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Fu Haitang's heart sank. He first looked up at the door, where Song Weiyu was staring at him with wide eyes.

Among the eyes filled with questioning, surprise, and waiting to watch the show in the banquet hall, only her worry was mixed in.

Although he had prepared an explanation in advance, once this video was released, no matter how he explained it, it would be a fatal blow to his reputation.

He smiled at Song Weiyu and told her not to be afraid.

Li Nian moved to Song Weiyu's side without knowing when, and said in a low voice: "Baoer, I am your best friend. Will you forgive me if I do something bad?"

"what?"

Song Weiyu frowned and looked at her, feeling a sense of uneasiness.

On the stage, Fu Haitang has already turned the microphone and said: "Since this lady has said so, if I don't let you broadcast it, it will make me look guilty. I believe that the reporters want to watch it more than I do, so let's broadcast it."

The reporters in the back row have already stood up, holding up their cameras for fear of missing any shots.

This kind of news is even more anticipated than the Spring Festival Gala.

In full view of everyone, Gu Zhen inserted the USB drive into the large-screen computer, and sure enough, there was a 3-minute video in it.

Li Nian bit her lip, glanced sideways, and quietly raised her hand to cover Song Weiyu's eyes.

It was knocked away by Song Weiyu.

Fu Haitang didn't look at the screen. He already knew what the content was, so it didn't matter if he didn't look at it.

He just watched her from a distance, seeing her clutching Lian Song's sleeves tightly with both hands, staring at the screen without blinking.

The hall was quiet and the play button was pressed hard.

A woman covering her eyes and crying appeared on the super-large screen. From her exquisite dress and exposed nose and lips, it was not difficult to tell that it was Song Weiyu.

In the video, she was wearing white fur and her deep collarbone was shaking with the sound of crying.

The voice of the person filming, "You shouldn't be thinking about her if you're not drunk. Why do you think about her, my ex-wife?"

"I...I can't control it. I don't want to think about him, but he's on my mind!"

"I just miss him. I miss him so much that it hurts my heart. I want to see him!" Song Weiyu in the video, his head leaning against the car window, tears streaming down his eyes, making me feel pity for him.

The familiar voice echoed in his ears, and Fu Haitang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He even thought he was hallucinating, until he slowly turned his head to look at the big screen.

what is this?

When was this filmed?

What do the words she said in the video mean?

Gu Zhen was confused and wanted to press pause, but he was already restrained by the security personnel. Everyone in the hall was very quiet, staring at the screen closely, not missing any details.

Song Weiyu in the audience opened his mouth, his face flushed, and pointed at the screen with trembling fingers, "This... this? Is this the video you changed?"

Li Nian had already disappeared.

In the video, Li Nian's voice continued to be heard: "Song Weiyu, let me ask you again, do you still love Fu Haitang?"

For a moment, the whole hall seemed to hold its breath. Even Director Zhang took out his glasses from his pocket, put them on, and leaned forward.

Coincidentally, a junk advertisement popped up on the computer, causing it to freeze.

Then they heard everyone gasping and cursing, "Ah...si! You're just having fun."

Fu Haitang put his hands in his trouser pockets and clenched them tightly. His face was solemn and filled with rare nervousness. He stared at the screen without blinking.

Song Weiyu's face had turned tomato red. He took out a mask from his pocket and put it on himself, secretly glancing at Fu Haitang who was staring at the big screen on the stage.

The man was as serious as if he was attending a meeting at the United Nations.

In the video, she answered with silence.

Li Nian's voice came again: "When you insisted on divorcing me a few days ago, that's not what you said."

"I did that...to force him to divorce me."

The reason for Fu Haitang's divorce, which was widely rumored a few days ago, seems to have been accurately answered now.

Reporters whispered, "So this is the real reason why Mr. Fu divorced? But why did Mrs. Fu force him to divorce?"

In order to cut it to the same length as the original video, the video ends here.

The reporters looked as if they were watching a TV drama that had reached its climax and they were forced to pay for VIP membership to watch the rest of the plot. They were all angry but unable to speak out.

After watching the video, Fu Haitang paused for several seconds before he couldn't help but chuckle.

This smile seemed to show that he didn't feel any pain from all the suffering he had endured before. He turned around and looked at her straight.

The sight of people passing through the sea of ​​people felt like burning someone. Song Weiyu's face and heart felt burned. He quickly lowered his head and hid behind Fu Liansong.

Fu Liansong met his father's gaze and spread his hands to firmly block the little ostrich behind him.

"Mom, you are so brave. This is no different from confessing your love in public. In 5 minutes, the whole city will know that you love my dad so much that you cry."