Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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"... Heavy curtains cut off all sunlight. The room was so dark that only a silhouette sitting on the sofa could be seen vaguely. The silhouette sitting on the sofa slowly opened a small box from the inside. Scooped a small spoonful of sugar into the next coffee cup, then scooped another spoonful, and finally scooped half a spoonful.

A fine silver spoon is slowly stirred in the coffee cup, and the curling coffee aroma slowly rises in the coffee cup.

The black figure casually glanced at the person lying on the carpet and took a sip of coffee lightly: "Still don't say it? Why is my mouth so hard?"

The figure raised his palm and spread his palm to the people next to it. Someone immediately put on a pair of white gloves respectfully. The figure slowly put on gloves and gradually came out of the dark corner.

The tip of the hand-made leather shoe stopped, just a short distance from the hand of the person lying on the carpet.

The figure slightly pinched his trouser legs and squatted down.

The person lying on the carpet seemed to feel a serious crisis, trembling uncontrollably, and began to shrink back desperately.

"what!!!!!"

The figure lifted his right foot and stepped directly on the back of the man's hand. The toes rolled over and over again, and it seemed that he could still hear the sound of bones breaking one by one.

The white-gloved hand picked up the tip of the man's chin. The man immediately felt deep despair from the depths of his soul. Even though the corner of his mouth was smiling, he still felt that the person in front of him was not a person, but a devil who had risen from the evil hell.

The fingers of the white gloves, stroking repeatedly on the dirty cheeks, seemed to be looking at how much value this dying man was dying.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. After all, I'm not a patient person, and you don't deserve my patience."

As soon as the voice fell, the other hand pressed the back of the man's head with lightning speed, pushing the hand with the tip of the chin aside.

With both hands, the strength is complementary, and the cervical vertebrae are momentarily broken.

Neat and clean.

The figure gently released the hand holding the head, and the person whose neck was instantly twisted off fell softly on the carpet, making a dull sound.

"Unfortunately, the carpet I changed last week."

The figure slowly stood up, slowly took off his white gloves, and threw it at the person next to him, throwing it indifferently: "Clean up a little. Ask someone to bring a new carpet."

... "

The fragment that Tang Xinyu saw before wearing the book flashed into her mind at this time.

If there is only one highlight in the whole dog blood novel, Tang Xinyu only thinks that the author's description of this villain can reflect the author's preference for this character.

In order to reflect the suspense at the beginning of the book, the author did not directly describe the villain's name or appearance, but only described how he neatly broke a man's neck when he was talking and laughing.

Tang Xinyu stared at the coffee in Mo Yifan's hand and tried his best to stabilize his emotions: "It is rare to see which man has so much sugar in his coffee."

Mo Yifan didn't notice the turbulent waves in Tang Xinyu's eyes and took a sip of coffee: "It's just a personal habit, it can't be represented, nor can it represent others."

Tang Xinyu felt that his palm was slightly sweaty: "How much sugar do you get used to?"

Mo Yifan felt that Tang Xinyu was a bit wrong. Why did he suddenly ask questions about the details of his life today?

Did Tang Xinyu compare Wang Dong, suddenly found that he was better, and determined to live a good life with himself?

The more Mo Yifan thought, the more likely this was. No matter how cold his heart was, he Yi Mofan finally waited until Tang Xinyu opened his door to him.

This is a good start.

Mo Yifan decided to do a good job.

Mo Yifan said warmly: "My habit is to add two and a half spoons."

Tang Xinyu's palm was tight, his palm slipped from the edge of the dining table to his knees, staring blankly at Mo Yifan. It was really difficult to see the weak and cold man in front of him, as the vicious and vicious man in the novel, as murderous as a broken root The villains are linked.

Tang Xinyu's lips trembled, squeezing out a sentence: "Why two and a half spoons? Not two or three spoons?"

Mo Yifan put the coffee cup back on the table, some strange Tang Xinyu was so entangled in the number of sugared spoons, so he did not know how to answer.

Mo Yifan pondered for a moment: "Why not, this is the habit when I start drinking coffee."

Tang Xinyu was silent for a while and said, "I'm a little tired. Go upstairs and sleep for a while. You drink slowly."

Mo Yifan watched Tang Xinyu's back view upstairs. His eyes fell back to the box filled with white sugar, his brows closed, as if he was thinking about a major issue concerning the life and death.

Mo Yifan, who hadn't reached a conclusion after thinking about it, called Chuan: "I ask you, what will happen if a woman's emotions are low for no reason?"

Chu An, who was taking a nap, was awakened by Mo Yifan's phone, and thought it was a matter of 100,000 anxieties. He did not expect such a problem.

Chu An didn't think much, and answered casually: "Women, it's normal to feel down for a few days a month."

Mo Yifan perseveredly asked for advice: "How many days in a month?"

Chu An really wanted to hang up the phone immediately, but he did n’t dare: "How many days can it be, isn't it just the days when I came to Great Aunt?"

Mo Yifan, who hung up the phone, thought about it, quickly opened the phone, searched the Internet and searched for the matters that the woman needs to pay attention to when she came to the aunt, and temporarily held the knowledge of evil spirits.

A bunch of muddy Tang Xin words in her mind went back to the room, she had not accepted Mo Yifan's setting.

Before, she always believed that Mo Yifan was just one of the many people in the Moh Group who competed for power. His position was opposite to Mo Lanqing, and Tang Xinyu chose to cooperate with him.

One of the most important factors is that Mo Yifan's legs are inconvenient, and there is no way to treat her in marriage. After completing her major affairs, Tang Xinyu Da Ke peacefully divorced Mo Yifan, returned to her free body, and continued to wander around happily.

But now ...

Who can tell Tang Xinyu why she has thrown a paper agreement at random, but the biggest villain in the book is bound? !

Tang Xinyu covered his head in the feather pillow.

Originally, I just thought I was dancing with the wolf, but now suddenly the fierce wolf turned into a devil, and it was just playing with fire and burning himself.

Tang Xinyu suddenly understood why Wang Dong kept stressing and asked her to recognize the true face of the people beside her. But this true face has exceeded all the scope that Tang Xinyu can predict.

A few hours ago, I still vowed in front of Wang Dong that I never regretted my choice. Well now, the speed of face-slapping came too fast, like a tornado, I can't bear it, I have nowhere to hide. I don't think about it anymore, I don't think about it anymore. I do n’t, I do n’t, I do n’t ...

Yuck Yuck, Tang Xinyu, you take it seriously! Why is it still singing?

Tang Xinyu rubbed his head on the pillow and rubbed it hard.

There was a faint fragrance on the pillow, which made Tang Xinyu's tiredness slowly climb up. Tang Xinyu began to sleep dimly, while hypnotizing himself in his heart, just sleep like this, just like this. After awakening, I found myself back in my own world, and now it is just a long dream.

Mo Yifan opened the bedroom door quietly and came to the bed gently, looking at Tang Xinyu's childlike sleep, and sighed slightly in her heart: she should be really tired today.

When Mo Yifan was about to leave, Tang Xinyu whispered slightly.

"I'm dreaming, I ... must be dreaming ..."

Mo Yifan took a quick meal and immediately turned around, probing into Tang Xinyu's direction, staring at Tang Xinyu's sleeping face, and approaching Tang Xinyu's lips inch by inch.

Mo Yifan held his breath and listened carefully.

Tang Xinyu frowned slightly, apparently experiencing something not so pleasant in his sleep. When Mo Yifan suspected that he had auditory hallucinations, he heard Tang Xinyu open the peach lips again and said a word softly.

"... the dream woke up ... I went back ..."

Mo Yifan's black and heavy eyes suddenly tightened.

He reached out to touch the back of Tang Xinyu's hand exposed outside the quilt, but was afraid to wake up to Tang Xinyu. Mo Yifan stared at Tang Xinyu, grieved and incredulous, murmured: "Are you ... also back?"

But Tang Xinyu fell into deep sleep again, and no longer spoke. Breathing evenly, the blue silk blowing on the tip of the nose rises and falls with the breath.

Mo Yifan carefully plucked away the troublesome green silk, exposing Tang Xinyu's tiny tip. Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu, and his eyes were filled with tenderness and pity that he didn't even realize: "Go to sleep, my highness. Please give me peace of mind in this life!"

Mo Yifan retreated silently as he entered the room.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the sleeping beauty on the bed, it gradually disappeared into the door gap that was slowly closed, and Mo Yifan's hand on the wheelchair armrest was held tightly.

Thanks to God's favor, he can meet, meet, and accompany Tang Xinyu again.

This time, he can never let anything hurt his beloved woman. He will take care of everything she cherishes for her, so that she can live a life freely, no longer care about any ups and downs.

Do what you love, and let me do the rest.

Mo Yifan meditated on this sentence in his heart, reached out his phone, and sent a message.

While sleeping in the room is sweet Tang Xinyu, at this time I don't know the next storm. She fell into a long dream.

In the dream, Tang Xinyu seems to have returned to his own world, but no one can see his existence. She shuttled blankly between the familiar former subordinates, trying to find a trace of her existence on the subordinates' faces.

However, nothing.

She was like a duckweed drifting with the waves, drifting around without a destination, or knowing where to go.

In Tang Xinyu's dream, a string of crystals oozed from the corners of his eyes and disappeared into the pillow.

This sleep was too long, and when Tang Xinyu woke up in a trance, the light in the room had dimmed a lot, and the day was west. Tang Xinyu propped himself up from the bed, and his body was sore and weak, as if he had lived through his life.

I kicked the slippers into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, picked up a handful of cold water and splashed it on my face. The coolness that pierced the scalp instantly awakened all the brain nerves.

The questions that pondered before going to sleep fell back into his mind.

Next, what kind of attitude should you face Mo Yifan?

When he thought of this problem, Tang Xinyu had a terrible headache. He closed his eyelids, lifted his fingers and rubbed his temples a few times, and then opened his eyes slowly after the pain had eased.

Tang Xinyu just opened his eyes, and his eyes fell directly on the mirror in front of him.

"what!"

Tang Xinyu immediately cried out silently, flicked all over, and immediately turned back against the sink, covering his sudden high-frequency beating heart.

Thinking about how to get rid of Mo Yifan's Tang Xinyu peacefully, and suddenly seeing the figure of the person in the mirror, why wouldn't he be a thief and startle?

Mo Yifan, wearing a black shirt and black trousers, was sitting in a wheelchair. He looked at Tang Xinyu, who was greatly frightened, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong? Scared you?"

Tang Xinyu slightly closed his eyelids and opened it quickly, turning back pretentiously and then washing: "Suddenly and silently appeared, just like the ghost, of course you will be scared."

Mo Yifan shrugged innocently: "The paternity test you asked me to do has already produced the result. No one has seen this result except the person who did the test."

Tang Xinyu quickly pulled off the towel and dried his face. I do n’t know if it was water droplets or cold sweat. He took the file bag passed by Mo Yifan and took it apart while walking out of the bathroom. Several thin sheets of paper were scanned at once, and Tang Xinyu's eyes fell on the identification conclusion at the very end of the document.

"The accuracy rate of the two being parents is 99.99%."

The expected result.

It may be that the relationship between Tang Ruifeng and Yang Siyu has been known for a long time, so when he saw this appraisal report, Tang Xinyu did not have any mood swings. This appraisal report is not for yourself, but for the public who has a desire to gossip about the Tang family.

I haven't started Tang Ruifeng in the past. I was worried that Tang Ruifeng would use Tongfeng Technology to operate and transfer Lintong's legal assets in marriage on the back of Lin Tong. Now I have no such concerns.

Tang Ruifeng has been kicked out of the board of directors by Tang Xinyu this morning, and Tongfeng Technology's management decision-making power is firmly in the hands of Tang Xinyu.

The blade that hung on Tang Ruifeng's neck for a long time was finally able to fall.

Tang Xinyu was about to pick up her mobile phone to contact Zhou Zichen and told her to prepare for a press conference tomorrow. Who knows, Tang Xinyu hasn't dialed out yet, Zhou Zichen called in first.

Tang Xinyu answered the call.

Zhou Zichen's voice has always been capable and direct, without being long-winded: "Mr. Tang and Tang Ruifeng are contacting official media and self-media of all sizes to prepare for a press conference at the hotel next door at seven tonight."

Tang Xinyu couldn't help but sneer: "The dog jumped off the wall in a hurry? Want the wicked to sue first?"

Looking down, gently flicking the appraisal report in his hand, Tang Xinyu said carelessly: "Move the press conference of tomorrow to the same time as Tang Ruifeng, and live broadcast the whole network for the whole process."

Zhou Zichen responded altogether, and immediately ordered to proceed.

Tang Xinyu put her cell phone and appraisal report on, and went to the cloakroom to pick the shirt tonight. Needless to say, Tang Ruifeng will definitely adopt the hard-working strategy of the old father with hardships tonight. Although Tang Ruifeng would not be so stupid as to directly accuse Tang Xinyu of being cruel and how to sacrifice his family to fight for power, there are definitely plausible words that confuse the public.

Tang Xinyu really disdain to compare with this kind of people, she is ashamed to be with this kind of scumbag.

As Tang Ruifeng loses his spirit, Tang Xinyu's speech will be brighter and brighter, and his spirit will be more exuberant. Don't be angry, Tang Ruifeng will also block his chest.

Tang Xinyu took off several dresses and compared them one by one in front of the mirror.

Mo Yifan touched the wheelchair and followed. Two fingers of his left hand pressed against his forehead, and he appreciated Tang Xinyu's beautiful dress.

Tang Xinyu thought that Mo Yifan did not exist. When he re-raised a silvery and white long skirt, Mo Yifan suddenly made a sound and gave serious suggestions: "It's better that pink skirt in your wardrobe."

Under the direction of Mo Yifan, Tang Xinyu took off the so-called "pink skirt" hanging in the corner. He was very suspicious of Mo Yifan's straight male aesthetic.

Tang Xinyu shook his pink skirt in front of Mo Yifan: "Do you think this color looks good?"

When Mo Yifan ordered handmade suits once, he ordered Tang Xinyu together. Tang Xinyu happily thanked Mo Yifan when he received the gift of the famous name, and turned around and put it in a closet.

Mo Yifan's questioning eyes on Tang Xinyu's eyes were open and calm: "One pink and one white. Since I'm going to the press conference, of course I wear bright colors."

In fact, Mo Yifan just wanted to see Tang Xinyu put on his own skirt.

Tang Xinyu: "..."

Tang Xinyu knew that Mo Yifan chose the pink skirt for this reason.

Straight-I didn't know that this is a "dead, dead, bar, bi, pink" skirt.

Tang Xinyu politely refused, picked another rosy fishtail skirt, and looked at Mo Yifan.

Mo Yifan saw that his custom pink skirt returned to the corner of the wardrobe, and was somewhat lost. He solemnly commented: "This is a little worse than the pink skirt, but it is also very good."

"It's mainly because you look good." Mo Yifan added abruptly.

Tang Xinyu resisted the twitching corner of his mouth: "I'm not seeking your opinion, I'm asking you to go out, I want to change clothes!"

Mo Yifan: "..."

The cloakroom door snapped shut, and Mo Yifan touched the tip of his almost flattened nose, silently pulled out his phone, and made a note in the notebook.

"Don't make her angry before and after and during the monthly period."

The rosy fishtail skirt sets Tang Xinyu's white skin to win the snow. The lines of the dress flowed down the breast, willow waist, and hips down, and a charming flower slowly bloomed on the calf, which was breathtaking. Tang Xinyu casually grabbed his linen curly hair in front of the full-length mirror, adding a bit of the charming and enchanting of a mature woman.

Facing the person in the mirror, the corners of the lips are slightly hooked, and the moment is fragrant.

Tang Xinyu simply used the meal, and Zhou Zichen drove over to pick it up.

Mo Yifan watched the distance of the vehicle where Tang Xinyu was riding at the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and sent a message out.

"May be chaotic tonight, protect her."

In a little while, the other side replied.

"Yes."

Mo Yifan put down his phone and added two and a half spoons of granulated sugar to the coffee cup at hand.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the cold rain that was still falling at noon had long since stopped, leaving only the wet world. No one knows when there will be another icy rain, but it does not hinder people's expectation of the spring.

Tang Ruifeng glanced at the densely packed media reporters sitting in the background, satisfied. He deliberately did not wear makeup and cleaned up his appearance. Although he was still in a suit and leather shoes, but his face was haggard, as if he had been hit hard, he still held up his spirit to hold this press conference.

Tang Ruifeng tugged at his collar, trying to make himself look decadent and tough.

With his feet on the stage, Tang Ruifeng walked to the center of the stage to sit down and adjusted the position of the microphone with the rattling camera clicks: "Dear media friends, everyone! The purpose of this press conference is that my Tang Ruifeng, Today, he officially resigned as the CEO of Tongfeng Technology and handed the torch to my daughter Tang Xinyu. I hope Tongfeng Technology can lead to a better future under her leadership. "

A reporter immediately raised his hand and asked: "Mr. Tang, may I resign from any post at Tongfeng Technology within your original plan, or ... for some other reason What about passive resignation? "

The reporter's question was tricky, but Tang Ruifeng was pregnant. Several reporters from the audience were arranged by Tang Ruifeng, who specifically asked some things that Tang Ruifeng could not directly mention.

Tang Ruifeng's face changed slightly under the high-definition lens, with a bit of trance, and his eyes were full of sadness, but it seemed to think that this was the scene of the press conference, and he immediately smiled.

Even though, Tang Ruifeng's smile is full of bitterness.

Tang Ruifeng's voice hoarse: "This is ... my daughter grew up and needs a platform to prove her ability, I just ..."

A reporter from the audience interrupted loudly: "Mr. Tang, we received reliable news that at this morning's Tongfeng Technology Conference, Miss Tang treated you regardless of his father and daughter's affection and designed to force you to withdraw from the board of directors. So, is there anything to say? "

"Mr. Tang! Mr. Tang!" Some reporters stood up anxiously. "At the previous temporary shareholders meeting of Tongfeng Technology, Miss Tang bought the shares in the bulk of the stock in order to compete with Mr. Tang for absolute control. Are the seats on the board of directors paving the way? "

"Mr. Tang! Miss Tang married Mo Shao without warning beforehand, and became the aunt of the former fiancé. Do you want to use the power of the Mo family to deal with you?"

...

For a time, the whole scene of the venue was chaotic.

The reporter's questions focused on the spearhead and aimed at Tang Xinyu to systematically find opportunities to attack his father and force his father to hand over control.

Tang Ruifeng was very happy to see the reporter's direction and to develop in the direction he expected, but he could not show half of his face, but only apologized in a very painful way: "I am very sorry, because of the differences between myself and his daughter, cited Here comes the public's attention. If these differences cause Tongfeng Technology's stock price fluctuations, I would not want to see it. Tongfeng Technology is the hard work of my life, I will do my best to protect it, even now I There is no right to speak. "

"Mr. Tang, do you admit that you have been forced out of the board this time?"

"Mr. Tang, are you accusing Miss Tang of the communique?"

"Mr. Tang! Mr. Tang! Please elaborate on the differences between Miss Tang and you. You can ignore the friendship between father and daughter."

...

Tang Ruifeng didn't answer every reporter's question, only selected questions that were in his favor.

Tang Ruifeng cleared his throat. It seemed that he was too tired to withstand the reporters ’bombardment, but he still managed to support:" No matter what differences between me and my daughter, she is my daughter. , Can not ignore the father and daughter's affection, this is not only to fulfill a father's obligations, but also to be responsible to the company's shareholders. "

Tang Ruifeng's remarks seem to protect Tang Xinyu, but actually push Tang Xinyu directly into a deeper whirlpool of public condemnation.

The father is to take care of the overall situation and protect his daughter, but the daughter is domineering and unwilling.

The reporters on the scene have already made up a large part of the giant dog's annual dog blood drama. In their hearts, the truth of the news is no longer the most critical point. In this era of information explosion, in order to sprint at the end of the year, they must find the news headlines that attract the public ’s attention.

Even if the content of the news is half mixed with water.

Tang Xinyu pressed the bluetooth in his ear and listened to the voice of the person sneaking into the venue. Tang Ruifeng's feelings were clearly conveyed to Tang Xinyu's ears through the microphone at the venue.

Zhou Zichen held an ipad, quickly searched for news keywords on the Internet, and looked up and reported: "Mr. Tang, there are now three more influential self-media outlets that have released instant messages on Weibo."

Tang Xinyu whispered lightly, leaning against the back of the chair lazily: "I want to hear the title."

Zhou Zichen hesitated for a while, and repeated the word exactly as it was retrieved: "Tang's father and daughter are fighting in the nest, and Tongfeng Technology will become a mystery in the future."

"Quan Qian lost his eyes, and the black-hearted poisonous women competed for power and profits, Chaoyang Bapo announced for you."

"Shocked, a wealthy man colluded with his husband to kill his biological father. What is the truth for?"

Tang Xinyu: "Huh? No?"

Zhou Zichen: "The page views are relatively large, that is all for now."

Tang Xinyu: "Which is the last article?"

Zhou Zichen looked at the ipad: "A self-media that has been more aggressive recently is called: Express News."

"It's almost the end of the year. I can understand this in order to get a big red envelope for the performance. It's just ..." Tang Xin's words turned, "But what are they doing with Mo Yifan? I lack this amount of traffic?"

Zhou Zichen pondered the words: "I think it may be to increase the breaking point. After all, the former fiancés of President Mo and President Tang are uncles and nephews. Such a relationship can easily arouse the interest of the people who eat melons."

Tang Xinyu closed his eyes: "Well. Ask lawyer Lin to contact this. If the other party can maintain the objectivity of the facts, I can give them an exclusive interview afterwards. If they toast and do n’t eat fines, just give this family something. The courier sends a lawyer's letter and takes this one first. "

Zhou Zichen: "Good."

Mr. Lin is the chief lawyer of the Lin Group and is extremely skilled in dealing with these matters. After waiting for half an hour, when Zhou Zichen refreshed the press release issued by the newsletter, the manuscript has been re-edited, the information related to Mo Yifan has been deleted, and his position remains neutral.

Zhou Zichen checked the feedback sent by Lawyer Lin, and knew in his heart that Tang Xinyu still cares about Yifan, otherwise the other two would be even more uncomfortable, and why would n’t they just tell him to start?

It was nothing more than this attempt to drag Mo Yifan into the water and get things done.

When Zhou Zichen reported the result to Tang Xinyu, Tang Xinyu looked at the traffic outside the window and sighed softly: "In fact, they are not wrong to a certain extent. When they are strong enough, they are not afraid of dogs being disobedient, not ?"

Zhou Zichen looked at the lonely back of Tang Xinyu's heart and felt a little astringent in his heart.

Girls like Tang Xinyu are too independent, too self-protective, and too distressing.

Tang Xinyu packed up his emotions, re-armed himself with a hard armor, and said lightly to Zhou Zichen: "Go, let's add fire to Tang Ruifeng."

Tang Ruifeng, who was sitting on the stage, was very skillful in selling mercilessly. He disguised himself as a sandwiched between his daughters and shareholders, trying to find a solution and was suppressed by his daughter as a helpless old father.

Suddenly, the wood-inlaid gold gate of the venue was slowly pushed open.

A touch of beautiful Qianying walked in against the strong light outside the venue.

"Tang Xinyu, Miss Tang!"

The crowd did not know who called it first.

The media reporters under the stage, like a group of sharks smelling the **** smell, immediately swarmed to the entrance of the venue. They wished to put their microphones in Tang Xinyu's mouth and get first-hand information from their colleagues.

Zhou Zichen was standing in front of Tang Xinyu by his own strength, and his tone was cold: "Please give up, everyone will have the opportunity to interview. If any of them hurts our President Tang, we will be directly included in our blacklist for future media interviews! "

The reporter who rushed to the front calmed down suddenly, but he followed Tang Xinyu's direction slowly on the stage, and no one would give other colleagues the opportunity to cross himself.

Under the protection of Zhou Zichen, Tang Xinyu walked lightly and walked on stage gracefully, showing a peaceful smile to Tang Ruifeng sitting on the stage.

Tang Ruifeng didn't move, nor did he mean to give Tang Xinyu the microphone. He just watched Tang Xinyu alertly, and just showed his disapproval and helplessness. He interpreted the image of an old father who was thinking about his daughter wholeheartedly.

Zhou Zichen came to power, handed a microphone to Tang Xinyu, and strictly guarded Tang Xinyu's position two steps away.

Tang Ruifeng said first: "Daughter, if you do this, Dad doesn't blame you, I understand you ..."

Tang Xinyu bluntly cut off his words: "Today is really rare. It is the first time in such a long time that Mr. Tang called me a daughter. I remember that when I was in Tongfeng Technology in the morning, Mr. Tang also called me badly. What about women. "

"I was ..."

Tang Xinyu raised his palm to stop Tang Ruifeng: "Mr. Tang does not need to argue, I have company surveillance video as evidence."

Tang Xinyu smiled at the audience with a smile: "But I don't have too much attachment to the term" daughter ". I also suggest that Mr. Tang should not embarrass himself and call you a name that you are not willing to call the export. The media are eye-catching. , They could see Mr. Tang's reluctance. "

Tang Ruifeng's face turned blue, and he didn't say anything at all. He was completely bullied by his daughter, bearing humiliation and bearing the weight of the overall situation.

At this time, Tang Xinyu's arrogance is more arrogant, his weaker position is more obvious, which is an important weight for winning public impressions.

The public will always preempt the sympathetic weak, and then the pressure of public opinion will be all on Tang Xinyu, affecting Tongfeng Technology's stock price, which will inevitably force Tang Xinyu to greet himself back to the board of directors and stage a play of filial piety.

"Regarding the theme of today's press conference held by Mr. Tang, I think I can give you a complete story." Tang Xinyu waved his hand and motioned Zhou Zichen to project it on the big screen.

Then the voice of the video, Tang Xinyu approached Tang Ruifeng, and whispered: "You probably didn't expect that I would record the whole meeting."

Tang Ruifeng's face turned blue with the light of the video. He really did not expect Tang Xinyu to actually hide the camera in the conference room.

Tang Xinyu: "There is a saying that it is called his own way and his own body. I still learned this from Mr. Tang. If you had installed bugs and pinhole cameras in my office, I I really didn't expect to prepare this hand. "

As soon as the video ended, Tang Xinyu grabbed the microphone: "After watching the video, everyone should have an answer in my heart, and I won't bother talking."

"Miss Tang!" A reporter with a triangular eye hurriedly raised her hand and asked, "Miss Tang, this can only mean that you are framed this time. But as the saying goes, a slap doesn't sound, who knows if you did it before Something completely broke Mr. Tang's heart before he made such a situation. "

Zhou Zichen's face dropped, and he stared closely at the reporter who was obviously picking things up.

Tang Ruifeng was very happy and decided to add another big red envelope to this reporter after a while.

Tang Xinyu turned sideways and faced the reporter who asked the question. The skirt swirled beautifully as the body moved, like a mermaid who had just jumped out of the water.

Tang Xinyu smiled and smiled, but there was no temperature in his eyes: "Yes, I did deliberately trouble Mr. Tang several times before."

As soon as these words came out, the whole venue instantly froze.

No one can think that Tang Xinyu will admit in public that he just can't get along with Tang Ruifeng.

This is a public tear!

Zhou Zichen projected a document on the wall one by one. The shutter sounds in the venue rang one after another.

Someone even took it and immediately uploaded it to the Internet.

This is a paternity test, the two protagonists on the testimony, one is Tang Ruifeng standing on the stage, and the other is a woman suspected of having a strong relationship with Tang Ruifeng in the video, and Yang Siyu, daughter of He Bilian.

At this time, when I just watched the video, the only doubt in my heart was immediately solved.

Tang Ruifeng was derailed in marriage, and he also designed his daughter with Xiaosan. Until just now, he sat on the stage with a big face, selling the image of a loving father and setting up a responsible entrepreneur.

The media reporter immediately turned the camera lens and shot wildly towards Tang Ruifeng.

The dazzling flashlight forced Tang Ruifeng to quickly raise his hands in front of his face and retreat down the stage. How can Tang Xinyu let him slip away like this? She glanced at Zhou Zichen.

Zhou Zichen stepped forward, grabbed Tang Ruifeng's hand and buckled his back against the table. Obviously a big man, he couldn't move in Zhou Zichen's hands.

"I don't know how to face now?" Tang Xinyu looked down at Tang Ruifeng smilingly, as if looking down at a ants.

Tang Ruifeng was so blushed that his neck was thick and he shouted: "Are you crazy? I am your dad!"

Tang Xinyu's lips and smiles remain the same: "Relax, it won't be soon."

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