"Are you really holding dozens of hostages? It's said that some senior officials are involved in it. Is that true? "

"Do you really love this woman? And come to this funeral in public. "

"Is the baby in Miss Gu's stomach yours? Would you like to raise the child? Do you think it's wearing a green hat?! For others? "

"Do you know her incestuous love with Mr. Chu?"

……

Smell speech, Li Jue Feng's face suddenly black come down, loosen Gu Xiaoai to stare toward those reporters.

An ol walked up to them in a hurry. Li Jue Feng glared at her with sharp eyes. "If I see today's relevant report, I'll end your whole public relations department!"

"Yes, Mr. Li." Ol timidly should be way, turned to shout colleagues began to busy.

Li Jue Feng's hegemony, Li Jue Feng's bad mouth, Li Jue Feng's strength

All this makes Gu Xiaoai miss, as if for half of his life.

Li juefeng took her by the hand and stood in front of Chu Shixiu.

Two men stand face to face, one is gentle, the other is strong, their eyes are in confrontation.

For a long time, Li Jue Feng's eyes fell on the urn held in Chu Shixiu's arms. His thin lips gently opened and he said word by word, "can you hold her father's urn?"

What is Chu Shixiu and how can he take care of the new urn instead of his children?

When he's dead?!

The disdain and arrogance in Li Jue Feng's tone could not be more obvious, and his eyes were extremely provocative.

"Li Jue Feng..." Gu Xiaoai pulled his sleeve. The man was very jealous as soon as he woke up. Gu Xiaoai looked at Chu Shixiu apologetically, "sorry."

"Why do you apologize to him?" Li Jue said coldly, holding the urn from Chu Shixiu's arms.

Chu Shixiu's face was a little stiff.

"Ah Xiu helped me pick up my father. He has helped me a lot these days." Gu Xiaoai whispered that he was very sorry for Chu Shixiu. He helped her so much that he couldn't get good at all

"Is it?" Li Jue snorted coldly and looked at Chu Shixiu with disdain. "Now you don't have to help. Go away!"

A "roll" word, Li Jue Feng only used the mouth shape, silently issued.

Chu Shixiu clenched his fist and his eyes became indifferent. "I don't want to quarrel with you for Ai Ai's sake."

"Let's go."

Li juefeng stares at Chu Shixiu coldly and says to Gu Xiaoai with the urn in his hands.