Cheng Jianxin looked gloomy and stared at Cheng Junhua with his eyes: "How do I know!"
Cheng Junhua's eyebrows, his face is also quite unsightly. "This voice, there is a name, now..."
"Look at the Dragon Palace Square!" Cheng Jianxin got angry and his neck became thicker.
Cheng Junhua heard it and was shocked: "This recording has caused public anger?"
"What do you say? You have to do it on the plane, why not tell me in advance?"
Cheng Junhua slightly licked his thin lips and told him that he would agree?
He looked at Cheng Jianxin. "I will pick up the person who uploaded the recording and give my uncle an innocence."
"It is best! Now, the other party is dark, we are clear, he is prepared, we want to find him, it is easy."
Cheng Junhua’s glory: “Even if you turn the entire K country over, you have to pick it up!”
"Now, the most important thing is how to explain to the people of the country!"
Cheng Junhua sneered, "Uncle, why explain to them?"
"This recording is fake!" Cheng Jianxin roared.
Even if it is true, he will not admit it before the people.
"Whether it is true or not, this is also a matter between national power. No matter who is king, it will not affect their lives."
"That said, but the power of the people is still terrible."
"The uncle said, is it that someone has pinched this recording to frame you, isn't it?"
"Do you think they are fools?" Cheng Jianxin angered, double blush.
Cheng Junhua looked gloomy: "What does that uncle think? Don't explain it to them, don't explain it to them."
"There is also a way to explain." At this time, Cheng Wanduo's enchanting body swayed into the ground.
Cheng Wanduo is tall, graceful, and full-bodied. She always likes to wear tight-fitting suits, especially black ones.
The black tight-fitting suit makes her more beautiful.
And the big waves of the waist make her more sexual, enchanting.
Cheng Junhua saw her, and his eyes passed a strange color.
Among so many women, Cheng Junhua quite appreciates Cheng Wanduo.
Not petite, bold enough, hot enough, and very independent.
Cheng Jianxin listened to her saying this, faintly asked: "Do you have a way?"
"Dry, you explain this, who would believe?" Cheng Wanduo said with a smile: "But if you find someone who uploads videos and recordings, let him admit that he is framed by you, or how much they will believe."
Cheng Jianxin: "If I can find the person who uploaded the video, I have already killed him!"
Can't find it!
Cheng Wanduo smiled and licked his hair. "You won't even play, will you?"
Cheng Junhua listened, raised his eyebrows, all clear.
Cheng Jianxin looked at Cheng Wanduo. "You mean, find someone to admit?"
Cheng Wanduo smiled and looked at Cheng Jianxin: "It can only be like this, isn't it? Dry up. And, it's not you looking for it, it's up to me."
Cheng Jianxin looked at Cheng Wanduo deeply: "Can you do it well?"
Cheng Wanduo smiled. "I don't want to be stronger than anything? Cognac, now outside the Dragon Palace, I don't know how many reporters are surrounded."
Cheng Jianxin’s sharp eyes passed a touch of appreciation for Cheng Wanduo.
He said: "I will give it to you. When you find someone who will admit it, I will come out again."
"Don't worry, these days, you will be wronged." Cheng Wanduo said a filial piety.
"At the crucial moment, it is still a lot of ideas to use." Cheng Jianxin couldn't help but exaggerate Cheng Wanduo in front of Cheng Junhua.