After the flash marriage, Mr. Jiu, your wife seduced Li Wanyi and Song Yubai

Li Wanyi stopped not far away and looked at the scene in front of him quietly, his eyes full of indifference.

Teng Yueru looked very painful, "I don't know. I'm just a poor man whose husband passed away. I don't know anything about the rest."

The reporter did not intend to give up and continued to ask, "Ms. Teng, there are now crazy rumors on the Internet that Mr. Li's sudden death is related to the Song family. It is also said that the Song family is actually the leader of money laundering. After blaming your husband, the matter was exposed, and then he was Do you know about killing someone in prison? Can you respond to us?"

Hearing this, Song Yubai's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked at Li Wanyi's face next to him. He saw nothing strange on her face, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Teng Yueru's face was stained with tears, "I really don't know this. I was the first to know that something happened to my husband, so I rushed over immediately."

Li Ranran said dissatisfiedly, "My mother doesn't know anything about other things. Don't embarrass her. But if there is such a thing, no matter who the other person is or what position he is in, as long as he is the murderer of my father, I will do whatever it takes to get justice for my dad."

The reporter spoke sharply, "Even if that person is your sister's lover, will you not hesitate?"

Li Ranran said with firm eyes, "Yes, no matter who it is."

"What are you arguing about here?" Song Yubai's sonorous voice sounded, his tone full of displeasure.

There was a clear trace of shock on Teng Yueru's face, "Xiaoyi, you're here."

Li Wanyi's face was full of indifference and alienation, and he didn't even bother to address him, "Where is my dad?"

"Li Wanyi, you still dare to come!?" The moment Li Ranran saw her, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said angrily, "You just came, and you brought him with you? Do you know about dad's death? Is it probably related to the Song family?"

Everyone turned their heads following the sound, and a flash of light flashed in their eyes when they saw Song Yubai. They were worried that they couldn't find him, but now he actually showed up at their door.

More than a dozen reporters rushed over and pointed their microphones at Song Yubai and Li Wanyi.

"Miss Li, there are rumors on the Internet that the Song family is the murderer of your father. What do you think of this?"

"Master Jiu, can you give a detailed response? Do you know about this?"

Li Wanyi's eyes were cold and calm, and he kept silent.

Song Yubai raised his back teeth and suppressed his anger in his clear voice, "Stop shooting! Get out of here!"

The reporters were startled by this sudden voice. They looked at me and I looked at you. They were stunned for a moment and were at a loss.

It was clear that the interview subjects were camera-unafraid and more grumpy than they expected.

But reporters are not vegetarians. With the keen sense of smell of paparazzi, a reporter once again raised the microphone and asked, "Ms. Li, if it is finally found that your father's death is indeed related to the Song family, will you divorce?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Yubai's lips curled up, a low laugh escaped from his throat, and he hooked his hands, "Come here, I'll tell you."

When the reporter saw that there was something going on, he hurriedly switched from Li Wanyi to Song Yubai, with the microphone pointed at him.

"I will leave you, uncle!" Song Yubai roared, his whole body exuding a clear murderous aura, and everyone present couldn't help but shudder.

The next second, a cold fist fell firmly on the male reporter's face.

"Ah!" the male reporter exclaimed and received a heavy punch in the face. Instantly, the blood in his nose surged out and dripped onto the white marble floor.

He subconsciously protected the camera in his hand and looked at him in disbelief, "How dare you hit someone in a public place?"

Not only the male reporter did not expect it, but the others also did not expect that no matter what happened, Song Yubai was still a public figure, and his words and deeds might be amplified and affect the company's stock price.

Even though there were rumors that Song Yubai was the 'King of Hell' in Songcheng, no one thought that he would dare to hit a reporter in public.

Before everyone could recover, a second punch followed. Song Yubai, with a heavy anger on his face, punched the male reporter in the face hard again.

Then, he pressed his knee against his stomach with great force.

The male reporter had no room to fight back. He was severely beaten and lay on the ground, still holding onto the camera in his arms.

Li Wanyi slowly knelt down and asked, "Whose reporter is this?"

The male reporter's mouth was full of blood, and he said tremblingly, "Shi Shi Times Film and Television Media."

Li Wanyi opened her lips lightly, "I admire your professionalism, but I very much disagree with your professional ethics. Look up and see where this place is?"

The male reporter grimaced in pain and hesitated to speak.

Li Wanyi's eyes were extremely cold, and she grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at the three bright characters, 'Morgue'.

"Keep your eyes open and look at these words. This is a morgue! To put it bluntly, it's a morgue. You should know that the deceased is already dead, right? Even people with serious crimes don't have to go to a place like this. Come on? What’s more, my dad is very likely to be wronged. Aren’t you afraid that you will be killed if you don’t come back? As long as you chase me at the gate for interviews, I won’t think you are so hateful. "

She almost said the last words through gritted teeth.

She is also a reporter, but for the first time, she hates this profession so much and hates all reporters who have no professional ethics and no bottom line.

Li Wanyi stretched out a hand and said, "Bring the camera."

The male reporter just now reluctantly handed over the phone.

The moment Li Wanyi got the camera, she slammed it on the ground, "Everyone here today, I don't care what you say when you go out or how you arrange the Li family, but you can't take away any of your cameras."

After Li Wanyi finished speaking, more than twenty bodyguards rushed out from the surrounding area, taking away all the cameras one by one, and all the reporters were cleared out.

The male reporter who was beaten was finally carried away by two bodyguards in black, and the corridor instantly became much cleaner.

Teng Yueru's eyes were still red, "Xiaoyi, your father suddenly disappeared...how do you think this will make me and Ran Ran live?"

When Li Zheng was mentioned, Teng Yueru burst into tears.

Li Wanyi had no expression on his face, "The reporters have left, so stop pretending. Are you tired?"

Li Ranran's voice suddenly increased a bit, "Li Wanyi, why are you talking to my mother? Don't think that with a man protecting you, you can do whatever you want to humiliate my mother!"

Song Yubai's cold eyes narrowed, but his voice was unreasonable, "Don't tell me, in Songcheng, as long as I live for a day, my wife can do whatever she wants, and she can't bear it if she doesn't accept it."