Pressing her doubts, she pretended that nothing had happened and went back to the meeting.
However, the venue at this time is also wonderful.
I don't know from whom the photo came out. In the photo, Liao Yiyang was holding a girl. The girl's face was a little fuzzy.
As soon as Lin an got the photo, he knew who was in it.
That's her.
Just don't know who secretly photographed, and it was when they separated, Liao Yiyang hugged her very sad.
It is estimated that at that time, what he was going to say was that he was going to get married.
A shadow suddenly covered Lin An'an's head. She raised her eyes to meet Jiang muxiao's evil eyes.
"What's the matter?"
Go out. Somebody's pissed him off?
Lin Anxian hurriedly hid his photos behind him.
Jiangmuxiaomingming saw her little action, but didn't say anything. Seeing Luoxi, he frowned and said, "I don't like Luoxi."
A thoughtless sentence provoked Lin an an's pity. She asked with a smile, "why don't you like her?"
He doesn't like Liao's father and mother. Lin An'an can understand that. But she thinks that no one can hate Luoxi, can't she?
Jiang muxiao frowned, looked at Lin An'an seriously and said, "well, I just don't like her."
"There's always a reason, isn't there?"
Lin an twisted his body and approached Jiang muxiao.
The picture behind me fell to the ground.
The enthusiastic guest leaned over and picked up the photo for Lin An'an, and asked with a smile, "Mrs. Jiang, do you see who the woman in the photo is?"
Lin an an smiles. It's hard to say that the person in the photo is her. In the big environment of China, in the minds of the older generation, it's extraordinary for men and women to embrace each other.
This kind of picture, flows out in Liao Yiyang's engagement banquet, shows this person's sinister intention.
Can't it be Liao Yan?
He came to her yesterday with a large stack of photos. They are not all the same photos, are they?
She had some regrets. If she had gone down to have a look at it at that time, maybe it would not have happened now.
At the engagement banquet, the picture of the bridegroom embracing another woman is displayed. How much harm will it do to the bride?
Lin an didn't know, because when she saw it, it was Mary, Luoxi's aunt, who was the first to get angry.
Mary loves her two nieces very much. She will never let her niece get hurt bit by bit. She grabs Liao Yiyang by the collar and slaps him in the face on any occasion.
That slap, like in the heart of Lin An'an.
She turned her head abruptly and did not dare to see Liao Yiyang's expression.
And then there was Mary's big voice.
"In laws, what is this? Is it too much for me to make such a fuss before I get married to your family? "
Luo Xi anxiously holds his aunt. This marriage can't be yellow. If it's yellow, it's all over.
Mary shakes off her niece's hand, and has a great momentum: "Luoxi, aunt must ask for justice for you."
"Aunt..." She called her in a hurry.
Sister Luo Ling also saw the picture and knew it was a misunderstanding. She quickly came up to her aunt and said, "aunt, my sister knows how to deal with it. We still..."
"Or something, or, I tell you, I don't have to swallow it in my dictionary."
Liao Haijun has high hopes for his son, who has been back soon. Now he has the same problem as his brother. If he is in private, he will turn a blind eye. But now he is put on the table, he quickly comforts Mary and says, "in laws, in laws, this matter has not been found out. I think it may be a misunderstanding, don't you think?"
Liao's father stares at Liao Yiyang, but he ignores his father's eyes and doesn't want to explain.
Standing beside Liao's father, Liao's mother secretly says: hum, since my son stinks, I'll stink you too. We'll see who stinks better then.
Lin an, who had been sitting silently, suddenly stood up slowly: "the person in the picture is me."
In a word, it immediately caused an uproar.
Those people, looking at Jiang muxiao's face from green to black, from black to green.
"Isn't it true that the woman in the photo is actually Mrs. Jiang?"
"I think President Jiang is going to blow up."
"Who doesn't blow it up..."
Everyone is whispering. If they fall into Jiang muxiao's ears, they will not be abandoned one by one because they are crazy demons.
Those who share the same table with Jiang muxiao and those who are next to him dare not speak any more.
A bloodbath, the rhythm to be staged.
These innocent people don't want to be affected."What did you say?" Mary looked at Lin An'an with a clear look: "it's really you, Lin an. You're really good at seducing men."
Luo Ling quickly grabbed aunt and explained, "aunt, it's not like this. It has nothing to do with sister an."
"How do you talk to her, you dead child? When did you learn to eat inside and outside?"
Luo Xi looked apologetically at Lin An'an and held her aunt who was about to run away: "aunt, this has nothing to do with other people's An'an. In fact, at that time..."
"What happened then?" Mary asked.
Luoxi was unable to make up a lie.
At this time, Jiang muxiao, who had been watching them quarrel, suddenly stood up, like a great wall in front of Lin An'an. He reached out to hold Lin An'an's little hand, and the temperature of his skin was like a fusion of blood, which burned into each other's lives.
"I was there."
Four short words, like a time bomb, set off a huge wave of power.
"What? President Jiang was there at that time? "
"What the hell is going on?"
"Is it a misunderstanding?"
The crowd raised their ears and looked at Jiang muxiao.
Jiang Mu Xiao glanced at the quiet meeting hall, and his low voice fainted slowly in the room: "at that time, Liao Yiyang came to our house as a guest. When we parted, we hugged and said goodbye, can't we?"
In a word, it clearly explains everyone's misunderstanding about this photo.
Lin an an, however, looked at the man in front of him.
Thick eyebrows, affectionate eyes, tight lips.
Her heart was beating wildly, as if a beam of sunlight was shining on her heart.
It's warm.
Looking at his woman from the opposite side, he took the photo and gave a cold hum. This photo is what he saw in the coffee shop.
"This is obviously an ulterior motive." With a smile on his face, his eyes fell on his mother.
Yesterday's express box contained this photo.
Obviously, yesterday's express was sent by Liao Fan.
Hum, this kind of insect carving is really meaningless.
Liao's mother gritted her teeth and looked pale at Jiang muxiao.