Next, the host and assistant first went to the control field, said today's process, and then asked an Yanmo out.
An Xiaowan pushed his wheelchair and took a deep breath. "Dad, let's go?"
"Well."
An Yanmo nods gently.
The wheelchair rolled, and gradually, an Xiaowan pushed an Yanmo into everyone's sight.
An Yanmo's hand slowly tightened at the side of the body, a little nervous. He restrained himself and began to clarify what had happened at that time after everyone was quiet.
An Xiaowan stood aside, looking at his father, looking at the reporters below, suddenly felt that all the advantages were illusory.
Finally, this day.
She once dreamed that her father would wake up and clarify in public that she was not the father murderer who was despised by everyone.
In this way, no one would look at her with that kind of fear and strange eyes.
"Mr. an Yanmo, is what you are saying true? Or Are you under duress? "
An Yanmo slightly frowned, "of course not, everything is true, I just hate that I didn't wake up early, clear my daughter's suspicion, let her be wronged for so many years."
"Well, miss an, it was said that Mr. an Yanmo had passed away, but now he came back from the dead. How do you explain this matter?"
An Xiaowan took a step forward and said calmly: "in those years, after the news that Dad might wake up came out, I found something strange around the ward. At that time, I knew that Du Yunlan would not let her father have a chance to wake up and come out. Therefore, I can only make this illusion to make her think that her father is no longer there. In this way, I can keep him
Hearing his explanation, all the reporters were silent for a few seconds.
How many women have such ability and determination?
This is definitely not an easy thing.
"Did you deliberately make up the news of Du Yunlan's murder that night?"
"Not really." An Xiaowan's eyes were dim. "That night, Du Yunlan did send a killer. I just changed the patient in the ward into a man with force value, not a vegetable who couldn't move."
All around, there was a burst of applause.
Lu Bei, who was sitting outside, couldn't help but stretch out his elbow to meet Jing Luochen and said with a smile, "Hey, you see, she's really good. Did I make a good friend?"
Jing Luochen didn't move, and his eyes didn't tilt to him. He just looked at the two people above the stage quietly.
At the same time, this reception is also being broadcast live by various TV stations.
On the other side of the TV, there are Mr. and Mrs. Huo.
"Is it really wronged?" Madame Huo frowned slightly, "ah, it's really pitiful."
However, Mr. Huo pursed his lips. "No matter what, you see the trap she designed, she is not an ordinary woman after all."
Mrs. Huo was silent for two seconds. She knew that Mr. Huo's opinion on an Xiaowan was deeply rooted, and did not say much. She just said, "no matter what, it shows that the child has a strong heart and bearing capacity, and it is not a bad thing."
A young lady, at the age of eighteen, is afraid that no one can be more powerful than her.
At this time, Yan orange, who came to visit Huo's house, couldn't help squinting.
She approached Mrs. Huo and Mr. Huo, and said, "I heard that it was Huo Shao who was able to get rid of her guilt in those years."