Five years later, Sanbao took his mother to abuse the chaebol family

Chapter 215 After Ning Jiaojiao knew the truth, she collapsed!
The press conference started. After Ning Xi sat down, he glanced at the reporters present.

Looking at the entertainment media company on Mike, Ning Jiaojiao probably won over Ning Guofu's only remaining friendship.

The reporters were all sharp-tongued, and the microphones were raised side by side to Ning Xi's mouth.

Several voices mixed together, making people's ears buzzing.

"Miss Ning Xi, there are many voices accusing you on the Internet, can you tell me your opinion?"

"Ning Xi, you have to give a reasonable explanation for forcing your father to death."

"On the Internet, you said, the eldest daughter of the Ning family, now that the Ning family is down and out, you have to cling to the Si family to survive, how much do you know about the seventh master of the Si family?"

Mike raised it directly to Ning Xi's lips, and the two reporters had a dispute over the order, and each pushed the other.

Ning Xi shook her head and remained silent.

She turned to look at Ning Jiaojiao. The reporters she invited were eager for quick success and wanted to interview her first.

But looking at the process, it seems unprofessional...

She coughed twice, and the reporters focused their attention on her again.

Suddenly, a figure in the crowd slowly stepped forward.

He held the microphone in his hand, and his eyes were quite provocative.

"Ning Xi, your father was killed by your own hands, what kind of mood did you have at that time, can you explain?"

Si Fenghao raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ning Xi with provocative eyes.

He knocked away the reporters beside him, and placed Mike in front of Ning Xi with a sense of oppression.

Speaking of this, she is not sleepy anymore, she has a lot to say!
So start five years ago.

If I don't say anything, I'm sorry for Ning Jiaojiao spending money to invite these people to support her!
"of course."

The smile on her lips grew stronger.

"Ning Xi, if it's hard for you to say, I'll say it for you."

A deep and magnetic voice sounded, and Ning Xi only felt a gust of cold wind blowing past him.

When everyone heard the voice, they turned their eyes sideways and paid attention to the man in front of them.

When Si Fenghao heard this familiar voice, his hands trembled uncontrollably, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his mouth was slightly astringent.

The man was wearing a well-tailored suit, and his exquisitely sculpted face was somewhat enchanting.

The beautiful eyes are covered by sunglasses, making the whole person majestic and mysterious.

Like the Asura of hell, and also like the untouchable, cold and elusive flower of Gaoling.

The moment Ning Xi saw Si Zhaoting, she felt inexplicably at ease, and the smile spread across her entire face.

When she realized that something was wrong with her, she quickly closed the corners of her mouth, pretending nothing happened.

Zhang Ke just sent the news that Si Fenghao came here with Ning Xi.

He was worried about what Si Fenghao would do to Ning Xi, so he hurried over.

"Have you finished dealing with the Si family's affairs?"

Si Zhaoting asked the question casually, with an uncompromising tone.

Si Fenghao's legs went limp, he nodded and shook his head.

"Uncle Seven, I'm not worth it for you because of such a big fight over a woman who just divorced me. You didn't read the uproar on the Internet. She is a queen. Except for me, I don't know how much she has raised..."

"Pa..." Before Si Fenghao could finish speaking, Si Zhaoting slapped him in the face resoundingly.

Si Fenghao just felt dizzy, and the reporters present took several steps back.

Ning Jiaojiao was stunned, and stared blankly at Si Zhaoting, she was really handsome by him.

She turned her head to look at Si Fenghao again, with a look of uselessness, her disgusted eyes crawled up and down her cheeks.

"Uncle Seven, you..."

Si Fenghao slowed down, covering his beaten face with a look of disbelief.

If it was too much, he didn't dare to say it, so he could only sniff aggrievedly.

Si Zhaoting, ever since he met this woman, always turned to Ning Xi.

What kind of ecstasy soup did this woman give him! ?
"Ning Xi, what should I do..."

Si Zhaoting directly ignored Si Fenghao's words, and turned his head to look at Ning Xi, the coldness in his eyes suddenly turned into tenderness.

Ning Xi waved her hand, not wanting to waste too much time and energy because of Si Fenghao, a bastard.

Si Zhaoting understood what she meant and remained silent.

He looked at the reporter in front of him cautiously, and hooked his fingers.

A reporter marked "Phoenix Media" on Mike stepped forward, and he walked on thin ice tremblingly.

No one knows, the Seventh Master of the capital is vicious, and he doesn't know what will happen if he targets him...

"Remember what I said, I will see it on the front page in a while."

Si Zhaoting paused as he said each word, the reporter nodded his head.

He dare not say no!
The man waved his hand, and then the reporter stepped back quickly, his feet feeling weak, as if he was stepping on cotton.

"You are curious about how Ning Guofu died. As far as I know, he was pissed off by the green hat on his head. Mrs. Ning, I am right."

Si Zhaoting changed the subject and passed the conversation to Sun Huayun.

Sun Huayun was at a loss for words for a moment, her face flushed red.

But in the face of such a big meeting with the Si family, she didn't dare to yell at Ning Xi in public, so she could only digest it by herself.

When Ning Jiaojiao heard about it, she looked at Sun Huayun in disbelief.

"Mom, what did he mean?"

Her eyes widened, and her fingers kept shaking the woman's arm.

Sun Huayun sighed and mustered up her courage.

"Mr. Si, why do you say that? Is there any evidence?"

She didn't want Ning Jiaojiao to know about it, she had lied to her daughter for more than 20 years.

If she was in Ning Jiaojiao's situation, she would definitely not be able to accept it.

Jiaojiao was indoctrinated by herself since she was a child, that Ning Xi and her mother were sluts, and the mistress was in charge.

If Ning Jiaojiao found out now that she was the one who was in charge of the mistress, she would definitely not be able to forgive herself.

The low air pressure around Si Zhaoting instantly oppressed everyone present. He rolled his beautiful eyes and waved his hand.

Zhang Ke stepped forward quickly and handed the folder in his hand to Ning Jiaojiao.

Sun Huayun wanted to snatch the folder, but Zhang Ke quickly withdrew it, and he apologized politely.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Ning, this is not for you."

He nodded politely, and once again set his sights on Ning Jiaojiao.

Ning Jiaojiao took the folder, removed the tangled thread, and pulled out a stack of papers from the folder.

She turned to the last page and saw the words "exact match" printed on the test results.

Ning Jiaojiao was shocked.

When did she do the dna?

The moment she saw the name, the world view she had built over the years almost collapsed.

Her name and a man she had never met were displayed on a piece of paper, and her scarlet eyes met Sun Huayun's.

Sun Huayun snatched the paper from Ning Jiaojiao's hand, seeing the test result, her whole body went limp.

"Why? Why did you lie to me?"

Ning Jiaojiao's throat was so choked that she couldn't speak at all, and her body was trembling non-stop.

Just as Sun Huayun was about to hold her close to her arms, Ning Jiaojiao pushed her away frantically.

She looked at Sun Huayun almost collapsed, and kept scratching her hair.

"Sun Huayun, you are such a failed mother."

(End of this chapter)