President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

It's just a swear, Dad Chu doesn't care at all.

He raised four fingers and began to swear, "I'm telling the truth, if you lie, let me go to jail immediately."

"Since Papa Chu is willing to go to jail, please go ahead." Bao Sibai made an invitation gesture.

"I would like to, but I have to have a chance." Father Chu sneered.

Bao Sibai nodded, "The opportunity, isn't it here?"

As he spoke, he pouted and motioned Father Chu to look behind him.

It was just a simple movement, but Chu's father felt chills down his spine, and he didn't even dare to turn his head away.

It was Xuanyuan Qing who turned her head away first.

She looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief, her voice was trembling and fearful, "Dad... Brother... What, how did you do it, it's impossible!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Father Bo supported Patriarch Xuanyuan, who was covered in injuries and dripping with blood, and walked up the stage step by step.

It was only a short distance of 50 meters, but Patriarch Xuanyuan stopped several times in a daze, and it took a full 3 minutes before he barely walked to the stage.

Without any description, it is enough for people to know how badly he was hurt.

"Xiaoqing," Father Bo's body was also covered in blood, but it was all rubbed on Patriarch Xuanyuan's body, "I'm very disappointed in you."

Xuanyuan Qing can do anything, but how can she kill her father.

Really dizzy!

Patriarch Xuanyuan shook his head with difficulty, without looking at Xuanyuan Qing, raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed to the microphone.

If he wanted to speak, Father Chu was sentenced to death on the spot!

The master of ceremonies was very kind, and quickly handed over the spare microphone, and turned the volume to the maximum.

The Xuanyuan family advocated opening their mouths and wanted to speak.

His toothless mouth opened, and it was full of festering flesh, which again caused the reporters to snap wildly.

Some daring reporters even started to ask, "Patriarch Xuanyuan, may I ask why you are in such a mess? Did someone kill you?"

"Just now Mr. Qing looked at you with fear in his eyes, does that mean that she is the one who hurt you?"

"Patriarch Xuanyuan, please answer!"

……

Facing the questions from the crowd, Patriarch Xuanyuan's face remained unchanged even though he was weak.

Insisting on handing the microphone to his mouth, he was ready to speak.

Xuanyuan Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She stepped forward and snatched the microphone away, smashing it hard on the ground.

There was a loud bang and the ear-piercing sound of electric current from the microphone, making everyone on the field cover their ears with pained expressions on their faces.

"Enough!" Xuanyuan Qing looked at Patriarch Xuanyuan angrily, "Do you have to force me to death to be satisfied!"

She has nothing, and now she finally wants to live for herself.

Why is Patriarch Xuanyuan just not willing to give himself a chance!

"Xiaoqing, you are so wrong." Patriarch Xuanyuan's voice was full of disappointment.

He really didn't know how his good daughter became like this.

But Xuanyuan Qing didn't realize what was wrong with her at all.

She sneered, "I'm so wrong? What's wrong with me? You are patriarchal. You never gave me the best since you were a child. You let me give up everything to my brother."

The toys she had when she was a child, when she grew up, she entered the company, and even the position of heir, all belonged to Father Bo. Even if she stepped on Father Bo, Patriarch Xuanyuan was thinking about Bo Sibai.

Even though Bao Sibai never showed up at that time, it is still unknown whether he is alive or not, and whether he can recognize each other!

All of this was caused by Patriarch Xuanyuan.

He was wrong, he was so wrong!