan, when did you arrive?" Song Feng saw the embarrassment in the evening and helped to break through the siege.

"When it comes to five or six minutes, don't get involved in the affairs of adults. The scene is too chaotic. Some people used to take photos and code. Now many media are live broadcasting. Don't get involved in the camera." Yan Wangchuan warned.

"I know." Song Fengwan nodded cleverly.

Is it too obvious for Fu Chen to pick eyebrows?

**

At the moment, song Jingren on the stage has been hit with fire.

Anyway, all the old men are spread out by Qiao Aiyun. He's a disgrace. He won't make her feel better.

"Oh - you've been criticizing me all the time. You'd better explain to me about those photos. Who's that man? What's so special about eating together? "

"Since you don't care, dare you tell us who he is? Let's confirm your true relationship. Just with one mouth, you can say it doesn't matter? "

"What's the name of that man, Qiao Aiyun? I bet you don't have the guts to say that!"

Qiao Aiyun did not dare.

She didn't want to involve Yan Wangchuan.

This asshole, it's mean.

Yan Wangchuan under the stage has deep eyes and slowly comes out of the shadow