"Get out of the way... Don't squeeze."

The bodyguard has been blocking reporters who want to take pictures.

Shen Enron's hand was held tight by Ye Shengting. He walked quickly, but his face was still smiling.

On the one hand, I am in a good mood. On the other hand, I know that this is a reporter's job. There is no need to deliberately commit a crime.

Even Zhuang Su ordered people to prepare small gifts.

The news is getting more and more popular this time. It's normal for the press conference to surround her.

They waited in the cold wind for hours.

Shen Enron thought they would ask why their daughter wasn't with her at the beginning.

Unexpectedly, if she only heard the name Xie Qinghuan, even if it was the person who saw her, she didn't react so much now.

But the reporter said she came out of the hospital.

She was afraid when she thought about it.

That woman can do anything.

I had to kill myself again and again before.

If she is really alive, she will definitely want to kill herself and the people close to her

Ye Shengting put down his cell phone and turned her face. "Listen, I said, there's no so-called resurrection. I've seen the picture, it's not her."

"Are you so sure? But the reporter can say it's her at least when he sees someone who looks like her."

Yesheng Ting smiled coldly, "it can't be her because she is very similar."

Xie Qinghuan's face has long been disfigured.

And after disfigurement, there was no treatment for half a year, and even the wound was not treated.

That face was beyond recognition before he died.

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