I could feel that Su Xiaoxiao was controlled by anger. Her fist was clenched tightly, and mother Li was pale with fear. "Miss Su... Don't shoot in the face of the child! If Mr. Sheng dies, you can't escape the punishment of the law. At that time, the child will have no father and no mother! Miss Su... "

"Mom, mom..." the innocent voice came, "Dad, Dad..." was held in Li Ma's arms, and the rattle was shaking loudly in her hand.

Tears gathered in her eyes. Su smiled and stared at the man who closed her eyes and waited for death. Her heart was in severe pain.

They're afraid to shoot, aren't they?

Even if she had a chance to avenge Anxin, when she really seized this opportunity, she still found that she couldn't do it at all.

Because she has never been so cruel!

Because she is always in awe of life!

In the long confrontation, Shengyu heard a burst of sobs. He could feel the muzzle of the gun trembling in his chest, slowly opened his eyes, saw youyou put down his hand holding the gun and cried out of control.

He wanted to comfort, but she threw her gun and ran towards the living room

Looking at the thin figure, the reputation had a burning pain in his heart. He stood there at a loss, his heart full of haze.

Mother Li brought the child over. She was almost scared to death, and her whole body trembled.

If Miss Su shoots, it will really be unimaginable.

Fame held silently, and his eyes were dark.

"Dad, Dad..." the seven month old child is always so innocent, "Dad, Dad..." he shook the famous shoulder with a rattle and was not afraid of this powerful man.

"Son, how can mother forgive her father?" Shengyu felt that he had encountered the biggest bottleneck in his life, "grow up quickly, shall we work together?"

After calming down, Shengyu made a decision. He called Zhang Weiming, "about three media. I need to announce something private."

Zhang Weiming knew that he was quite willful recently, so he arranged it for him.

The next morning.

Zhang Weiming walked into the president's office. "President, the reporters are here. What's going to be announced?"

Without replying, he put his hands in his trouser pockets. He walked out of the office with a cold step.

In a brightly lit reception room downstairs.

With the advent of high reputation, all journalists have entered a highly excited state, "President Sheng."

"Sheng Zonghao."

"Hello." Sheng Sheng sat down in the arc sofa. He folded his legs gracefully and calmly, and his voice was low magnetic and cold. "I want to tell you a real story. The story happened 30 years ago."

Countless magnesium lights flickered overhead.

The microphone gathered in front of the high reputation, and his thin lips opened gently. He told us a soul stirring love story, a tragic story caused by the involvement of a third party.

It's the story between Ye Fu, Sheng Tianqi and Joey

Daughter and son love story.

The reporters listened carefully.

Finally, Sheng Sheng said, "I'm the son of the little three. Although my mother took the position of the young grandmother of the Sheng family, she is a little three in her own cognition and my cognition."

in an uproar!!!

Is it so damaging to your reputation?

"President..." Zhang Weiming tried to persuade him to go crazy! Do you want the image?