Chapter 22

Hang up the phone, Yunxiang continues to train with the coach.

What she learned before was all about violin and Cello instruments. Suddenly, when she practiced this, she had to press her legs and punch and raise her legs. After a whole set of movements, her legs were shaking.

"This kind of thing has to come step by step, you don't have to be too anxious, practice here first today," the coach suggested, looking at her sweat soaked clothes.

Cloud thought about lying on the lawn panting, "thank you coach."

After three hours of training, I felt as if I had been run over by a big truck, especially when I could hardly stand on my legs.

She is too eager for quick success.

Seeing off the coach, as soon as Yunxiang returned to the living room, he saw yunyiming go out in a hurry after receiving a phone call.

It looks like there's something going on over there.

When Yun Xiangxiang goes back to his room to take a bath and sits on the sofa to put his hair on, he turns on the TV and finds the entertainment program.

If you really see, Jiang Xiaoyue and yunxintian mother and daughter are surrounded by reporters.

"Miss yunxintian, I heard that you are under age, right? It's against the law to have sex with a man as a minor. Do you know? "

On hearing this, Jiang Xiaoyue in the picture roared, "Xintian has long been an adult, but the registration in the household register is wrong. Don't talk nonsense!"

"Ms. Jiang heard that you seduced Mr. Yun Yiming, gave birth to miss Yun Xintian, and then lived in the original villa. Are you planning to go to the upper level?"

"Ms. Jiang, did you know that miss yunxintian had a relationship with Mr. Linze and ruined Mr. Linze's engagement banquet?"

"Ms. Jiang, how do you feel about the upper position..."

Reporters from the entertainment world, carrying long guns and short cannons, break into the villa and throw out all kinds of sharp questions to Jiang Xiaoyue's mother and daughter. Each question is cut down as bloody as a blade.

Jiang Xiaoyue seems to be scared silly, and her face is as pale as paper. She didn't expect that the press conference would rush here, let alone that this is yunyiming's original villa!

Shame and anger made her gnash her teeth and scream, and all this was captured by the camera.

Yun Xintian is shrinking in Jiang Xiaoyue's arms. She is about to cry. The camera is facing her, as if to take a picture of her ugliness and expose it to the sun.

She tightly grasped Jiang Xiaoyue's body, a pair of panic eyes do not know where to look.

Cloud think can't help but sneer, originally cloud heart sweet than her age is older, already adult, no wonder this life and previous life dare to seduce Linze.

She already has a weak face. In addition, Yun Yiming has raised her well over the years, and nothing has been left behind. Jiang Xiaoyue's mother and daughter are fair skinned, with a concave and convex figure. A little bit of tenderness can soften people's bones.

Even now the appearance of panic, but also poor people want to rub into the arms of a good love, as if she is the victim.

It's a pity that the reporters in the entertainment world don't care whether they are soft or not. They just want the hot news!

In the face of the reporter's question, Jiang Xiaoyue, who has never seen this battle, pulls Yun Xintian into the villa and closes the door tightly.

Immediately call Yun Yiming and cry.

The reporter also can't rush hard, carrying the camera to block in the villa door, waiting for them to come out.

Yunxiang estimates the time. Yunyiming will arrive in half an hour. She takes care of her hair, turns off the TV, and turns around to see Yeqing standing at the stairs. She doesn't know how long she has been watching.

"Ma..." Cloud wants to look at the face of leaf Qing pale, in the heart draw painful for a while, lightly called a.

She should have seen everything on the news just now.

Ye Qing's eyes moved away from the screen, the corners of her mouth barely pulled up a smile, "think about it, why didn't you go to school today?"

Yunxiang sighed, "Mom, today is the weekend."

"Oh That's it. "

Looking at Ye Qing's haunted appearance, Yun thinks about the severe heart pain, remembers the car accident in her previous life, and her burned body, with tears in her eyes.

She came forward and hugged Ye Qing tightly, "Mom, Yun Yiming is not worth it."

Ye Qing looked back and watched her daughter hold her tightly in her arms. The floating lonely heart seemed to find a new home. She still had a daughter. Her daughter had to go through such a thing before she was a child.

Holding cloud tightly, Ye Qing's tears drop by drop hit on the back of his hand, "think, mom, I'm sorry for you."

Cloud think quickly shook his head, "Mom, this is not your fault!"

Looking up at Ye Qing's miserable face, he was only in his thirties, but his vicissitudes seemed to be more than forty years old.

Biting his teeth, Yun thinks to Ye Qing, "Mom, divorce Yun Yiming!"