President's Dad: Arresting the Reporter's Wife

At this time, the reporter asked again——

"Excuse me, is this incident related to Miss Xia's disappearance a while ago? Did the Lan family kick her out of the house for this?"

"Is it because of this?"

The guests present looked at this side speechlessly, and had to admire the associative ability of these media.

Lan Aiyu seemed to be holding back the sorrow and resentment in her heart, turned around and looked at the big photo quietly, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

After a while, he looked disdainfully at Xia Shuiyue with a cold face, and raised his voice:
"Xia Shuiyue, since you like to make things public, let's make it clear today."

After Lan Aiyu finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the center of the venue, her tear-filled eyes showed extremely cold eyes.

Fu Bo, who was standing in the work area, seemed to see her growing hostility, and couldn't help sweating secretly.

And everyone has a premonition that something special will happen.Because in the huge cemetery, the air seemed to be cold.

Xia Shuiyue looked at Lan Aiyu quietly, if it wasn't for her grandfather's funeral, she would never have the mind and strength to argue with her, but now she always has to give herself a reason to go in.

But at this moment, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

Lan Aiyu took a deep breath, as if letting go of the burden in her heart, and finally said——

Everyone present also fell silent, as if they were waiting for her words.

"I didn't want to bring up this matter again, because our Lan family didn't want to pursue her life experience, but grandpa's death was directly related to her."

Her voice was elegant but indifferent, such a sentence aroused everyone's curiosity.

"How is this going?"

"Is there a problem with Miss Xia's background?"

This is really breaking news. The descendant of the South Asian royal family who has been receiving much attention, the person in charge of the LOS brand, and the woman of the president of Qianganmu, does she have a problem with her life experience? !

This is the same as her disappearance and getting involved, and it will also be the headlines of every page.

Lan Aiyu's words hit Xia Shuiyue's bones like a gust of cold wind, causing her body to shiver suddenly.

what did she say?Is the grandfather's death directly related to me?Her slander may not be too much!

Lan Aiyu looked at the astonished look of everyone, and turned to Xia Shuiyue's eyes, shooting out a murderous ruthlessness.

"The Lan family has been hiding a secret. Xia Shuiyue has no blood relationship with the Lan family at all."

As soon as these words came out, Xia Shuiyue felt that her blood was cold, so cold that it was about to freeze, and her breathing was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

The first thought that flooded her mind, this is simply nonsense!She has lived for 19 years and has never heard of such a thing. How could she have no blood relationship with the Lan family.

"Impossible! Lan Aiyu, this is impossible."

The soft but firm voice was also full of shock and disbelief.

Everyone present, including the servants and bodyguards of the Lan family, even Fu Bo, were stunned by Lan Aiyu's words.

As for the other guests and the media, it was as if they had encountered a nuclear weapon explosion, and the discussion was boiling for a while.

At this time, Lan Yuting, who was standing in the family area, said heavily, "Ai Yu, enough is enough, the funeral will start soon."

Originally, everyone's eyes were full of doubts and inquiries, but Lan Yuting's words undoubtedly secretly affirmed Lan Aiyu's statement.

But people are like this, the more they want to talk about things, the more curious they become.And in many cases, curiosity is the sharpest blade.

The reason why the media has infinite lethality is often due to people's curiosity and sense of good things.

"Boss Lan, is this true?" A government official couldn't help but ask.

"How is it possible? Who doesn't know that Lan Lao loves this granddaughter the most?" Some people didn't believe it.

Lan Aiyu glared at Xia Shuiyue contemptuously, and said softly: "Miss Xia, are you going to continue attending the funeral now, or are you going to go out, please."

"Lan Aiyu, stop." Xia Shuiyue stepped in front of her, and raised her voice: "Of course I want to attend the funeral, but please make it clear that I can't go in or leave so vaguely."

"I've made it very clear that you have no blood relationship with the Lan family, it's just that grandpa has been hiding it. Do you think there will be someone like you in the Lan family?! Do you want me to give the newspaper to you?" Do you turn it over again?!"

Lan Aiyu's words were full of hatred and hostility.

Xia Shuiyue's already overdrawn body swayed slightly, a burst of suffocation, a feeling of suffocation on the verge of death, at this moment, what she saw was not only Lan Aiyu's contempt and hatred, but also everyone's eyes cast on her. His gaze is like a sharp arrow, and now he is like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

All the rebuttals and explanations were choked in his throat like an ice cube, melted by his own body temperature, and turned into teardrops, filling his eye sockets.

Until all the choking melted away, Xia Shuiyue swallowed all the heartache again, and now she was more concerned about why this person kept saying that he had no blood relationship with the Lan family.

"I don't believe it. I have been with my grandpa since I was a child. Grandpa never said that I am not his granddaughter. Grandpa loves my mother and me the most. You are lying!"

"Yes, there must be evidence." There are always troublemakers.

"Now that Lao Lan is gone, who else can prove it?" The media is more concerned about how to use this incident to convince the public.

Lan Aiyu glanced at everyone's faces, and said loudly: "Evidence? Isn't what grandpa said himself evidence? Grandpa told me and dad."

Before she could finish her sentence, everyone focused their eyes on Lan Yuting who didn't say a word. The deep expression and firm gaze made people guess infinitely. At that time, gradually, they would all be positive.

"Xia Shuiyue, let me tell you, it was you who became Mu Junqian's mistress, it was your gorgeous photos flying all over the sky, it was you who did something embarrassing to the Lan family, and it was your scandal that made grandpa's condition worse. Dare to come back and say that he is the flesh and blood of the Lan family?!
Lan Aiyu's words were like sharp knives, and she stabbed at Xia Shuiyue mercilessly with every sentence, as if her words were not shocking and she was endlessly dying.

And everyone present was shocked by her words.

It turned out that the rumors were all true. It turned out that she was really Mu Junqian's mistress. This was the first time I heard of such a thing among the descendants of South Asian emperors.

"No, it's not—" Xia Shuiyue clenched her fist tightly, and a row of white teeth bit down a row of deep marks on her lips. Holding back the tears that were about to fall, Xia Shuiyue sternly scolded her, her petite body Trembling like autumn leaves.

"Miss Ai Yu, stop talking."

Fu Bo came out from behind at some point and walked up to the two of them.

Xia Shuiyue grabbed Fubo's arm, as if grasping the only life-saving straw, and choked up incoherently: "Fubo, this is not true, it's not true, right?! How could I not be grandpa's granddaughter, I don't."

She knew that Uncle Fu was the old housekeeper of the Lan family, and he must have known it after watching her grow up.

Lan Aiyu said before Uncle Fu opened his mouth: "Uncle Fu, you came just in time, let me ask you, you know Xia Shuiyue's life experience best, tell her how she came to Lan's house.

All of a sudden, all eyes were on Fu Bo in a black suit, and everyone was waiting for his answer.

Although he was considered a servant of the Lan family, everyone knew that when Lan Zhenglin was alive, he trusted him more than anyone else.Maybe he really knew the truth of the matter.

Uncle Fu shook his head helplessly, supported Xia Shuiyue's crumbling body, and said to Lan Aiyu in a deep voice: "Miss Ai Yu, you know, the master loved Miss Shuiyue the most when he was alive, and now the master just passed away, what do you want to prove? what?"

"Uncle Fu, you also know that grandpa loves her the most? But grandpa is mad at her scandal." Lan Aiyu's voice was even more mournful.

"Miss Ai Yu." Forbe's voice became more serious, even with the taste of scolding.

Junlan Aiyu didn't seem to be angry with such a tone, but turned around and pointed to the huge photo behind him - Lan Zhenglin's voice and smile seemed to be alive, and a pair of kind eyes were looking at everyone.

"Uncle Fu, everyone in the Lan family knows that you have never lied. You look at the photo of grandpa, and now you say, did you see your aunt give birth to her with your own eyes?!"

Xia Shuiyue raised her small face with difficulty, her cold hands were trembling, and her eyes full of tears were staring at Uncle Fu's face. She also needed this answer. After living for 19 years, she never thought that she was not the granddaughter of her grandfather. , if I have nothing to do with the Lan family, where did I come from? !
"Forbe, tell me, is what she said true?"

Uncle Fu gently patted her on the back, sighed deeply, looked up at Lan Zhenglin's photo, tears filled his old eyes, and in a haze, it seemed as if the events of 19 years ago had reappeared——

It seemed that after a long time, he spoke with difficulty:

"I have been in the Lan family for 19 years, and I have been with the master. I know who the master loves the most. Since everyone wants to know today, I can tell you that when the second lady came home, she came back with Miss Shuiyue in her arms. , I admit that I did not see the second lady was pregnant for ten months, but the master has never doubted that Miss Shuiyue is not the flesh and blood of the Lan family."

The original noisy environment seemed to have quieted down, only the cold equipment of the media was still working, and everyone's eyes were focused on these few people, as if they were watching the next development of the matter.

If Uncle Fu hadn't been supporting Xia Shuiyue, the dizziness and suffocation at this moment might have caused her to fall.

"No, it's not. It's not like that"

Tears blurred everything in front of me, confusion, fear, and overwhelmed, all came in an instant.It's just that the emerald on the wrist is still so clear. Grandpa said it was a family heirloom of the Lan family, left by his mother. How could grandpa lie to himself? !

Lan Aiyu took a step step by step and walked up to Xia Shuiyue. The well-cut dress wrapped her perfect figure, but under the soft background, there was a chilling feeling.

"Xia Shuiyue, you heard me, Uncle Fu didn't lie, let me tell you, not only Uncle Fu, but also many old servants of the Lan family can prove it. Grandpa treats you well, but it can't prove that you are from the Lan family. "

"Miss Ai Yu, no one can prove that Miss Shuiyue is not the biological daughter of Second Miss." Forbe retorted vigorously.

Lan Aiyu smiled coldly, turned around and gestured, a bodyguard in black came over with a document, bent slightly, and handed it to her respectfully.

A firm yet complacent voice rose along with the document in his hand.

"This is the document that my aunt adopted Xia Shuiyue from the orphanage back then. The Lan family will announce it at the same time at a later press conference. Anyone who is interested can confirm it."

A reporter immediately recorded the pink folder and Xia Shuiyue's pale face.

"No, it's not."

why?Why didn't my grandfather say it before?Why? !