Wrong Bed,Right Guy

"Mr. Ling, may I ask you a few questions?"

One of the reporters who came around spoke.

"Yes."

Ling Zhongtian nodded and agreed.

"I heard that you have just recovered from a coma. Congratulations. In addition, I don't know if you know all the recent events. What do you think of your adopted daughter and son-in-law secretly scheming for you and your own daughter? Do you and your daughter have any responsibility for this problem? "

The front sounds good, but the latter problem is pointed at Ling Zhongtian and Ling Xinyue.

The way you ask questions is problematic.

Song Ligang and others showed a displeased look, but Ling Zhongtian did not change.

"When it comes to responsibility, there are."

"Do you, then, admit that you and your daughter were at fault in the whole affair?"

"Mr. reporter, please pay attention to your words. I'm not talking about fault. My biggest responsibility is to be too kind, and take a white eyed wolf to my side and cultivate it carefully. But my daughter's responsibility is too simple and kind-hearted, was deceived by Chen Shaoling's rhetoric. For this, my daughter and I both paid a price and gained growth. My daughter, in particular, grew up more mature and excellent, which is my pride. "

Although Ling Zhongtian takes the responsibility to himself and Ling Xinyue, his words make everyone feel more sympathetic and support them.

When did kindness and kindness become the reason for being held responsible?

Clearly, it is Ling Xinran that revenges the hand that feeds him. It is Chen Shaoling who has a bad heart.

Ling Zhongtian and Ling Xinyue just paid sincerely and kindly. What's wrong with them.

"Well, what Mr. Ling said is true. Well, I have another question. "

The reporter did not continue to grasp the same question, but he did not intend to let Ling Zhongtian go.

As everyone here knows, this reporter is not good.

He must have some purpose.

This purpose may be related to the second question.

Ling Xinyue is worried, but Ling Zhongtian smiles and holds her hand, giving her warmth and strength.

"Ask."

Ling Zhongtian's attitude is still mild.

Did not because of the reporter's previous offense, take their own big man's identity to blame him, suppress him.

"I don't know about the massacre in Hailing city 20 years ago."

"A lot of things happened 20 years ago. I don't know which one Mr. reporter is referring to."

"It's true that a lot of things have happened, but I'm afraid that the only thing that can cause a tragedy is that the owner who decorated the house first killed his wife and then committed suicide. It is said that their seven year old son was also at the scene, witnessing the scene of his father killing his mother and then committing suicide. At that time, the biggest competitor of decoration was Mr. Ling. And in unexpectedly decorate the boss couple suicide, Mr. Ling, your company has gradually improved. At that time, there was a rumor that it was your malicious competition for the decoration that caused the tragedy. "

Twenty years ago, Ling Xinyue was still very young and had been living in her grandmother's house in the countryside.

So for her, it was the first time she heard of such a thing.

But she didn't believe dad would do that.

"Mr. reporter, there is a price to pay for spreading rumors and planting booties. If you insist on accusing my father of forcing suicide without proof, I can sue you

Ling Xinyue stood up and said in a sharp voice.

"Miss Ling was just a child at that time, and how could she know what happened."

The reporter sneered and jeered.

"Well, I don't know. What about you, reporter? What evidence do you have to prove that what you say is true, rather than malicious speculation and slander

"Of course I don't have the evidence."

The reporter was still swaggering and laughing.

Ling Xinyue is more sure that the other party is deliberately making trouble.

"If there's no evidence, don't talk about it. Next time, I'll ask you to publish an apology to my father in public

The reporter laughed and said nothing more.

Ling Xinyue doesn't want to let this kind of person destroy Ling Zhongtian's mood, so he plans to push him into the company.

"Dad, don't pay any attention to him. Who knows who sent him on purpose to find us unhappy. "

After all, in addition to Ling Xinran, who can't find a trace, there are Chen Tianliang and his wife who are uneasy and kind-hearted.

"My daughter, don't be angry. It's not worth it."

Ling Zhongtian smiles and pats the back of Ling Xinyue's hand.

Then the reporter spoke again.

"After the decoration boss and his wife committed suicide, their son was sent to the orphanage. By time, he is twenty-seven years old. A seven-year-old child has already remembered something. Does Mr. Ling think that he will not be reconciled to his parents' tragic death, so as to find a chance to revenge on you? "

"If you say that, I can regard it as a threat to our general manager Ling. Be careful I'll call the police and catch you. "Song Ligang snapped.

The reporter shrugged and said, "I'm just making a hypothesis. What's more, if Mr. Ling doesn't feel guilty, why should he be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door? "

The tone is full of sarcasm, which sounds particularly unpleasant.

Ling Xinyue wants to say something, but Ling Zhongtian pinches her hand, indicating that there is no need to worry about it.