Chapter 307： pre-arranged (1)

Chapter 307 Arranged in advance (1)

wave after wave

Tang Ke really didn't expect that he originally just wanted to show off his power and dig a hole to explore the way.

I don’t know if I didn’t do a single thing about this, and now I even lost myself.

Especially this kid.

Obviously only one or two years old, how to make such a stumbling block is so hard to prevent.

And now, after being slapped again suddenly, Tang Ke's face was ashen, almost uncontrollable.

At this moment, he looked at Jiang Mingyu with fire-breathing eyes, and roared in disbelief,

"Jiang Mingyu, you just came to look for something as soon as you returned to China, didn't you!"

"I'm looking for something? You don't even look where it is now?"

Jiang Mingyu didn't show any sympathy towards Tang Ke.

Even after slapping her in front of many media, she is still calm.

She didn't move because she was not afraid of her, just because the time had not come.

At this moment, seeing Tang Ke wanting to get angry but not daring to do so, Jiang Mingyu had no scruples at all, she closed the thin nightgown on her body, squinted her eyes, and smiled bitterly,

"You came to me early in the morning to be wild, and I gave you a lot of face by letting you come out completely. You dare to attack my son's idea. Are you really tired of living?"

When said the last half of the sentence, Jiang Mingyu's tone suddenly became erratic.

is like a cloud flowing with the wind.

However, this fluttering sentence fell into the ears of everyone, but no one dared to listen to it as a joke.

"I didn't touch him, he ran out by himself."

"Oh, really?"

At this moment, An An was still lying on Sheng Hao's shoulder and refused to get up. Jiang Mingyu reached out and hugged the little guy, but unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a certain man's shoulders. Wet marks.

Jiang Mingyu calmly squeezed An An's little butt, and hugged him familiarly in his arms, first checked whether he was injured, then raised his head, and continued,

"What do you mean, my less than two-year-old son ran up the elevator with you, then went downstairs with you, and finally when he walked to the door with you, he suddenly fell, Here are the reporters."

"Yeah, that's it."

Tang Ke nodded solemnly.

but then felt

This matter sounds like it has no credibility at all.

It is rare for such a child to be able to walk well, how could he be able to complete such a series of actions alone.

But all of this happens to be true.

At this moment, Tang Ke looked at Nangong Anyao with a different expression. With a little tentative alertness, he suddenly stepped forward and pointed to his little nose and said,

"You said, are you really a child?"

"Miss Tang, it's too much to treat a child like this."

At this time, Sheng Hao, who had always been standing by the side, came over.

stood directly in front of the mother and son, glared at Tang Ke with a frown, and said coldly,

"This is the Nangong Building. You came here early in the morning for an impure purpose. Now you still want to frame a child?"

"I didn't, I,"

"Whether you have it or not, take 10,000 steps back, even if all this was designed by An An, but are these reporters arranged by him in advance?"

In the words of Sheng Hao, everyone was beaten to a halt, and there was no movement for half a minute.

Even the excited reporter lowered his head in a guilty conscience.

stopped even with those equipment, and dared not continue shooting.

In case of being held accountable by the Sheng family.

This consequence is not something they can afford.

At the same time, just when the situation here was dumping heavily on Jiang Mingyu's side, a black phantom slowly approached the street not far away.

Then, a graceful woman walked down, looked at the scene here, and said coldly,

"Keke, you're going too far."