Today's media reporters are very scary. They will do any despicable thing just for the sake of headlines.
Tracking, secretly photographing, paying for information...
The Feng family has a decisive influence in the political world. It is true that it can silence most of the media, but it is not powerful enough to control foreign media...
With the power of the Feng family in the political world, just one word can silence those reporters.
On the surface, the matter does not seem difficult to solve.[
But the Feng family couple knew in their hearts that the only thing they could restrict was the domestic media.
Overseas, there is absolutely no way.
Mrs. Feng couldn't afford to take this risk, so she told her bodyguards that no reporter could be allowed in!
Soon, the housekeeper came running over with the child in his arms.
"Madam, child."
The sound insulation effect of the door was not very good. When Sikong Lingge heard that the child was coming, he immediately grabbed the doorknob excitedly and tried to open it.
The next second, I thought of something and quickly let go.
no!
She can no longer be so impulsive.
Before you make sure your child is outside, be calm. Be calm!
Sikong Lingge clenched his fists and took deep breaths to calm his emotions.
However, the frozen scene behind the curtain stimulated Sikong Lingge's nerves every second, making it impossible for her to stay calm.
Sikong Lingge was really afraid that if he continued like this, he would become angry again, and even the Feng family and his wife would be together...
Knocking twice, Mrs. Feng’s trembling voice came through the door panel.
"Lingge, I have brought the child over. Please open the door."
Sikong Lingge came back to his senses and said in a cold voice, "Put the child down and all of you retreat ten meters away."
"This..." Fengdiren hesitated for a moment, "Lingge, you open the door first. The beauty is seriously injured and needs to be operated on immediately, otherwise she will die..."
die?
Sikong Lingge glanced coldly at Fang Yiren, who was lying on the sofa, groaning in pain with a pale face.[
Fang Yiren will not die
If he was really going to die, he would have died long ago and would not have been delayed until now. He still had the strength to cry out the pain.
Sikong Lingge lowered his eyes and looked back: "In a word, are you willing? Or not? Or you didn't bring the child over at all? Madam Feng, do you think I dare not fire the second shot?"
"No, I have really brought the child over!" Mrs. Feng was so frightened that her entire face turned white.
Feng Fu has long been accustomed to being submissive and only listening to the songs for the threatened Sikong.
Now, Sikong Lingge suddenly became tough, and Mrs. Feng was confused for a moment, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
"I don't believe it! Put the child down and everyone step back ten meters! Otherwise, with the next shot, I will hit Fang Yiren in the head!" Sikong Lingge ordered coldly: She had to personally confirm that the child was really there before she would believe it.
.
Sikong Lingge no longer believed that Mrs. Feng brought the child over.
That was Madam Feng's trump card to threaten her. How could she give up so easily?
It was silent outside, without any sound.
Sikong Lingge snorted coldly in his heart, his dark eyes freezing little by little.
I should have expected that Mrs. Feng would not hand over the child easily.
Otherwise, why would you not allow yourself to see your child even once?
It sounds nice to say that after I and Liye get married, I will send my child back to Shangguan’s house just like I sent Shangguan Zhixing back...