Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Coming soon!" The housekeeper sweated coldly on his forehead.

At this moment, the guards rushed in and dragged the reporters out. Those people were unwilling to leave like this, and the spears and guns reached out directly to Song Zhixing. "Ms. Song, you are only 18 years old this year. Would you like to marry Mr. Tang voluntarily, or in fact, you are under the coercion of the Second Lord? "

"Is the second grandfather illegally imprisoned? If so, would you marry him today? If not, then how would you be willing to marry your own uncle in name? Such an injustice, the outside world cannot Accept, aren't you afraid of the rumors of others? From the outside world, these relationships are dirty and shameless ... "

A terrible gloom appeared on Tang Yu's face, a glance projected towards the other side, and everyone wiped a cold sweat for him. The man was also stunned in fright, and his hand holding the microphone was shaking. Tang Yu grabbed the star of Song. "You go to the restaurant and wait for me."

It was just that terrible expression, but when talking to Song Zhixing again, the attitude was completely different. Condensed away the gloom just now, with a much gentler look.

I don't want to hurt her, let alone listen to these harsh words.

However, instead of turning away, Song Zhixing took his hand, "Tang Yu, let the guards release them first."

Tang Yu glanced at her as if looking for her meaning. After a moment of reflection, the guards winked. As soon as the guard let go, the reporters rushed over and Tang Yu instinctively stretched her arms around her. Instead of flinching, she stood upright in front of those microphones.

"Tang Yu and I did intend to marry today, but neither he imprisoned me nor he coerced me. On the contrary, I insisted on marrying him." Song Zhixing explained, standing in front of the media, every word was loud. Tang Yu hurt herself, pampered herself, and was unwilling to let her face the storm, she knew well. In the same way, she couldn't stand these slanders from outside. She knew best how good and worthy this man was. "Also, I don't think there is any filth in our relationship-we have no blood relationship and no third party to each other, clean and innocent. In contrast, you all took Others are good at discrediting Tang Yu, and it is really dirty! "

Speaking of which, Song Zhixing's attitude became sharp. The words fell, the other's face became very unsightly.

Tang Yu looked at her gaze, but it was a lot hotter, a little more gratified and a little touched. Being upset early in the morning was originally a bad thing, but now it seems that this is not the case. The little girl beside him became brave and firmer than he thought, saying that marrying herself was not just impulsive.

It turned out that this short departure had such unexpected gains.

"Okay, now that you have heard what you want to know, you can go now. You are not welcome here." Tang Yu is no longer completely gloomy, even when he said these things to reporters, his face still contained laugh.

The reporters got the information they wanted, and didn't leave much, so they left quickly.

Tang Yu looked at the far-away cars and dialed Du Hui's phone. "Help me tell the senior executives of these newspapers. If today's news is published, the consequences will be at your own risk."

Hanging up the phone, Song Zhixing was annoyed and annoyed him, "I trouble you?"

If it wasn't for her grumbling and telling her grandfather, nothing would have happened.

trouble?

Tang Yu smiled, "It's not troublesome. It's fine."

At least, he enjoyed being confessed in public by her. Well, those words, let alone confession.

"I didn't expect the grandfather to do this." Song Zhixing frowned, a little distressed, "You know, when I get angry, I'm very impulsive. I was originally angry that his old man was under house arrest, so I wanted to cheer with him ... ... "

"So you said you were going to marry me because you were so mad?"

"I'll bet my whole life on my anger, uncle, do I look so stupid?"

The smile on Tang Yu's face widened, "I usually look stupid, but today I am shrewd."

Looking at his smile, she followed. The two did not suffer the unexpected impact this time.

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the other side.

Li Qiming called and said, "How's the situation?"

"Interviews are available. However, Master Li, this information cannot be seen in the newspaper. The leader is under pressure. If we really see the newspaper, we don't need to do it."

"I know Tang Yu's strength. I don't embarrass you." Li Qiming said: "You help me send these materials you photographed directly to the address I gave you, the rest, you do not need to worry about it. The rest of the money And it will arrive today. "

"Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Li! I'll do it!"

The other party hung up the phone happily.

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the other side.

Tang Yiming got up first and ate in the restaurant alone. It had been long since Zhang Luo was about to leave Jucheng and take his wife to recuperate. As a result, Tang Yu's affairs have been delayed until now. I don't know how he got along with the stars.

Is this a fate?

"Sir, there is an e-mail in the mailbox, which says Mrs. Pro." The servant came in with a kraft paper bag from the outside while he was thinking of God.

Tang Yiming was suspicious.

"Did you send it here?" Since those things happened many years ago, Su Fengjin was fragile and had long lost contact with her past friends. Who else is going to send her something now?

"There is no postmark on it. It should be delivered to the mailbox."

"Take it to me." Tang Yiming became more vigilant.

However, just as the servant was about to send him over, a voice inserted into the conversation between the two, "Who sent me something? Show me."

Su Fengjin woke up, very curious, and very happy, "No one has sent me anything for a long time."

"I'll show it to you first." Tang Yiming put down the tableware, got up, and removed the kraft paper bag from the servant. Open it, and the contents make him inexplicable.

Su Fengjin has come, like a child, her eyes are shining, "What is it?"

"It's nothing." Tang Yiming only fell. Su Fengjin had taken the kraft paper bag and pulled out the contents. "Why, how is a CD?"

"Still don't read it, I don't know who sent it, or what it is." Tang Yiming was more careful.

"By the way, I remember!" Su Fengjin seemed to be suddenly realized. "Did Dr. Michel get married a while back, she said that she would mail me a photo. I guess this is the photo she gave me. I left It's the address here. "