The president's pet daughter

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Song family's development conference.

Song Mingzhe had discussed this matter with Ling Zhaozhao, and Ling Zhaozhao also felt that instead of letting the outside world guess at will and the Song family make a non-painful statement, it would be better to make the scene bigger and have a direct showdown.

So early in the morning, she got up and dressed up carefully.

Although she is not directly exposed to the camera, she just sits in the corner and observes, but she still cares about the image management of beauties.

Half an hour before the press conference, she saw He Shenghua backstage.

He Shenghua was wearing a gray suit, he looked like he had tidied up a bit, but he was not as sloppy as before, and he was quite energetic.

He is no longer bound by a rope, but the left and right bodyguards beside him don't look like vegetarians.

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao, He Shenghua couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.

She is wearing a simple and elegant white long dress today, which makes her look extraordinarily noble and elegant, with a little makeup on her face, showing the dust with every frown and smile.

He Shenghua just imagined her standing with Song Mingzhe, his eyes dimmed for a moment.

"Are you okay? I still have to leave this matter to you."

Ling Zhaozhao asked politely.

He Shenghua couldn't help but twitched his lips when he heard Ling Zhaozhao's words.

With his help, the Song family has already locked Song Wen's location. I believe it won't be long before the Song family will be caught.

And it was just a deal between him and the Song family.

Are these words of Ling Zhaozhao not beating him to keep his promise?

"Don't worry, I'm not a person who promises to promise you, I will naturally do what I promise you."

"What's more, the relationship between us is completely unwarranted, isn't it?"

He Shenghua looked up at Ling Zhaozhao, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't understand He Shenghua's emotions, so he just nodded subconsciously.

"It would be nice if you could think so."

As long as today is over, He Shenghua will be able to have a new life.

And her life will eventually return to peace.

"Song Mingzhe's battle is really big. It seems that he really took great pains for you."

He Shenghua took a look at the movement outside, and saw that many media outlets were almost swarming the outside, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

In fact, if it is just a press conference, it is enough to invite a few authoritative media to attend, and there is no need to mobilize the crowd like this.

He Shenghua seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Ling Zhaozhao with a bit of desolation.

"Ling Zhaozhao, I wish you happiness."

He Shenghua knew Song Mingzhe very well. The reason why he arranged all this was not just for this matter.

There were more important things that made Song Mingzhe invite all the media in the city.

And this matter could only be related to Ling Zhaozhao.

In contrast, to Ling Zhaozhao, he was like dust, with no chance of being mentioned at all.

Ling Zhaozhao felt He Shenghua's depressed mood instantly, and was a little confused, but in the next second, someone grabbed his waist.

"Take him away."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, and looked at He Shenghua with unkind eyes.

He Shenghua's left and right bodyguards nodded understandingly, and hurriedly took He Shenghua away.

He Shenghua seemed to know Song Mingzhe's intentions, and before leaving, he dropped a word lightly.

"Song Mingzhe, you really love her..."

"I don't know why he always likes to tell such big truths."

Hearing He Shenghua's murmur, Ling Zhaozhao tugged at the corner of Song Mingzhe's clothes, and couldn't help muttering.

Isn't it common knowledge that Song Mingzhe loves her?

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's words, Song Mingzhe's eyes were stained with a little smile.

"Zhao Zhao, I have already arranged for your uncle and aunt, as well as your three brothers and sister-in-law. I have also arranged for them. I believe the media will not disturb them."

"Actually, you don't have to invite all of them. It's just a press conference anyway, and there's no need to make it so big."

Ling Zhaozhao touched his nose.

She wouldn't be so surprised if all the Song family members attended, after all, this matter has already affected the Song family.

The Song family's intervention measures were so good that this matter had been fermented for a few days, and her true identity had not yet been fully exposed.

So Ling Zhaozhao felt that there was no need to invite all the Ling family, because it would be too much work to invite her whole family.

"It's different, Zhao Zhao, I have to do that."

Song Mingzhe gently pinned the broken hair around her ear behind her ear, and said something with an unclear meaning.

For a moment, Ling Zhaozhao felt that he hadn't woken up, so he couldn't understand these riddles since early in the morning.

First, He Shenghua told her a bunch of incomprehensible words, and then it was Song Mingzhe's confusing operation.

What are these men doing?

Ling Zhaozhao subconsciously turned his head to look at his family members, and found that they were sitting neatly in a corner, with expressions on their faces as if they were celebrating the New Year.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but feel a little weird.

Although it is very happy that this matter can be clarified, there is no need to be so happy, right?

Weird, really weird.

"you……"

Before Ling Zhaozhao asked, he saw secretary Rong Yuan hurried over.

He glanced at Ling Zhaozhao, and whispered nervously in Song Mingzhe's ear.

Song Mingzhe nodded, slightly drooping his eyes to get rid of the look in his eyes.

"It's almost time, Zhao Zhao, wait for me obediently."

Song Mingzhe stroked Ling Zhaozhao's hair, with a smile on his lips.

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at the time, and found that it was indeed about to start, so he could only nod his head obediently, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

Song Mingzhe hugged Ling Zhaozhao. For some reason, Ling Zhaozhao felt that he was a little nervous today.

But he has never been a nervous person.

Ling Zhaozhao had many doubts in his mind, but he still walked to his seat according to the established plan, and looked quietly at the center of the stage.

Song Mingzhe walked up slowly, and the flash and shutter sounded one after another.

It can't be blamed for these media being too excited. After all, the heir of the Song family has been keeping a low profile since returning to China. He declined all invitations for interviews and acted very mysteriously and cautiously.

Now it appears in the eyes of the public, or because of a piece of gossip that people talk about, why doesn't this make the media go crazy?

Song Mingzhe looked at the audience full of media, adjusted the microphone, and involuntarily glanced at Ling Zhaozhao's position.

Ling Zhaozhao seemed to have a feeling in his heart, met his eyes, and then showed a sweet smile.

Song Mingzhe withdrew his eyes, covered up the smile on his mouth, and faced these stalking cameras, his expression turned cold in an instant.