Chapter 379

The press conference on the parent-child mystery of Hodgson group, which attracted the attention of all media in a city, was finally held on time. When I listened to the host's obviously repressive opening behind the scenes, my heart almost reached a critical point.

I feel that my body is no longer my own. My legs tremble slightly, and sweat oozes from my forehead and palm. Throat dry cough, temperature drop, nervous as if even close to the voice can not be heard.

I don't know how long I have been in this state. In short, someone gently reminds me that it's time for me to come out.

I can't get rid of what should come. Even though I know the consequences of this decision, I don't know how to do it.

Behind me someone gently pushed me, is the person in charge of holding the document, "now go out." His glasses reflected light at a certain angle under the light. I didn't see his expression clearly.

The arrow is on the way. I have to send it.

I moved my stiff legs, climbed five steps, and exhausted all my strength.

From the dark to the light conversion is too sudden, the magnesium lamp stabbed me some can't open my eyes, so subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

My appearance undoubtedly dropped a bomb in the originally turbulent venue, and the reporters began to stir up. I heard the sound of "click" cameras coming from all directions, and the flash exposed me in full view.

After a commotion, the host managed to control the rapidly expanding atmosphere of the venue, and then she gave me a ceremonial smile, indicating that I could sit on the specially prepared seat over there.

The solitary single table suddenly reminds me of the treatment of the defendants in the court. Yes, now I'm supposed to be treated the same as the defendants who committed the most heinous crimes.

I finally had a good understanding of what it was like to be on pins and needles, because when I was sitting there, I didn't dare to look at anyone below or even on the stage, for fear that they would swallow me alive. Therefore, I can only hopelessly look at the desktop in front of me.

"Be quiet. Please be quiet." The host controlled the situation of the scene. After a long time, the noisy scene was a little quiet.

As soon as I calmed down, I felt the sight sticking to my body, so I could only hope that the suffering would end soon.

"Now, the protagonist of this press conference, Chi Wan, Ms. Chi, has arrived at the scene. If you have any questions from the media, you can ask them in the next question session and let them answer for you." The host said to the following people.

I'm really nervous. I'm so nervous that I didn't realize that when the hostess mentioned me, she didn't even use all the names related to the Huo family.

All I can do is sit there and wait.

"Well, in order to give a general conclusion to the doubts of everyone and the society, let me ask Miss Chi a few questions first." Said, I saw the host picked up a piece of white paper, she sharp look to my side.

I thought of the alarm bell in my heart, so I quickly organized and repeated thousands of answers in my brain.

"Excuse me, Ms. Chi, as the key person in this incident, did you come here voluntarily to solve the misunderstanding?" The host looked at me and the whole room was quiet.

What seems to be an unimportant topic is actually proving to everyone that I am responsible for everything and that the Huo family is totally innocent.

I should have known this cruel thing for a long time, didn't I?

I raised my head and looked at the dark crowd below. I couldn't see their faces clearly. I nodded numbly, "yes, I am voluntary."

"Well," the host seemed very satisfied with my attitude, and her tone relaxed a little, "why do you choose to stand up at this time and explain the facts to everyone? Before the problem so big, whether you, or Huo family, did not give a reasonable answer

"Because, I want to tell you the truth of the matter," I said faintly, "I have been running away before, because I feel guilty, so I dare not face it. After experiencing some things, I have figured it out."

As soon as the words came out, the noise began to rise again. People were whispering and saying something, and from time to time they cast all kinds of eyes on me.

"Everyone, be quiet," the host said at the moment, "please let Miss Chi finish speaking."

In order to hear the most powerful news, those people cooperate with the quiet down.

The host then turned his attention to me again, "well, what is the truth of the so-called thing?" Then her tone changed and she seemed to ask fiercely, "in other words, is the child in your stomach the Huo family?"

The child has been more than five months, and I don't know whether he has a feeling that he can't explain the truth to me. In a word, when I heard the host's question, my stomach gave me a sharp jerk.

The sudden pain made me frown and put my hand on my stomach.

When the symptoms eased a little, I looked up again.

All the people focused on me. They put the microphone to me, the camera to me, and there was an urgent look in their eyes.

That's what they're most concerned about.

Tension to a certain extent, in order to hear my answer, the scene can only hear the sound of electrical running quiet.

Late, it's this time, there's no turning back, I said to myself in the bottom of my heart.

I swallowed saliva, forehead seems to have a small sweat overflow, nails also seem to squeeze into the meat because of how much force, but these, I can't feel.

Moving my lips, I vomited out their urgent answer, "I... this child... Is..."

I spent all my life trying to convince myself that I didn't say it completely, because at the entrance of the meeting hall, a sharp drink suddenly rang out and blocked my words.

Also pulled me back from the abyss.

That voice contains the anger that will break out soon and the shock that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, which makes me stop with my mouth half open.

"Later, you shut up!" Simple words, let my heart like the earthquake when the tall building, at any time there is the risk of collapse.

I'm so familiar with that voice, even in this case, I can still distinguish it. That's what I've heard for 30 years. My favorite and scariest voice is my father's voice.

Just, why is father here at this time? How can I explain the current situation to him? If he knows the purpose of this press conference, what should he do?

My brain is running fast and restless.

Because of that roar, everyone's attention shifted from me to my father. He appeared from the entrance of the meeting hall, and then came to me with a surge of momentum.

The closer my father is to me, the clearer I can feel the low pressure from him.

When I saw his face, I knew that my father was really angry this time. My father is usually strict, but I've never seen him look so angry.

"Dad..." I stood up in a panic, and my voice trembled, "you, why are you here..."

I dare not look into my father's eyes, for fear that when I look him in the eye, the lies I have told them all the time and my betrayal to myself will be swept away by him.

"What are you doing?" My father's voice was loud and cold, and he questioned me.

It's just that this line of sight is hotter than the line of sight that everyone has just added to me. It makes people feel embarrassed.

Yeah, what am I doing? I can't let my father know.

I look at my toes, "I, I

Then my wrist was firmly held, and my body began to move in one direction with the strength of that hand.

Before my reaction, my father pulled me off the platform of the press conference and headed for a place backstage.

Huge shock and fear, I can not and dare not disobey the father's meaning, can only step with his fragmented steps, still great behind him, fast walking.

I would never dare to make a sound until my father spoke.

My father finally stopped at the door of a room just before my heart exploded.

When the door opened, another person appeared in front of me, who I didn't want to see. At the moment, my mother was already in tears.

"Little night, why on earth do you..." my mother cried when she saw me. She took my hand and her lips were trembling. She couldn't even say a complete word.

If I was still afraid just now that my parents knew something, now I can confirm by looking at my mother's performance that they must have known the fact that I didn't want them to know even if I did.

How could that be?

Without giving us time to cry, my father pulled me into the room and closed the door heavily.

With that big bang, my heart vibrated.

The room is still echoing the mother's uncontrollable cry, she held my hand tightly, as if this can encourage me, also can comfort herself.

Looking at the trembling mother's shoulder and her red eyes in the room, I really hate myself. I said that I would not let them worry any more. Why is it so now?

"Mom... What I can do now is to try my best to make myself look not so bad, and to ease my parents' worries. But why, just one syllable, I can't control myself.

Nose acid, my tears can no longer be closed, Pusu Pusu flow out. All the grievances, all the shame, all the loneliness, at this moment, all burst out.

These two people are the people I love the most and love me the most. Only in front of them can I be weak and so unscrupulous.

I hold my mother, she also holds me, our mother and daughter tightly together, let sadness pass each other.

Crying for a while, my mother let me go, she took out a handkerchief to wipe my tears, regardless of their red eyes, tears whirling, "little night, what's the matter with you?"

I just remembered that when we were crying, someone should have reached the critical point of the outbreak.