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"Ms. He, what can we help you with now?"

a reporter asked.

"Thank you so much for coming to see me today."

Hearing this, He Qinqin suddenly became shy and said, "You are welcome to come to my wedding on May 5 to support me."

Someone was surprised: "You are getting married on May 5th?"

"It is impossible for the child in my belly to live without a father."

He Qinqin touched his belly. In May Shiyao was released from prison.

He performed well in it, stepped on the sewing machine very quickly, and did a good job with the Paradise Umbrella, striving to be released a week early.

"As for what happened to Shi Yao at the construction site, Shi Yao did not do it out of his own will. His friend's mother had a kidney disease and needed money for surgery. She deceived Shi Yao. When Shi Yao found out that his friend was stealing building materials at the construction site, he It’s already too late.”

——"Has the wedding location been decided?"

Hearing this question, He Qinqin shook his head. "I will notify you on Weibo later."

She looked shy: "As you know, I am just an ordinary person now. I don't have a job yet, so I just keep everything simple."

"I still need to save money for medical expenses. The wedding is just a process, which means that the child will have a father in the future."

The media interviewers were very angry when they saw Deputy He Qinqin's weak and helpless appearance:

"Si's Group is such a big group. You saved their chairman, and they can ignore you as their savior. Isn't that too much and stingy?"

"Ms. Si Jiuyin provides legal aid to those designers and creators every day, but she ignores her daughter, whom she has been with for almost twenty years, just because she is not her biological child!"

……

He Qinqin wiped away tears as she listened to these voices, and her tone was pleading: "Please stop saying bad things about Ms. Si and the Si family!"

Among the voices expressing their grievances for He Qinqin, Pei Yue from Rongguang TV reached out his hand and pushed away an emotional reporter standing in front of him.

He snorted coldly, "You barkers, shouldn't you check again to see if you are carrying press credentials or rabies?"

The media reporter who was pushed aside by Pei Yue rubbed his head and recognized that the person who pushed him was Pei Yue, the nephew of Pei Zhaoan of Lexiang Group. He immediately put back the swear words on his lips and could only stand aside and sulk.

But the other reporters, whom Pei Yue said were barking, broke their defense and attacked in groups.

Someone directly used the identity of the seniors to suppress him, "Reporter Pei, how can you, a reporter with the lowest professional ability, dare to talk about our seniors?"

"Xiao Pei, for the sake of your brother-in-law, I won't care about your arrogance. If you apologize for this, we won't tell your boss."

Pei Yue heard the warning tone of these older media practitioners and laughed sarcastically: "My business ability is poor?"

"If in the past, he said that my professional ability as a reporter was poor, I would not argue with you. But today, based on your performance just now, you are not qualified!"

Some people were eager to refute. Pei Yue took advantage of his long body and long hands to directly hold the microphone in front of the person: "I want to ask, one of the most basic principles of a reporter is that you should not report events with subjective emotions, right?"

He patted the man's red face with his other hand: "Look, you are so anxious now."

"You really want to flush out the Si Group, right?"

Pei Yue's voice was cold, "Shouldn't you ask the person involved about the specific circumstances of the incident, instead of blaming another victim here? The knife was originally aimed at Si Jiuyin."

He restrained his usual cynical young master attitude and spoke loudly every word: "Shouldn't reporters focus on the perpetrators and the objective facts?"

"Would you like me to use my camera now to play back to you your red-faced excitement just now?"

Many people present were silent.

Although several reporters did not speak just now, they sympathized with He Qinqin in their hearts and condemned Si Jiuyin who had a cold attitude. At this time, they realized that they were a little "higher" under the crusade attitude of the crowd just now. .

Pei Yue glanced at these. The reporter then stepped forward and asked He Qinqin: "Ms. He, do you remember what the mental state of Wu Moumou was when he committed the knife attack? Was he alcoholic? Does the smell of alcohol on his body smell heavy?"

He Qinqin did not expect that the atmosphere that was originally incited would suddenly freeze because of Pei Yue's appearance, and she was not prepared for the questions raised by Pei Yue.

"I, I don't remember. It smelled like alcohol. I saw that he was very excited and very angry. He rushed over with a knife."

Pei Yue asked again: "Excuse me, do you know the perpetrator Wu?"

He Qinqin quickly shook his head.

She was afraid that Pei Yue would continue to ask questions that he was not prepared for, so she quickly said to these people: "I'm tired. There are too many people here. I feel a little uncomfortable. I want to rest."

"Your question gave me a headache. I really can't remember it. My mind went blank at the time. Please don't embarrass me."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation and wish you a speedy recovery."

Pei Yue glanced at He Qinqin, put away his microphone, and left with the photographer. Other reporters also exited the ward.

Pei Yue found it strange that He Qinqin still patiently answered questions from other reporters that were nonsensical and even seeking gossip about the Si family.

As soon as he asked the question about the case itself, He Qinqin felt embarrassed and wanted to take a rest.

Pei Yue shrugged, went to the parking lot downstairs, and got into his small sports car. He felt that he was so handsome today, so he couldn't deny his uncle a meal?

Pei Yue called his brother-in-law's secretary's phone number, but was told by the secretary that his brother-in-law had gone to the airport to see someone off today.

"Why would anyone want my uncle to go to the airport to see him off in person?"

Pei Yue muttered dissatisfiedly.

“My dad didn’t even come to see me off when I was forcibly sent to a construction site in Africa during my high school summer vacation.”

Suddenly, he heard the footsteps of two people outside the car.

*

Si Jiuyin's office.

Si Jiuyin put down the tablet in her hand and asked Tang Yu with a smile: "Is the reporter from Rongguang TV in the live broadcast just now from the Pei family?"

Tang Yu replied: "Yes, it is Pei Yue, the nephew of Pei Zhaoan, the president of Lexiang Group."

Si Jiuyin nodded.

Then, her phone was vibrating on the table, and she picked it up and answered a call.

The person on the other end of the phone kept talking, and Si Jiuyin only responded a few times, but the smile on his face deepened.

After answering the phone, Si Jiuyin let out a breath.

Then continue with normal office batching.

Tang Yu was confused: "Here, Mr. Si, He Qinqin said that he is getting married, why are you so indifferent?"