Lay Down My Bad Husband

Tang Su raised his head, looked at the minister, and calmly replied, "what happened in those years was an accident, and we didn't even know who the other party was. Therefore, Lin Ziyi gave birth to a child alone and endured the abuse for so many years."

"So it was the president who defiled Miss Lin?" At this time, Yu Shaocheng's harsh voice of doubt sounded. He looked at Tang Su, and the examination in his eyes was obvious.

"No, everything. It was just an accident." Before Tang Su spoke, Lin Ziyi took the lead in answering Yu Shaocheng's question.

"Oh! What was the accident? Can miss Lin explain more clearly, so as to solve the confusion in everyone's heart? " Yu Shaocheng asked aggressively.

"Vice president Yu, as a normal man, you must have some physiological impulses." Lin Ziyi opens her mouth and wants to take the blame on herself. However, before she opens her mouth, Tang Su sees through her and puts her in her arms. She takes the lead in blocking Yu Shaocheng's words, and then goes on, "as for why I had a relationship with my fiancee, it must be a private matter between me and my fiancee, which is inconvenient for you to know."

"Mr. President, when did you find out that Miss Lin's son is your child's?" Someone asked an extremely sensitive question.

"About eight months ago." But Tang Su did not dodge back.

Eight months ago, wasn't it after she and Xiaoxi moved into the villa in xiaofengluan mountain?

Lin Ziyi looked at Tang Su, and even she did not ask Tang Su this question, but did not think that he knew everything so early.

"So you were with Miss Lin before you broke your engagement with an Xiyan?" Someone threw out a more sensitive issue.

However, Tang Su laughed quietly, and resolutely denied, "no! It was only after I was elected president that I told Lin Ziyi everything and asked her to live in the presidential palace to take care of her children. "

Tang Su's reply made everyone silent again.

"Mr. President, even if Miss Lin's son is your son, after all, Miss Lin is a divorced woman. How can a divorced woman be the president's wife?" Another voice asked.

Tang Su looked at the questioner, raised his lips, laughed and said carelessly, "in our country, the law stipulates that everyone has the freedom to marry. If two people are not in good relationship, they can't continue to live. Naturally, they can divorce. If they meet their beloved, they can remarry. What's the problem? Is it true that divorced men and women who have moral problems should be spurned by this society? In China, the divorce rate of nearly 30% every year is enough to prove that divorce is a common thing! Are not many of the people present today remarried? "

Lin Ziyi stares at Tang Su, never knowing that he can be so patient and explain so many words to a group of people.

Everyone was blocked up by Tang Su's words.

"But Mr. and Mrs. president are role models for everyone in the country, Mrs. President..."

Tang Su laughs. Before the problem is settled, he says with a trace of humor, "the president and the president's wife are human beings. Besides, I believe that if my fiancee knows that she will become the president's wife one day, she will not marry other men and divorce again before that."

Lin Ziyi listened to Tang Su's words and couldn't help laughing.

Yes! If she knew that she would meet Tang Su and fall in love with him hopelessly, she would not even look at other men.

All the people under the stage were completely blocked because of Tang Su's hypothetical words. Most of them were calm and didn't know how to continue to refute, especially those cabinet ministers who had been in Tang Su's camp. Some of them even couldn't stay. They shook their heads and sighed and turned around and left.

"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!" For a moment, the sound of Yu Shaocheng's two palms hitting each other suddenly sounded in the very quiet banquet hall. Then, the applause of other people also rang out, all belonging to Yu Shaocheng's party.

"Mr. President is really affectionate to miss Lin, so I wish the president and Miss Lin a happy life in advance." Yu Shaocheng clapped and laughed deeply.

"Thank you Tang Su took Lin Ziyi's hand and clasped it with her fingers. "With vice president Yu's good advice, we will be together for a hundred years."

Lin Ziyi tightly clasps Tang Su's warm hand and looks at him. His faith is never stronger

The night of the imperial capital is lit by bright lights. Even if it is close to minus centigrade, it still can't cover up the bustle and noise of the imperial capital. The streets are full of traffic, just like the blood of this international metropolis.

After coming out of zhangtai hall, Jinxiu sped the car onto the street with one foot of gas. Her eyes were staring at the road conditions in front of her. What she kept thinking about was the scenes in the banquet hall of zhangtai hall just now.She never thought that one day, her Jinxiu would become a clown, and she was defeated by the same woman for the second time.

When Tang Su's secretary Qin Shuo showed the two pieces of DNA paternity test in front of the public, when the two photos of the same little boy appeared on the big screen, she just felt that she had become a big joke.

Tang Su is the president of F country. With his wisdom and wisdom, how can he be easily confused by a woman, or even risk being criticized by the people all over the country, and stay with Lin Ziyi.

This is not without a reason!

Why did she never think of it?

An 18-year-old will be pregnant for you and give birth to a child, suffering from the world's abuse and desolation of the world's women, which men will feel not owed to her.

It was her stupidity. Tang Su's love and care for Lin Ziyi were so obvious, and her rejection was so undisguised. However, she seemed to be blind, and still insisted on going to the underworld.

She Jinxiu, the editor in chief of the biggest fashion entertainment magazine in F country, when could she do such a ridiculous and stupid thing, because a man, because of his identity, let himself play the role of a clown.

The accelerator of the footstep is constantly stepped down. The sports car with good performance gallops on the road like an arrow, just like Jinxiu's extremely depressed and bored mood at the moment, eager to find an outlet to vent.