Congenital deficiency

After the court, which symbolizes justice, made a final conclusion on this matter, most of the suspicions on the Internet were dispelled, and they stopped scolding Hongshi and Hongzhuo Honglingyu all day long, but ran to the official website all day long. I asked for candy under the account, but the official never responded.

It's just that Hong Lingyu seems to be a little restless these two days.

"Baby, it's time to eat." Hong Zhuo arranged all the meals for him, and stuffed the chopsticks into his hands, but Hong Lingyu poked the chopsticks into his bowl and remained motionless.

"Is it not to your taste?" Hong Zhuo asked him, "I'll get it for you again."

Hong Lingyu was inexplicably aggrieved, she pursed her lips, the flesh on her cheeks bulged a little, she pulled Hongzhuo's sleeves, and let him sit back.

Hong Zhuo thought of the puffer fish sandbags before, and asked him with a smile: "What's the matter, baby, what are you thinking?"

"There are still people scolding you online."

There are all kinds of ugly words, from the 24th generation of ancestors to the genitals, the wisdom of netizens is endless, and they can swear in different ways [-] hours a day without stopping, no matter how ugly it is.

Although Hongzhuo liked the way he felt sorry for himself, he was afraid that he would be really angry, so he directly took the phone over and persuaded him: "The matter has been resolved, and it won't be long before no one will remember."

Holding the chopsticks, Hong Lingyu has no appetite, and has deep doubts about his words.

He knows best what people say.Even if it's just a fixed scene and a dozen or so people, they can always make up all kinds of weird words, demeaning, misleading, and humiliating people, without facts or reasons.

Even if the matter has been in the past for many years, if there is a heart, many people will remember it and always bring it up.

Just like when he was Hong Lingyu.

As for Hongzhuo and Hongshi, if the matter is not resolved thoroughly, after many years, someone with a heart can still pick up this matter and repeat it, adapt it and continue to discredit it.

He had just emerged from the bottom of a deep pit in front of him, and he couldn't be more aware of the pain in it.He didn't know if Hongzhuo had experienced this before, but he couldn't bear to see him encounter it once.

Hong Lingyu suddenly reached out and pulled the chopsticks in Hongzhuo's hand: "We have a press conference. Let's talk about it in person."

"I'll go." Hong Zhuo didn't ask the reason, as long as it was Hong Lingyu's request, he agreed without hesitation, "Just stay with me, baby." With so many cameras and microphones facing Hong Lingyu at the press conference, Hong Lingyu Zhuo was really worried about this.

Hong Lingyu's eyes were round and dark, but there was light: "I'm going. Let's go together." His expression was stubborn and stubborn, as if he was defending his own territory.

Hong Zhuo liked his gentle and well-behaved appearance, but he was also attracted by his strong and stubborn expression, his heart beat violently, his Adam's apple twitched, and he nodded slightly.

His baby boy wants to protect him.

Like the previous time when the signing was held to be videotaped, Hong Lingyu practiced in front of the camera at home for two days.

This time it was practiced against three cameras.

And Hong Zhuo always sits beside him and stays with him.The petty money housekeeper and the family servants also acted as reporters, occasionally asking questions to the two, either mildly or aggressively.

Everything has been rehearsed proficiently, and the press conference will be held on this day.

The reporters invited this time were not even as many readers as Hong Lingyu’s last autograph session. There were only 35 people, and the cameras were specially arranged by Hong’s. There are three cameras in total, the main, left and right positions , reporters at the scene were not allowed to carry cameras or recording equipment.

These are clearly written in the invitation sent.People who still had doubts at first, thought of the psychiatrist's diagnosis results revealed on the Internet, and all of them dispelled their doubts.

When the time came, Hong Zhuo walked up from the side with Hong Lingyu and sat behind the table.

The suit was ordered by Hongzhuo before, with the same style and the same royal blue color.When worn on Hong Zhuo, there is a cold and powerful aura, but when worn on Hong Lingyu, it makes people feel warm and clean for no reason.

The host position is broadcasting live at the same time, and the barrage of the live broadcast has exploded at the moment, and the screen is full of screams and lemons.

Hong Zhuo took Hong Lingyu's hand, and the two sat behind the table together. After sitting down, Hong Zhuo unscrewed a bottle of water and put it in Hong Lingyu's hand, then "returned to his old business" and started hosting the press conference "Old line".

Hong Zhuo glanced at the camera seat in charge of the live broadcast, and finished his opening remarks in a few words: "I invite everyone to come today, because I want to tell you about the incident that Hong's family was targeted a while ago." The chair even has a feeling of looking down on the camera, which makes people feel the sense of distance across the screen.

But this daunting feeling of indifference melted instantly when he turned his head to look at the people around him, as if the winter snow had turned into the early sun, and the tempered steel had turned into softness around his fingers.

"Good boy?" He moved his left hand under the table, and gently held the ten fingers of Hong Lingyu on his lap.

He shouted in a low voice, but the keen netizens saw the shape of his mouth at a glance.

'Did he just call you cute baby? ! '

'I swear to God he absolutely just said the word babe! ! ! '

'Ah Wei walked very peacefully.Cause of death: Sugar intake beyond human limits. '

Hong Lingyu held his hand subconsciously, feeling her emotional tension, and slowly immersed herself in it, gradually getting used to it and ignoring it.He has been practicing this way to overcome it all this time.

And his practice was also very effective: "I," he cleared his throat, did not look up at the camera, and his eyelashes trembled because of nervousness, "I asked for a press conference."

Another howl floated across the barrage:

'I remember that Guaibao has a mental disorder?It seems to be quite serious, my God, I feel so distressed, he must be very nervous! ! ! ! ! ! '

'←←Who allowed you to call Guaibao in front of you?Aren't you afraid that Patriarch Hong will beat you to death if he sees it? '

Hong Lingyu prepared manuscripts this time, but when he was sitting here, facing so many pairs of unfamiliar eyes and facing three cameras, he suddenly felt that those manuscripts were useless, those written in advance Even his calm words could not express his feelings.

So he turned the printed stack of A4 manuscripts upside down, then unconsciously squeezed Hongzhuo's hand tightly, and said slowly: "It's true in human terms."

The barrage suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.Many people who were frantically swiping the screen just now suddenly remembered that they were actually scolding these two people at the beginning.

"We didn't do any of the things that we said on the Internet that we didn't do well." Hong Lingyu's eyes fell on the table, and her body language seemed to be a soft and conceded gesture, but her tone was slow and firm, People want to believe him, "This time we have the ability to clarify and prove, what if the next time, the person who is attacked is someone who has no way to protect himself?"

Those who listened to these words couldn't help but follow his thinking down.

The result is obvious. The person being attacked will suffer all kinds of inexplicable exclusion and contempt. At the least, he will suffer from mental illness, and at the worst, he may directly commit suicide due to excessive pressure.Such examples are not uncommon in today's society.

"So I ask everyone, if you see someone attacking him online in the future, please help me clarify that he never hurt me."

Hongzhuo's whole body froze with these words, his heart beating violently, each beat was violent and heavy, all kinds of complex and wrong emotions entangled him heavily.

When two people hold each other's hands, they also use the same force, tightly.

His cute baby is braver and tougher than he imagined, and he is the most dazzling and dazzling gem in the world.

He waited.

This time, the barrage was no longer dominated by screams, and the screen was filled with the same four words: 'I promise you. '

That's all Hong Lingyu wanted to say.After saying this, he turned off the microphone in front of him.

That's it? ?

Everyone has an expression of unsatisfactory expressions, and they haven't reacted yet.

Hong Zhuo suddenly moved closer to the microphone in front of him, as if he wanted to speak.

Everyone hastened to touch the keyboard, get ready on the chair, and be ready to send bullet screens at any time.

"Please support my baby's book "Dynasty Rose". Every reporter friend who came here today has a signed copy as a souvenir." After Hong Zhuo finished speaking, he also turned off the microphone in front of him.

Reporter & audience watching the live broadcast: "?????"

Then Hong Zhuo got up and walked out with Hong Lingyu just like when he came.As soon as the two stood up, the hands that were held together under the cover of the table appeared in everyone's sight. Hong Lingyu was not used to being watched by so many eyes, so she couldn't help holding Hong Zhuo's hand with her empty hand. Arm, the whole person leaned over.

Hongzhuo naturally stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around him, bringing him into his embrace.

Assistant Xiao finally saw the expressions he had shown on the faces of the people present, and felt 35 times the healing. To answer the questions one by one, which media friend will come first?"

The Caijing Daily raised his hand first, and the question was straight to the point: "How did Mr. Hong know Mr. Zhang? Isn't Mr. Zhang's twin brother Mr. Hong's adopted son?"

Assistant Xiao told him the answer he had spoken to the PR department: "The two met because of Mr. Zhang's younger brother. Mr. Hong wanted to compensate...his family, so he met Mr. Zhang, and they fell in love at first sight."

The New Moon Economic Daily asked again: "How does Mr. Hong feel about that adopted son?"

Xiao Tezhu's eyes turned cold: "How does an ordinary father treat his son, Mr. Hong has the same mood towards his adopted son. Everyone must understand that although they are siblings, they grew up in different environments and have completely different personalities. Anyone who has seen them knows that they are two completely different people."

After a question and answer session, major financial media turned into gossip tabloids one after another, eager to get to the bottom of the relationship between the two of them.

At the same time, an account on the Internet suddenly released several photos.

The photo shows a ruin. A group of men in suits were rummaging through the ruins. The one in the middle was the most anxious. His hands were bruised and bleeding from the ruins.

And in the next few photos, the other party suddenly ran towards someone, and then hugged the other party tightly in his arms.

"Do you still remember the terrorist attack in Taicheng last year? I happened to be at the scene and scared half my life... I was looking through this photo recently. Is the person in it the domineering president and He's a cute baby?"