The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 150

Just when Tang Xinyan was about to tell the whole truth, the phone in her pocket vibrated.

She took out her phone and clicked on a photo.

The mother lay on the ground, dying.

Tang Xinyan's heart suddenly throbbed.

If Tang Yurou refused to hand over her mother for telling the truth in order to get revenge on her, and if her mother could not take medicine for a long time, she would be separated from her.

Tang Xinyan looked at Tang Yurou with red eyes. Tang Yurou put her hands on her forehead to block the reporter's view, and cast a sinister look at her.

Tang Xinyan knew that Tang Yurou was ruthless, but she didn't expect her to be so ruthless.

Even if she has no blood relationship with her mother, she has lived in the Tang family for so many years!
Tang Xinyan closed her eyes, her long eyelashes were trembling, her neatly trimmed nails were deeply embedded in her palms, and blood flowed out from between her fingers.

"Tang Xinyan, may I ask if you have ever intervened in Yurou's relationship with Fu Shao, have you been a third party between them?"

"May I ask if you faked that recording to frame Yurou?"

"May I ask why you pushed Ms. He Meijuan downstairs? Aren't you afraid of retribution for doing such an outrageous thing?"

"Someone revealed that your private life is chaotic. When you see one and you love the other, are you just so obscene in your bones or are you forced by life?"

"..."

The reporter's questions became more and more acute, and there was no bottom line. Some reporters even smashed the microphone in her face.

Tang Xinyan thought of the photo of her mother lying on the ground dying, she opened her bloodless lips, "I..."

……

Ye Ran, who was waiting in the lobby of Huanhai Hotel, looked at the scene of the press conference on the big screen, and her heart was raised in her throat.

She admired Tang Xinyan quite a bit. She was able to maintain her superficial composure under all kinds of sharp and bottomless questions from the reporters, without shrinking from stage fright.

But thinking that she will take all the dirty water on her head next, Ye Ran doesn't know whether to be happy or sympathetic.

"Quick, the boss is coming."

There was a loud noise, and Ye Ran turned around.

I saw a few men in suits rushing towards the door with the hotel staff, and soon lined up neatly and orderly on both sides of the door.

Ye Ran had never seen such a grand occasion before, she got up from the sofa and looked towards the door curiously.

She saw three black luxury cars parked at the entrance of the hotel. With her eyesight, she could only see the door of the car in the middle open.

A pair of long legs landed on the ground, and the man in a well-tailored black suit got out of the car while buttoning his jacket.

The handsome and noble face was cold and indifferent, with a cold aura that strangers should not get close to.

Ye Ran was stunned.

He, isn't he Xinyan's second married husband, Mo Chiwei?

Hearing from Xinyan, the two had a complete quarrel, he went abroad and will not be coming back for the time being.

But why did he come here?

Is it for the sake of beauty?

After he got out of the car, several people got out of the other two cars and followed him into the hotel.

The hotel staff all bent down, and he strode inside without squinting.

Ye Ran looked at Mo Chiwei, whose appearance, figure, and temperament looked like a nobleman who came out of a medieval castle, and she couldn't take her eyes away for a long time.

……

Tang Xinyan was about to speak when the door of the press conference was suddenly pushed open.

Jian Cheng walked in with a few people.

Tang Xinyan was shocked and surprised.

Seeing Jian Cheng, Tang Xinyan subconsciously looked for Mo Chiwei, but she didn't see her in the crowd.

A few seconds later, she felt a scorching gaze fixed on her. She looked around and found a person standing in an inconspicuous place on the second floor.

His figure was stern and tall.

(End of this chapter)