Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

If only he could remember. If he could remember, he would not ask himself whether he was too cruel to his children, whether it was wrong to do so, or

If he remembered, she would not feel aggrieved.

At last, they were all just a sigh.

Before the press conference, everyone was speculating about what had happened, and it was worth song's holding a press conference.

You know, the Song family didn't hold a press conference before facing such a big crisis.

"Can't Tang Xin decide to divorce?"

"No, I haven't seen Tang Xin having an affair with others recently."

"You can't get divorced without gossip. No one stipulates that Tang Xin will be tied up with song all his life."

"Yes, she is still so young, has a successful career, is beautiful and has a good figure. Why should she be widowed all her life?"

The more gossip reporters talk, the more they feel that this is the truth. Then they see that Tang Xin holds song Qinbei's hand, followed by Zhou Bei, and the three of them come here together.

Journalists: "WTF? What the hell? "

All the reporters in the whole process were in a state of muddle, but they still grasped what they wanted to know - Song Qinbei was not dead, song Qinbei was just recovering from his wounds before, and now he's back. Song's family is back in his hands again, and everything is back on the right track.

Tonight, microblog and other software headlines are contracted by this matter, even the entertainment industry is a sensation.

Among them, the most excited are Tang Xin's fans.

"Ah! My brother-in-law has come back. Does this prove that my sister can come back, too? "

"Wuwuwuwu, heaven has eyes. Good people are really blessed. Finally, my sister can not work so hard."

"My God, can my sister come back? We've been waiting for a long time."

"Sister, come back quickly. We miss you so much."

Ni Lan also specially contacted Tang Xin and asked if she was ready to return.

But Tang Xin said: "going back is going back, but now is not the time."

"OK, I'll arrange it for you first. As long as you have this plan, it won't matter how long. Everyone is waiting for you."

"I know... Thank you."

The press conference successfully reported, and the outside world also received news that song's stock rose by leaps and bounds, and everything was developing in a good direction.

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In the evening, little nuomi dada ran into his brother's room and told them in a low voice what happened to them this morning after school.

Speaking of being scolded by his father, little glutinous rice was in tears again.

Qian'er and Xiao Bao look at each other and frown at the same time.

It seems that they really want to find a chance to drive Lindsey out of their home, otherwise, let alone repair their parents' feelings, it would be good if they didn't get worse and worse.

Then wake up the next day, see Linxi again carrying things from the kitchen, the three children's expression is very cold.

Little glutinous rice nestled up to his brother and didn't speak.

Xiaobao nodded politely, with the same temperament as song Qinbei: "thank you, aunt Linxi, but you are a guest. In the future, let other people in the family do this kind of thing."

And qian'er is even more powerful. With one look, people can understand that his identity is not simple.

He silently took a sip of the milk and added, "it's their job. If you do, they don't have to stay here."

Lin Qian was surprised and looked back. Sure enough, the servants behind her were watching her.