"Who said it? We have evidence, of course there is evidence." When Wei Guilan saw that her baby daughter was speechless by everyone, she immediately stood up to support her. Listening to the aggressive questions of the reporters, Song Ziping next to her also began to restlessly, and a bad feeling in her heart rose faintly.

"What about the evidence? Can we take it out for us to see? It is said that we must convince people with reason. Only with evidence can we make the most fair report." As soon as Wei Guilan finished her words, the reporter immediately beat the snake and followed the stick, and did not give them a chance to breathe.

The mother and daughter looked at each other, and their expressions began to be a little panicked. The eyes swept across the scene, cold sweat oozed out of their foreheads, and their breathing became messy.

Where have the reporters who have benefited them been amused? Why don’t you stand up and say something?

"They can't produce evidence. I have some evidence here. I wonder if you are interested?"

At this moment, a gentle and low voice broke the stalemate, and the three people appeared on the left side of the crowd.

"Of course, things with evidence are facts. If there is no evidence, it is just rumors. As journalists, we have the obligation to show the truth to the public, rather than fabricate facts." The rookie reporter saw that the visitor turned against the rookie's behavior just now and turned into a passionate young man full of ideals and ambitions.

"Oh? As a reporter, I have a heart to investigate the truth, and I am very commendable." Octavian smiled at the rookie with unclear praise and criticism, reached out and walked to the projector carefully. At the same time, Liang Zhongyi also followed the two and three steps away, and stopped two or three steps away, waiting quietly.

Song Ziping looked at the three people who were walking calmly, his face became tense, and his heart suddenly sank.

Octavia didn't want to offend him, but this man was standing on An Ran's side. He didn't want to offend him and had to offend him.

"Song Anran, aren't you hurting me enough? What do you want to do?" Song Jiamei stared at Anran who was carefully supported by Octavia and said with a bad tone.

At this time, she didn't hide at home and cry, so why did she do it?

"That's right, you've killed your sister's child, what else do you want?" Wei Guilan seemed to be protecting the chicken, and was full of defense. It was as if Song Anran would rush up to Song Jiamei at any time.

"I advise you to be careful when speaking. Just based on what you said just now, I have advised you to slander. Besides, I'm just here to prove something. Why are you so nervous? Are you guilty?" An Ran said, as she casually swept over the two of them with furry eyes, then lowered her head and connected the laptop computer to the projector. Her elegant and calm look formed a clear contrast with the tense expressions of the two.

"Certificate, what is it?" Looking at An Ran calmly, Song Jiamei's heart began to thrust.

"It proves that your words just now are true or false." An Ran looked up at Song Jiamei with a pursed lips and smiled faintly, then reached out to point on the computer keyboard, and a picture was displayed in front of everyone under the projector.

It was a luxurious living room, with two men and two women sitting in the room, a fluffy haired girl with a messy hair slowly pushed the door and appeared at the door, with a sharp voice immediately.

"Stop, do you have no explanation for the palm prints on Jiamei's face?"

"Why are you glaring? Are you still right to hit Jiamei? No matter what, she is your sister, how can you be so cruel?"

"I'm vicious? Have you ever seen a sister who climbed onto her brother-in-law's bed? My hands were dirty even when I hit her. Sister? Is she worthy?"

"Shut up? Why? Is it me who did the wrong thing? Is it me who climbed onto my brother-in-law's bed? Is it me who taught such a self-deserving daughter?"

"If you don't want tomorrow's wedding to be cancelled, just shut up."

“…”

"Uncle, there will be no more wedding tomorrow."

"Nephew, didn't I just say that as long as the wedding will be held as usual tomorrow, I have no objection to Anran after the wedding. I also agree that Jiamei will move to your place, and..."

"impossible."

“…”

"You... you are unfilial daughter, I will beat you to death."

"Get out of this house and don't let me see you again."

In the picture, An Ran's stubborn but unyielding face, Song Song Jiamei's pitiful crying, Wei Guilan's arrogant and domineering questioning, Meng Zekun's silent and profound words, Song Ziping's angry and angry scolding, all showed in front of everyone.

One picture is enough to make people see two things clearly. The first thing is that the person who robs the fiancé is not Song Anran, but Song Jiamei. The second thing is that the Song family’s attitude towards Anran is enough to see in the picture just now. It is to open the mouth and scold it. What is like what Song Jiamei said just now, Anran scolds the old man at will?

"This, this..." Wei Guilan and Song Jiamei looked at the scenes in disbelief, shocked to speak, while Song Ziping slowly clenched his fists, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

It seems that he underestimated this dead girl's ability. Today, their Song family's reputation is destined to be ruined.

"This is the scene where you were so angry that Song Jiamei drove me out of the house because she stole my fiancé. What? Have you forgotten?" Seeing the three of them being hit hard, An Ran said with a faint smile, and then said loudly to all the reporters who were stunned by the scene: "I believe that after seeing these, you already understand who stole whose fiancé, right?"

There is a monitor in the living room of Song's house. She had known for a long time that all the surveillance videos were removed in a month. So when Song Jiamei slandered her at a concert, she had secretly asked someone to get the video back, but she didn't want to take it out unless she had to, just to not want to break up with the Song family. Since the Song family has broken up with her first, what else can she hesitate about?
Chapter completed!