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Qin Mian's pupils vibrated violently, and he quickly reacted and pulled Gu Xiuye ​​back.

"Mr. Gu! Mr. Gu!"

"Calm down!"

Although there are no other reporters here, it would not be a good thing for Gu Xiuye ​​if he was photographed by other passers-by.

But how could Gu Xiuye ​​listen to Qin Mian's words now, he broke free from Qin Mian's restraint, stepped on the reporter's chest, and glared at him with scarlet eyes.

"Who let you in?!"

The emotions he had borne for many days erupted instantly at this moment.

The reporter was trampled on his chest, out of breath, and grabbed his ankle with both hands, trying to move his foot away, but there was no way at all.

"Mr. Gu! If you try harder, you will die!"

Qin Mian looked at the reporter's flushed face, the whites of his eyes were already showing, and he was even more anxious.

There must be no accident at this time!
But now Gu Xiuye's whole body seemed to be in a frenzy, and he couldn't listen to any of his words at all, all he could do was want to trample that person on the soles of his feet.

Qin Mian knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he immediately called someone and hurriedly said, "Let Madam come here!"

"Yes!"

Gu Xiuye ​​would definitely listen to Mu Qingge's words.

Upon hearing that person's words, Mu Qingge stood up abruptly and ran out, regardless of how weak he was after crying for a long time.

Seeing that Gu Xiuye ​​was about to knock the man unconscious, he gasped in shock and rushed over immediately.

"Xiu Ye! What are you doing!?"

Mu Qingge held his arm tightly with both hands, trying to pull him away from the reporter.

As soon as Gu Xiuye ​​heard Mu Qingge's voice, his crazy scarlet eyes regained his senses in an instant, and the strength on his feet also instantly weakened, and he turned his head to look at Mu Qingge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Mian immediately pulled the reporter up from the ground and looked at him very apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gu's mood is very unstable because of his mother's death..."

The reporter propped up his waist and breathed heavily, feeling the pleasure of surviving a catastrophe.

Mu Qingge put his arms around Gu Xiuye's waist, rested his head on Gu Xiuye's chest, and patted his chest with his hands, calming him down: "Don't be angry..."

Hearing Mu Qingge's words, Gu Xiuye ​​slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had already calmed down.

"Qin Mian, find out how he got in, and throw him out!"

Gu Xiuye ​​glanced at the reporter with cold eyes, the coldness in his eyes seemed to freeze him in place.

Qin Mian nodded slightly, but Gu Xiuye ​​did such an exaggerated thing to the reporter just now, and he didn't want to treat him too badly: "Please come here, please."

He stretched out his hand, indicating that the reporter could leave from the door of the funeral home.

The reporter was so angry that his molars creaked, he picked up his SLR from the ground, and left the funeral without saying a word.

Qin Mian personally sent him out, seeing that he had no way to enter the funeral, then turned and left.

The security of the four places has been strengthened, so that no one has any chance to enter the funeral site again.

The reporter walked out angrily, but instead of guarding the door of the funeral home like the other reporters, he took out a miniature camera from his shirt on his chest, and turned around with a sneer.

He went straight into the car, plugged the miniature camera into the laptop in the car, and exported the video he just captured.

Fortunately, he had been prepared for a long time. When he sneaked in, he knew that Gu Xiuye ​​would definitely not let it go and would do something, but he didn't expect that Gu Xiuye ​​would do it himself.

Thinking of this, the reporter rubbed his chest that had been trampled on, and felt a faint pain.

The reporter imported the video captured by the camera into the video editing software, and immediately deleted the beginning part, leaving only the part where Gu Xiuye ​​kicked him involuntarily, and then stomped him until he was out of breath. a fragment.

After doing all this, the reporter sold this clip to some marketing accounts and asked them to link up and post the video.

The marketing accounts paid attention to it. In order not to fall into the trap, they didn't post the video until Madam Xiao Yi's funeral was over.

The entry "Gu Xiuye ​​hit someone at his funeral" instantly rose to the top of the list.

"Mr. Gu! Something happened!"

Qin Mian handed the phone to Gu Xiuye, and asked him to watch the clipped video.

When Gu Xiuye ​​saw the first sight, he threw the phone back: "Sue!"

Hearing Gu Xiuye's tough words, Qin Mian's face was full of embarrassment, and his brows were tightly frowned: "Mr. Gu, I'm afraid it's inconvenient this time..."

Everyone present looked at it, and it was indeed Gu Xiuye ​​who did it first.

No matter what the reason is, the first to act is the wrong party, and they have no great chance of winning the lawsuit.

"Why is it inconvenient? Do you want me to teach you how to do it?!"

Gu Xiuye ​​sat in the car, leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, his whole body was full of anger.

Qin Mian looked at Mu Qingge as if asking for help, hoping that she could help him talk and persuade Gu Xiuye.

Looking at Qin Mian's gaze, Mu Qingge licked his dry lips, with helplessness written all over his face, and sighed softly: "It's really not easy to sue this matter, but we can find out if there is another perspective ?”

Mu Qingge held Gu Xiuye's hand tightly, stroking the back of his hand with his thumb, hoping that his mood would calm down.

Gu Xiuye ​​was silent for a while, then slowly opened his eyes.

"Then go check it out."

There should be a surveillance camera at the entrance of the funeral parlor. As long as you get a surveillance camera from another perspective, the whole thing will be revealed.

After receiving Gu Xiuye's words, Qin Mian escaped from the car as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

"Look at you, Qin Mian has been busy all day for you, so please speak in a better tone."

Mu Qingge patted the back of Gu Xiuye's hand and said in a low voice.

Gu Xiuye ​​folded his other hand on Mu Qingge's, his eyes were full of tiredness, and he didn't answer.

Looking at his appearance, Mu Qingge also knew that he was extremely tired recently, so he could only sigh heavily, put his hand next to his temple, and pressed hard, hoping to relieve his fatigue.

Gu Xiuye ​​hadn't been so relaxed for a long time, and gradually fell into a lethargic sleep under Mu Qingge's massage.

Seeing his breathing slowly and steadily, Mu Qingge slowly flattened the seat so that he could fall asleep peacefully.

When Qin Mian was looking for evidence, the reporter took pictures of the wound on his chest. The whole chest was covered in green and red, which seemed to be the result of a deadly attack.

Coupled with the video of Gu Xiuye ​​beating the reporter, it almost killed the matter.