"Miss Ye, may I ask you and Mr. Jiang Zhenfu, when did you start. Is it because of love, or is there something to ask for? ”

"Miss Ye, as far as we know, you and your husband have a good relationship. Why is there an extramarital affair, is it **! ”

"Miss Ye, is this the reason for your divorce from Shang Shao!"

"Miss Ye, does Shang Shao know that you and Mr. Jiang Zhenfu have this kind of dealing? As far as we know, you had a miscarriage a while ago, is that child Shang Shao's, or Mr. Jiang Zhenfu's? ”

Miss Ye, Miss Ye......

A large number of reporters held long guns and short cannons, surrounding Ye Jiaojiao, who was miserable and her ears were buzzing, scrambling to ask questions, for being left behind.

The sound of taking pictures is endless......

Ye Jiaojiao was forced by them to cry in addition to crying.

The tears that have never been used only on men have also come to a clearance sale today, and they are flowing out without money.

The waterproof eyeliner of the crying was blurred, and the black circle smeared under the eyelids.

The eyelashes, which are distinct and thick, have also been washed away by tears, and have become shorter and looser.

And the black liquid, mixed with tears, flowed down his cheeks.

Like black tears, reflecting the pale face, red lips, and scattered green silk...... This gives people the first impression that it is a ghost to get rid of!

"Miss Ye......"

"Don't ask me, don't ask me again! I don't know, I don't know anything!! ”

Ye Jiaojiao suddenly screamed.

She pressed her hands to her ears and held her head, avoiding the questioning of the men.

And shook his head vigorously, lowered his head, closed his eyes and shouted: "I'm **, I'm **-ah!! ”

Ye Jiaojiao in front of the camera is like a madman, crying and screaming.

And in the end, the scream like a hanging voice frightened the nearest female reporter, and almost threw the 'overhead gun' in her hand!

But at this moment, Ye Jiaojiao suddenly fell to the ground softly.

His head slammed into the corner of the stairs with a muffled thud.

"Knock ......"

Unexpected.

Liu Mengru, who had been standing next to her in a daze, finally walked out of the entangled love in her heart when she saw her daughter fainting again.

She rushed into the circle surrounded by reporters almost in an arrow step, holding her daughter and crying bitterly.

For a while, the scene, which was already chaotic enough, was pushed to the chaotic ****!

Journalists were in an uproar.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, they have keen news insights, one by one, as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, they pick up long guns and short cannons, and they all grab pictures of the "mother-daughter love" in front of them.

Click!

Click-click-click......

There was another shutter sound.

Ye Tengda, who was always standing on the steps, had an extremely ugly face.

But under his feet it seemed to have roots, and he couldn't move and stood there, watching his most distressed wife and daughter, crying into a pair of tears.

But his brain was chaotic, like a bowl of thick paste, and only a blank gray remained.

He didn't understand why such a feast had become like this!

On the screen behind him, the ear-burning voice came from the ear-huh.

And the chaotic situation in front of him made Ye Tengda even more upset!

Ye Jiaojiao and Jiang Zhenfu, who are the culprits, are struggling to shirk their responsibilities, and the other is hiding from afar and watching coldly.

Ye Tengda, who was cold-hearted, looked up at the sky.

Unexpectedly, a shadow broke into the bottom of my eye.

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