Ann screamed and dodged. They rolled together on the bed and laughed for a long time.

"Miss me?" Huo Ting grabs a wisp of an's hair and plays with it gently. She dotes on her eyes and eyebrows. After that, she says, "you're not around. You're not used to it."

At ease in the warm, but the mouth is hard to show off, bend the corners of the mouth to see Huo tingshen: "deceiving."

"Why don't I prove it to you?" Huo tingshen's eyes are burning desire, always ready to eat the people in his arms, "how do you feel?"

The man said, his big hand has been caressing along Ann's exquisite curve, like a reed sweeping his cheek.

"Well, I believe you." Ann grabbed Huo tingshen's big hand and blinked his black and white eyes. "Let's talk about something serious."

Huo tingshen cleared his throat: "what I said has always been very serious."

"Mr. Huo!" Ann put on a small face and sighed, "you know, I can't understand that. I can't be at ease all the time."

She really didn't want to believe that a person's heart could be so bad that she could even give up the life of her family for those so-called good days.

"Well, you say." "The day after tomorrow is the press conference," Huo tingshen said

Ann eyes a bright, looking at Huo tingshen: "you found the evidence?"

"No, you found it." Huo Ting said with a deep smile, "Chen Shenghua's mother is willing to say everything she knows in front of reporters."

An Leng Leng, slowly way: "she all know?"

"How long do you think such a thing can be concealed?" Huo tingshen patted ANN on the shoulder and said slowly, "moreover, the old lady has long known that Chen Shenghua's life will not be long."

An "Er" a, lie prone on Huo Ting deep arm, heavily sighed a tone: "the human mind unexpectedly can be broken into this appearance."

"Everything has been arranged. Can we have a rest now?" Horting narrowed his eyes and took off Ann's clothes.

Ann exclaimed, trying to dodge, but it was too late.

The night was dim and the room was full of spring.

The time for the press conference soon arrived. In the early morning, Huo tingshen and an dressed up and went to the hotel. At the door of the hotel, there were many reporters with long guns and short cannons. When they saw them get off the bus, one or two of them were like fighting chicken blood, and their excited eyes were glowing green.

"Mrs. Huo, you left the detention house because you were innocent?"

An shallow smile: "otherwise?"

She threw the topic back, but the reporter didn't know how to respond.

"I, how do I know?" The reporter stuttered, turned his eyes, and continued, "I heard that Mr. Huo doted on Mrs. Huo very much. I must have made a lot of efforts this time?"

Originally Ann's mouth was still with a smile, but the reporter said that her face suddenly cold, this person clearly led her to say that Huo tingshen used some shameful means to let her out of the detention center.

Damn it!

"No one can be above the law, don't you think?" An indifferent way.

From the beginning to the end, Huo tingshen has been standing beside him, and even the radian of his smile has not changed. I have to say that it is quite good to be maintained by his little wife.

"Little, we're in." He reached for his little wife's shoulder and ignored the reporters. "It's still early. Why don't we have a cup of coffee first?"

His voice is not high enough to let people around hear clearly, for a moment, everyone looked at each other.

"It seems that Huo tingshen is full of confidence and seems to be very relaxed."

"You don't want to think about the influence of Huo tingshen in a city. What can't he do?"

"That's right... But if Ann really kills someone, can't Huo tingshen say the black one is white?"

“……”

No matter how much discussion outside, Huo tingshen and an have kept their pace and have not been affected.

"Your favorite cappuccino." Huo tingshen brought coffee to Ann. He put down his coffee and looked at the time. "It's twenty minutes and five minutes before the official start of the press conference."

Ann took the coffee and rubbed the outer wall of the cup with her fingers. She frowned, "has Mrs. Chen arranged it?"

Probably because it involves her reputation and the whole Huo family, the closer she is to the press conference, the more nervous she is. She is always worried about whether something will happen.

"Mrs. Chen is already in the hotel lounge." Huo Ting holds an's hand deeply, the palm warms her cool fingertips, "don't worry, it's OK."

An "Er" a, sipped a coffee, looking out of the window gray sky, heart heavy not happy.

There is a bodyguard standing every ten steps in the corridor of the hotel to ensure that nothing unexpected happens.

"I deliver food to the old lady." The waiter smiles sweetly and says to the black faced bodyguard standing at the door, "Mr. Huo ordered me to worry about the old lady's mental distress at the news conference."

The bodyguard checked the food in the tray, made sure there was no problem, then opened the door to let her in: "come out quickly."

"All right."

Mrs. Chen sat in front of the window with a wooden expression. She was trapped in a wheelchair. She was as weak as a wet cotton, lifeless.

"Have something to eat, old lady." The waiter put the food down and looked at the old lady with her back to her. There was no response. She narrowed her eyes, bent down and said with a smile, "let me tell you something about Li Cuicui."

The old lady's dark eyes suddenly brightened. Her old bark like hand suddenly grasped her arm. Her voice was as hoarse as a broken Gong.

"You, you... What did she say?"

At 8:30 in the morning, the press conference officially began. Huo tingshen and an appeared side by side at the meeting. The reporter's spotlight kept shooting, making it like a star conference.

"Everyone has been very concerned about the death of Chen Shenghua at the construction site." Huo Ting deep clear throat, light way, "and because that thing derived a lot of other things, even startled the whole a city."

"Tingshen, we all support you!" Huo Mingchuan sat in the audience, loudly, "the rumors are with him."

Huo Ting deeply narrowed his eyes: "right and wrong, black and white must be clear."

He spoke very slowly. He bit every word clearly. Huo Mingchuan's heart "clattered" and his back felt cool and uneasy.

Huo tingshen is really hard to deal with, but it doesn't matter. He has arranged everything properly and there will be no problem.

At the moment, however, Huo Mingchuan is even more complaining about the Su family. If the old man of the Su family didn't want to use himself as cannon fodder, he would not have been in such a passive situation.

As long as things go smoothly this time, he must be on guard against the old man.

"Let's go." Horting took a deep look at the cosine.

Cosine made a quiet gesture to all of you, turned on the projector, cleared his throat and said, "after many investigations, we have now come to the conclusion that Chen Shenghua's death was a premeditated suicide."

Voice fell, the scene was silent, and then someone jumped out.

"Since it was premeditated? Why suicide? "

"Yes, yes, is Huoshi group going to play word games?" Some reporters are dissatisfied with the accusation, "we do not accept such a statement."

Huo Ting took a deep look at the two people who were the most violent. He said with a sneer: "don't you have the patience to listen to other people's words?"

With that, he motioned the cosine to continue.

"On behalf of Mr. and Mrs. Huo, naturally I am responsible for every sentence I say." Cosine continued, laser point on the big screen, "this is a diagnostic report, Chen Shenghua in a month ago found out that he had lung cancer, is late."

The scene was silent, but then whispered.

"Does the Hodgson group want to say that if a cancer patient dies, he doesn't have to take responsibility?"

"This kind of view is certainly unreasonable..."

"Shh, let's keep listening and see what else they can say."

These people are obviously whispering, but they can let Ann and Huo ting on the stage listen clearly.

"What a nuisance." Ann black face, some not happy, "really doubt whether they are all bribed by Li Cuicui."

Huo tingshen held Ann's hand under the table and gently rubbed her fingertips for comfort: "don't worry, it will come out soon."

These people must not be bribed by Li Cuicui, but there are many journalists who are bribed by others.

"In order to get a large amount of compensation, Li Cuicui forced Chen Shenghua to commit suicide through verbal violence and various stimulations." Cosine finished the statement, stepped back and stood behind Huo tingshen.

Things are clear, closely linked, without any flaws.

If only Li Cuicui did it alone, no one would believe it.

"This, this is just your statement..." a reporter looked at Huo Mingchuan's face and said in a trembling voice, "do you have any evidence?"

Huo Mingchuan has already thought about it. He can't bring Huo tingshen down for the time being. It's better to send him a personal feeling in time, so that he can find out the whereabouts of the treasure from Huo tingshen.

But this damned reporter, is his brain pinched by the door? Why didn't he understand his idea at all?

"Of course there is evidence." Huo tingshen said lightly, "Chen Shenghua's mother will personally explain all this."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene, and different people began to make different calculations in their hearts.

If Chen Shenghua's mother comes to the scene, what she says is really credible. We have to say that huoting deep sea still has some means.

Got Huo tingshen's signal, cosine arranged for someone to push Mrs. Chen in.

After this period of treatment and recuperation, the spirit of the old lady looks much better, but she is really very old, especially the death of her son.

"Are you Chen Shenghua's mother?" A reporter can't wait to ask, "is your daughter-in-law stimulating Chen Shenghua to commit suicide in order to get a large amount of compensation?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone's attention fell on the old lady. Everyone held their breath for fear that they would miss the most important information.