High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

As soon as the other party mentioned the conversation, Qin Ruoxuan immediately thought of the matter of Bo Sicheng's visit to beg her to give her child Bo Haoyi a blood transfusion.

But that obviously happened in the Qin family's old house, and how did outsiders find out about it, she immediately thought of the possibility of eavesdropping, but the current situation did not allow her to think about it any longer.

The reporter in the white shirt took out his mobile phone from the bag, and played the recording that was uploaded uproariously on the Internet to Qin Ruoxuan.

Qin Ruoxuan's face was so miserable that she heard her own voice flowing out of the phone, every word was as clear as nails nailed to the table.

"I can help you, but the premise is that you want Ming Media to marry me into the house."

"After all, Bo Haoyi is not my baby, and he has no blood relationship with me. His life and death are meaningless to me."

"If you continue to hesitate, the baby may be dead."

At that time, her attitude was decisive and cold like a monster, and her voice was not as dignified and elegant as usual, but full of cruelty.

Qin Ruoxuan didn't know that her attitude was so indifferent at the beginning, she even heard Bao Sicheng's heavy sigh in the recording, and then said goodbye to her, turned and left here.

"Miss Qin," the white shirt reporter standing in front of him put away his mobile phone, and asked Qin Ruoxuan, whose face was gradually turning pale, "You should be familiar with this voice and conversation, don't you want to argue for yourself? Two sentences?"

"How can a recording alone prove that the woman in it is my sister? Such a vague voice is not too much to say to anyone, and it may even be deliberately fabricated by someone."

Qin Yue'er stood up and spoke up for her sister Qin Ruoxuan with some protection: "You guys are too bullying, you dare to trouble our Qin family with a recording!"

The other party didn't panic at all when she gave her such an aggressive questioning, but took out his mobile phone and flipped it twice to show the other party.

"This is a photo taken of Mr. Bo when he went in and out of the Qin family's old house that day. It is completely consistent with the time certificate given by the hospital. Mr. Bo had just learned about the blood relationship and was eager to ask Ms. Qin for help. Otherwise, why would he come here for no reason? As for the Qin family's old house, the credibility of this recording is not low."

The evidence in the reporter's hands was one after another, and they were interlocking and logical. Even Qin Yue'er, who wanted to argue for Qin Ruoxuan, was speechless and didn't know what to say.

She was actually aware of the whole thing, and she also knew that her sister had made such unreasonable demands on Bao Sicheng.

But she is the other party's younger sister after all, and she has to think about the other party in everything, even in this embarrassing moment, she has to stand by Qin Ruoxuan's side to help her speak.

"Miss Qin, do you have anything to say about this?" The reporter in the white shirt looked at Qin Ruoxuan, who was standing beside her with a tight lip, and asked with a smile, "this matter now There is a lot of trouble on the Internet, and Ms. Sheng's fans also initiated a topic asking for an explanation from you, and the public also hopes that you can respond to this matter."

Qin Ruoxuan was so pale that she stood on the steps, her lips were already biting white by herself.

She didn't know how to respond to the media, let alone how to respond to this matter, what so-called explanation to give.

She just wants to pursue her own happiness out of ignorance, and wants the man she loves so much to keep her eyes on her, and hopes that the other person will like her as much as she likes Sheng Mingzhu.

Like countless ordinary girls, Qin Ruoxuan has the simplest and simplest wish, but the person she likes is the enviable and outstanding Bo Sicheng.

She stood on the steps in a daze, not knowing what to say, when a rotten egg passed through the crowd and landed on her haute couture skirt.

"Stinky whore is shameless, and actually seduces other people's men, you don't know how to write the word shame?!"

Under the attack of the rotten eggs, Qin Ruoxuan had no time to dodge and was hit several times.

"You know that the other party has a wife and children, but you want to destroy other people's families. You are still the second lady of the Qin family. It's really disgusting!"

On one side was the microphone and spotlight that reporters and the media couldn't avoid, and on the other side was rotten eggs that couldn't be stopped, Qin Ruoxuan was so panicked that she didn't know where to hide, she was so embarrassed that she didn't look like a young lady at all.

When she was at a loss, a tall body suddenly blocked her behind.

"Sorry, we are not accepting interviews right now, please make room for me, friends from the press."

Before Qin Ruoxuan had time to look up, she was pulled by the wrist by the other party and walked to a secluded place next to her.

The man held her hand and squeezed out of the heavy siege, and even blocked two rotten eggs for her when passing by the aggressive siege.

The younger sister, Qin Yueer, was so witty that she didn't say a word, and followed them into the car with her skirts up.

It wasn't until she got into the other party's Bentley and left the gate of the noisy venue that Qin Ruoxuan suddenly noticed that the man who rescued her from the siege was actually the one who just handed her a strawberry milkshake on the balcony.

"It's you," she opened her mouth in surprise, and looked at her sister, "Why did you help me?"

Tang Zhen smiled faintly at Qin Ruoxuan in the rearview mirror while driving the car: "Seeing a girl being bullied like that by them, why should I not help?"

"Now the Qin family's old house must be full of people and they can't go back at all," he glanced at the dense messages on his phone, and suggested with a dignified expression, "If you don't mind, you can go to my place to rest first Make plans tonight."

Sitting in the back seat, Qin Ruoxuan seemed to be a little hesitant, clutching the hem of her skirt. A stranger who had never met before just said a few words to her at the reception. Go back to his house.

Even though he showed good intentions, Qin Ruoxuan had already suffered a loss from a man, and she became a little wary in her heart.

"Sister, what are you still struggling with?" Qin Yue'er, who was sitting next to her, pushed her shoulder, pointing to the stinky eggs on her skirt, "I can't go back to the old house now, why not go first Let this gentleman stay there for one night and then discuss it in the long run."