Murong Wu, who had passed away for ten years, returned to the public eye again, which naturally caused an uproar, but for those who experienced the turmoil more than a month ago, it seemed to be a reassurance, and the hanging heart finally Relaxed.

Regarding Xu Gang's words, naturally no one would doubt it, because no one would be so stupid as to spit out the fat they just got, so there is only one possibility, and that is that the real Murong Wu is back.

Xu Gang's touching opening remarks firmly captured the hearts of the reporters and caught the attention of the public. It could be said to be a head start. Sitting in the audience, Murong Wu looked coldly at Xu Gang, who thought he was perfect, and sneered in her heart. After Xu Gang finished speaking, he politely invited Murong Wu to the stage.

Facing almost the same questions from reporters, Murong Wu replied uniformly: "I don't want to talk about what happened in the past ten years, but I'm happy to share the cause and effect of this incident with you."

"Mom, do you really want to unplug it?" The soft voice came from a little girl.

"Of course, if he doesn't die, we will die!" It was a woman's voice, which sounded familiar.

"But, my brother is very good to me."

"What's so good, he's also a child of Murong's family, why should he and that little slut Murong Wu have so many stars, while we can only live under the fence!"

There was a pause for a while, and then it was the woman's voice: "Yuanyuan, as long as he and Murong Wu are dead, then the Murong family will be ours."

There was a long silence.

"Brother, don't blame me, you are also father's son, you are the young master everyone admires, and I can only live in your shadow, why!"

This time it was a man's voice.

"Murong Liang, don't blame me, I just take back what belongs to me."

"Murong Liang, why are we brothers? I'll be a good person to the end and let your family reunite in hell. How about it?"

Next, there was a burst of wild laughter.

Laughing insanely.

Even for those who have heard these conversations once, hearing them again can be eerie.

This conversation spread across the country in an instant with the live broadcast. As the end of the year approached, the supposedly bustling street suddenly cooled down. No matter how cold it was, it couldn't beat the treacherous hearts.

Then came a video, a video that no one had seen before.

In the video, a man of medium stature is leading a little girl, but he can’t see what it looks like. I just feel that the atmosphere between the two is a bit harmonious. The man leads the little girl deep into the jungle and hands it over to another person. , I don’t know what they said, the man turned and left, even though the girl cried and cried, he never stopped, the video ended in the girl’s desperate eyes```````

This video can't explain anything, but today, it is obviously very meaningful.

Not only the hall, but everywhere where the live broadcast was seen, there was silence.

Murong Wu watched the video with cold eyes. Whether it was audio or video, they were all post-production by her, but even so, she still felt the same way.

"Is there anything else you want to ask, reporters?" Murong Wu asked with a light smile.

After a long time, a reporter finally asked the first question: "Since Miss Murong has these evidences, what are you going to do with them?"

"The owner of this conversation is already where they should be." Murong Wu answered whether she didn't care, as if it had nothing to do with her.

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