Xu Ruiqin sneered, picked up the phone, dialed the number, and walked out.
Xu Youran was the only one left in the hall. She looked at the empty room and suddenly smiled foolishly.
She doesn't know what she is living for?
Her mother has another man, and her father may not have another woman. They each have their own plans, and she is just a tool in their eyes, a tool that can help them attract investment and connections.
She is tired.
I was so tired that I no longer wanted to move.
Before Shen's morning incident of jumping off a building had subsided, another piece of news seemed to have exploded, being published by all the gossip magazines in Tongcheng.
Shen Qingqing, the president of the Shen Group, served in prison for five years. She has a daughter whose father is unknown. She also worked as a singer at Yuncheng Dynasty Entertainment, and she also posted a photo.
The consequence of the explosive news was that in just a few hours, the name Shen Qingqing became known to everyone in Tongcheng, and even Shen Shengxia's photo was published vaguely.
Newspapers can also be controlled.
But the trending searches on Sina Weibo were overwhelming one after another, and it immediately exploded.
A set of blurry photos also appeared in an entertainment weekly, but it can still be vaguely seen that it is Shen Qingqing holding Shen Shengxia, walking with a man, and her behavior is all intimate.
The man was naturally Ou Qing, but due to the angle, Ou Qing was only photographed from the side, not his entire face.
At this time, Mrs. Shen and Shen Qingqing had several different magazines on their desks. She was the focus of each magazine. The photo of her holding Shen Shengxia occupied the front page of major newspapers and magazines. Headlines.
After casually flipping through it, those reporters were ready to write books, weaving out one bloody story after another.
But what followed was unwarranted speculation, and things finally subsided in the morning. The stock price stabilized slightly, and now it is starting to move again.
Shen Qingqing picked up the cup and held it in her palm. This photo was obviously taken deliberately by someone.
What the purpose was, she wasn't quite sure.
In fact, people in Tongcheng were not unfamiliar with the time she was in prison five years ago, but they didn't know that she went to Yuncheng to become a singer after she was released from prison. In addition, Shengxia's life experience was unknown, so she gave it to these long-tongued women. , better material.
Shen Qingqing's eyes were cold, and her fingertips tapped the cup surface very regularly, as if she was thinking about something.
She said she could, but they shouldn't involve Shengxia. She was just a five-year-old child, and she would never let the mother and daughter go this time.
"Qingqing, what are you going to do?" Ou Qing, who was sitting aside and taking a nap, suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced at the photo in the newspaper and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "If you need it, I am willing to cooperate with you to clarify. "
"Clarify? Why clarify?" Shen Qingqing raised her eyes and looked at the man who sat up from the sofa, with a cold face, "I never respond to such unwarranted speculations, but Xu Ruiqin and her daughter should not make a fuss about Sheng Xia. They made a big mistake."
"Qing Qing..." Ou Qing frowned slightly.
Shen Qingqing stood up and picked up the handbag hanging next to her, as well as the documents that Julie had copied for her. She put them into the bag together, "William, I went to the villa. There are some things that I should do." There is an end to it."
"Okay, I'll go with you." Ou Qing said with a smile.