The world is waiting for the president to kick me

Chapter 1947

Are you sure there is no problem with such a flat tone?

After Jiang Yiting finished speaking, while everyone was in a daze, he bent over and quickly entered the car, and quickly closed the door.

The reporters with blank faces: "..."

Fortunately, this Jiang Yiting is not from the entertainment industry. It is very difficult to interview such a person!

Xiong Jingling watched and blinked, "Jiang Yiting, is what you just said true?"

The man pinched his eyebrows and said softly, "Huh?"

"You said, the agreement between you and Lan Xingxing...to help her become the heir of the Lan family?"

"Yes, why?" He put down his hands and leaned over to her, his deep eyes were full of dark light, "Do you think your husband is too good and you are under pressure?"

"...Fuck you."

Xiong Jingling pushed him angrily.

Police officer Tan focused on the front, "You two, can you respect the traffic rules in the police car?"

Xiong Jingling lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Where are we going now?"

"Send you to see Grandpa Jiang, and bring Lan Xingxing back to the police station. This time, the evidence is solid, and she won't be released on bail."

Xiong Jingling nodded.

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone to check the wind direction on the Internet. Sure enough, the names of her and Jiang Yiting reached the peak of popularity again.

This time, finally no one scolded her.

Xiong Jingling breathed a sigh of relief and looked at it with gusto.

"Fake mistress is real wife, this is fun enough for 6!"

"What kind of immortal endurance is this? After being scolded for so long, I only clarified it now. I would have blown up a long time ago!"

"After all, he is an excellent citizen, and ordinary people cannot achieve this attainment..."

"My friend's cousin is a member of the police. With reliable information, he and his wife were able to catch the leader of the trafficking organization. They have contributed a lot!"

"Damn! They are an innocent couple who are still doing harm to the people, why should they be splashed with dirty water, the Lan family is so vicious, that Lan Xingxing is really rotten!"

"What does that old guy from the Lan family mean at the press conference? Didn't he let Jiang Yiting get married?? I'm going, the whole family is so disgusting. Fortunately, Jiang Yiting is not with Lan Xingxing, facing such an inhumane murderer Murderer, how are you going?"

"I'm sorry, I want to apologize to Jiang Yiting and Xiong Jingling. I was blinded and said a few excessive words. I'm sorry!"

"Ah, I said it too...I want to apologize too..."

"Jiang Xiong and his wife are so sweet, the screenshots of the press conference are full of love!"

Someone later posted a screenshot of the picture, Xiong Jingling opened it and took a look, it was really true.

When I was there, I didn't feel that way.

It turned out that Jiang Yiting was holding his hand all the time.

There is also a moving picture, when she wants to drink water, when she moves her hand, Jiang Yiting uses the other hand to help her unscrew it, without letting go.

The corner of Xiong Jingling's mouth curled into a warm smile.

……

The picture on the TV has been dark for a long time.

But in the ward, as if falling into dead silence, it could not calm down for a long time.

"No, no, how could it become like this..."

Lan Xingxing murmured, ever since Officer Tan released the evidence on the live broadcast and said that she was going to be invited to the police station, she was completely chilled from head to toe.

Suddenly, the hands that were originally held by Admiration also lost the last touch of warmth, and Lan Xingxing suddenly raised his head. The Admiration who was full of kindness to her looked at her with strange eyes that she had never seen before.

Lan Xingxing turned her head and cast her gaze at Old Man Lan as if begging for help, and Old Man Lan also stared at her, eyes full of shock, pain, and...full of resentment.

"No, Grandpa, Aunt Jiang... Listen to my explanation, it's not like this..."

She cried bitterly, trying to find someone who believed in her, but no one gave her a reliable look.

(End of this chapter)