Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Song Mianmian racked her brains, thinking about how to disturb Huang's press conference.

Song Qianxi withdrew her gaze, hid the sternness in her eyes, and said calmly, "Here, let me ask Mrs. Qiu a question first. Can you guarantee that the Qiu family doesn't know about it?"

Mother Qiu plausibly said, "Of course!"

As a mother, she still knows Qiu Zhiyu's virtues.

He didn't have the guts to do the thing of exchanging the civet cat for the prince.

Song Qianxi got the answer she wanted, she curled her lips imperceptibly, and took out a USB flash drive from her pocket, "This is a recording of my conversation with Mr. Qiu Zhiyu."

Hearing this, Qiu Zhiyu's expression changed, and he cursed angrily, "Bitch!"

He wanted to go forward but was stopped by the bodyguards maintaining order at the scene.

The USB flash drive was plugged into the computer, and the voices of her and Qiu Zhiyu came out from the stereo.

"you like me?"

"Nonsense, otherwise I can marry a counterfeit!"

"You knew the other party was a fake from the beginning?"

"Yes, even if the bride is not you, the outside world will not know, as long as it is known that the bride's name is Song Qianxi!"

The recording was cut off by Song Qianxi about Song Mianmian.

After listening to the recording, the audience erupted and looked at the four members of the Qiu family with different expressions.

Qiu Zhiyu broke out in cold sweat, stared at Song Qianxi in disgust, and retorted: "Fake! You tampered with the recording, it was Song Mianmian who came to me! She asked me to cooperate!"

The tense strings in Song Mianmian's mind collapsed at this moment.

Everyone looked at Song Mianmian in disbelief and commented.

"Impossible, she and Song Qianxi are sisters."

"You can't measure people by their appearance, and the sea water can't be measured, maybe their hearts are very poisonous."

For a moment, Song Mianmian became the focus of the audience, anxious like ants on a hot pot.He lowered his head suddenly, brewing emotions, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were red, and tears fell like big pearls. His pitiful appearance was lovable.

"Mr. Qiu, I have no grudges against you, why do you want to frame me?"

"Yeah, why are you framing the relationship? The relationship between Mianmian and Qianxi is the best!" Xia Qing anxiously echoed, privately tugged on Song Qianxi's arm, and whispered, "Say something quickly."

Song Qianxi shook off Xia Qing's hand in disgust, Xia Qing was annoyed, "You...don't be self-righteous."

She snorted lightly, "Mom, is this how you beg for help?"

Xia Qing's face darkened, "What do you want?"

Song Qianxi thought about it seriously for a while, "Promise me one condition."

Xia Qing was vigilant, "What conditions?"

Song Qianxi said: "After this incident, I have nothing to do with your Song family, and you don't bother me anymore, or..." The rest of the sentence was silent, but it was full of threats.

Facing Song Qianxi's threat, Xia Qing panicked.

It's crazy that she would be afraid of Song Qianxi.

But Song Qianxi's request is not too much, and she has no use value.

Xia Qing agreed, "Okay, I promise you."

Song Qianxi nodded in satisfaction, picked up the microphone and continued: "My friends from the press, the witnesses have something to say."

The reporters fell silent and looked towards the stage.

Song Qianxi handed the microphone to Tang Lu, and Tang Lu swallowed nervously at Qiu Zhiyu's sinister gaze, "I'm an extravagant actor, because I look similar to Miss Song, Mr Qiu found me and told me ...

With him, he will give me the best resources, I did not resist the temptation and agreed.It also caused great trouble to Miss Song, Miss Song Qianxi, I'm sorry! "

She solemnly bowed and apologized to Song Qianxi, and continued: "I have never seen Miss Song Mianmian from the beginning to the end of this matter, and she has nothing to do with this matter."

Hearing this, Song Mianmian was taken aback, and looked at Song Qianxi in disbelief...