Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Ready to leave the crowd quickly stopped and looked at each other.

The obituary issued by the "Lin family" group does not mean that Lin Yifei died of a sudden heart attack? Why did Xiao Bilan say such a thing?

Lin ran glanced at them secretly and then began to cry.

"Dad, it's useless for your daughter. You died so miserably, but your daughter can't revenge for you..."

"Master, if you leave, I don't want to live. Lin ange, why don't you kill me too... "

Xiao Bilan's cry was even louder.

Lin ange's name was almost called out with gnashing teeth.

"Well?"

All the people showed deep doubts.

Lin an Ge killed Lin Yifei. How could this be possible?

Xiao Bilan is not crazy, how can say such words.

They don't believe it, but they want to see what's going on?

Lin an Song Mou color tight, twist eyebrow toward Xiao Bilan mother and daughter to see the past.

Indeed, they are a pair of "movie queens". They are really lifelike when they play. Tears moved, said the heart crack lung.

"Dad, it's useless to blame my daughter. Looking at the enemy of killing my father, I can't help it Dad, I'm sorry... "

Lin ran looks at Lin an Ge with tears in her eyes. The expression in her eyes is both angry and afraid.

How can the media ignore such a big news.

Qi Qi gathered to them, and some of them came towards lin'an'ge.

"Is it true that Chairman Lin, Mrs. Lin and Miss Lin are saying?"

"Chairman Lin, is the death of Vice President Lin really related to you?"

"Chairman Lin, deputy director Lin is your stepfather. How can you..."

When the flash lights were on, Lin ange couldn't open his eyes.

Lu Yi Yao's deep and narrow eyes shrunk for a moment and glared at the two reporters who asked questions. The cold light in the eyes is frightening.

The two reporters took two steps back in fright. But they really don't want to give up on such a "hot" news. Keep talking.

"Chairman Lin, don't you have anything to explain?"

"Why should I explain?"

Lin an Ge can't help it any longer, and the crimson Ling lip hooks and sneers.

"Mrs. Lin has slandered you so much. Shouldn't you excuse me?"

The two reporters bravely continued to ask questions.

"Why should I plead? Only those of you who have no brains will believe in nothing. "

Lin ange tried to bear it, and his anger curled in his chest and abdomen.

Xiao Bilan and Lin ran are really two mad dogs. They seize every opportunity to bite her.

It seems that I am too kind to them.

"Chairman Lin, since you said that this matter is in vain, what will you do to them next..."

One reporter continued to be aggressive.

"That's enough

Lu Yiyao can't bear it any longer and scolds the media in front of them.

The reporters stepped back two steps in horror.

Seeing that Lu Yiyao is already angry, they dare not ask Lin an Ge any more. Retreat and run towards Xiao Bilan and Lin ran.

"Mrs. Lin, is what you just said true?"

"Mrs. Lin, what you said just now is legally responsible..."

Xiao Bilan half cry half smile, sad way.

"Of course what I said is true. My master was killed by Lin ange? Master Did you die unjustly? "

"Dad, how miserable you died Lin ange, you mean person, you have a cruel heart. In order to take it back to the villa, I killed my father... "

Lin ran also cried out.

Seeing them make more and more fierce, Lin ange can't watch any more, and shows his meaning to Ding Pei.

Ding Pei nodded and dialed Fu Bonian's phone.

Fu Bonian came quickly, as if he had been waiting outside.

The police are here.

The mood of the media is rising.

I didn't expect that.

A memorial service, unexpectedly kicked a big news.

Everyone was scrambling to make headlines.

Soon, someone, regardless of whether Xiao Bilan said it or not, edited what had just happened and published it on the Internet.

A stone stirs waves.

The servers are going to crash.

Comment area.

There have been various voices of justice.

They all demanded that the cause of Lin Yifei's death be thoroughly investigated, and the real murderer must not be let go.

Some people even broke the story of Lin ange four years ago.

……

Another courtyard in Yunxi.

The young man of evil spirit sat on the balcony, looking at the breeze and drizzle outside, smiling.The man with a half silver mask came up and leaned over, whispering.

"Little master, Mr. Gu is here."

"Let him in."

Men's voice is not light or heavy, not slow. No temperature, no color.

"Yes, little Lord."

The masked man answered and turned away. Soon, a man in a black suit came up.

"Little night, long time no see."

"Gu Shao, are you all right?"

The night owl Minister got up and stood up, his blue eyes blinked and his smile was inexplicable.

Gu Anhe takes off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiles at him.

Two people sit down.

The masked man put on two glasses of red wine and retreated to one side.

"Gu Shao, are you from Lin Yifei's memorial service?"

The night owl minister is quiet and cold.

"That's right."

Gu An and the smile in his eyes became more evil.

"Ah..."

The night owl minister shook his head.

"Little night, are you?"

"Gu Shao, why are you in such a hurry to leave? I didn't see a good play with my own eyes? "

The night owl minister has some regrets.

"Little night, what play?"

Gu Anhe pretends not to know.

The owl minister glanced at the masked man.

"Look, Gu Shao."

The masked man then handed him an iPad.

In the video.

Xiao Bilan and Lin ran are crying and accusing at the long gun and short gun.

A memorial service became an accusation meeting.

"Lu Yiyao is really good. He didn't clean people out after all this trouble? Lin ange is also calm. She is worthy of being his woman. "

Gu Anhe hooked his lips, and his chin gave a sneer of evil.

"Gu Shao, this play should not be directed by you?"

The night owl minister raised his goblet and shook it gently.

In the glass, the red wine sways. His lips, more charming.

"How can I be so good at it?"

Gu Anhe also took up the glass and sipped it lightly.

"Care little, be modest."

The night owl minister took a sip of wine, with a drop of wine hanging on the corner of his lips. It's like a trace of blood left by a vampire.

"Yeshao, I didn't do it."

Gu Anhe again defends.

"It doesn't matter whether it's you or not. The important thing is, how do I see Lu Yiyao end up? "

"Ha ha..."

Gu Anhe shrugged and laughed.

“……”

The night owl minister continues to shake the goblet in his hand, blue eyes, looking at the distance.

It rained heavily all night, and the air was wet and foggy between heaven and earth.

"Little night, you have a good drink."

Gu An and head up, the remaining glass of red wine to drink.