Chapter 460: Chapter 460

Tsundere Star Mom: Teach a Male God To Be a DadWords: 6433

Hua Yu reporter's hand trembled, almost dropped the microphone in his hand, silently wiped a crazy sweat, tears ran dark howl,

"Although the scandal was reported by our company, it wasn't me ~ ~"

Then, he shrunk his neck and sat down in silence, trying to narrow the sense of existence, narrow the sense of existence

Lin Xiaoru's face is ugly.

She guessed that after muzinan said he had something urgent to look for, these pressing reporters would ask questions like why they didn't talk on the phone.

Originally, what they discussed in the room was that at this time, as AI Qianqian's agent, Lin Xiaoru directly interrupted the reporter's question, and then proceeded to the next question.

Even if these dead reporters don't know how to talk, let them go!

Yaya!

I will not accompany you!

……

However, just when Lin Xiaoru took the microphone to interrupt---

"Because"

AI Qianqian's voice began to ring. It was wide and light spread over the huge hotel hall,

"Mu Zi Nan has another important thing to tell me."

Another important thing

Lin Xiaoru was shocked!

Suddenly looked at Ai shallow shallow.

When they discussed in the room, there was no little white rabbit saying so!

At the same time---

Mu Zi Nan also looked straight at Ai Qian Qian!

In the black eyes, the sad color is more diffuse, and the sad but silent words are almost blurted out,

"Shallow, don't..."

AI HengAn's arm, which was supported on the wheelchair rail, suddenly became stiff. His chaotic eyes, with a father's irreparable regret, murmured,

"Shallow..."

……

Lin Xiaoru almost hung his heart to his throat and looked at shallowly more tightly!

incorrect!

There's something wrong with little white rabbit! There's something wrong with little white rabbit!

Lin Xiaoru's face was so blue that he could hardly see the extreme. Even Tang Yu's ruffian was serious.

Gu Yimi, who was sitting next to AI Qianqian, looked under the tablecloth. His small hands clenched tightly, and his slender fingers turned a layer of cruel pale.

Trying hard to be strong, but still can't bear the shaking

Looking at it, Gu Yimi's heart aches.

Holding AI Qianqian's little hand, he said in a low voice,

"Shallowly, you've done a good job. Will Mommy take you back to your room now?"

AI Qianqian shook his head,

"Mommy, I haven't finished yet."

Gu Yimi is a little flustered.

She didn't know what shallowly was going to say next, but she felt intuitively that shallowly would be hurt next,

"No, shallow. You're tired."

AI Qianqian shook Gu Yimi's hand with his shaking hand,

"Mommy, I'm fine."

……

Then, AI shallow then slightly side head, looked at the black under the stage.

Faintly, a dizziness suddenly hit

AI shallow effort steady breathing, pale face like a piece of white paper.

In the silence of waiting, the reporter of Tianyu changed the atmosphere and asked excitedly,

"Miss AI Qianqian, what's the other important thing you said?"

A girl of the Xiao family showed her teeth in a fierce way, and her teeth rattled and rattled,

"Not only Huayu, but also the entertainment media will explode on this day!"

All the reporters put their hands on the keyboard, waiting for AI shallow answer!

……

AI Qianqian's eyes turned slightly.

Air, and that pair of chaotic and old eyes on, looking at Ai HengAn, the poor man she hated wrong.

AI shallow beautiful eyes wet ripples, suddenly smile.

However, that pale face, but laugh sad, laugh to the heart cool

It seems that the sound of light falling is more painful than the snow outside the house,

"Dad, I'm sorry..."

Without waiting for AI HengAn's voice to speak, AI Qianqian resolutely turned around and looked at all the reporters. In his indifferent soft voice, he could not fade his sadness,

"I'm not my father's own daughter."

……

instant!

In the luxurious hall, the originally turbulent air was frozen by the cold air outside the house at the moment when AI Qianqian's voice was exhausted!

Everybody, everybody! In addition to AI shallow outside, all shocked collective muddle!!!

How can

AI Qianqian is not AI HengAn's own daughter!

A pair of suddenly wide eyes, undisguised surprise shock, with secular questioning, more pressing staring at Ai shallow!

"Bang"---

Muzinan heard the sound of heartbreak from his chest

That tightly clenched fist, finally dejected and miserable, slowly opened.

Shallowly, in order to protect Vernon Ji, you would rather tell the truth, hurt yourself and face more rumors

ha-ha.

He lost. He lost like hell

AI HengAn's rigid body fell heavily into the wheelchair, and his dumb voice could only cry in his old body,

"Silly child, his silly daughter..."

Gu Yimi also can't help shaking his body, his gentle eyebrows and eyes are red.

Looking at the thin but strong girl around, Gu Yimi said in tears,

"Vernon, your little white rabbit is guarding you at all costs, but she also needs you now, urgently needs your protection.

Vernon, Mommy asks you to wake up and come back to protect shallowly and your beloved girl... "

……

At the press conference in the hotel hall, there was an unprecedented half minute collective emptiness

And then---

Everyone is like playing chicken blood. In the silent air, there is a loud "crackle" of finger tapping on the keyboard.

The headline is shocking,

"Amazing! AI Qianqian is not the mayor's daughter! "

"Another wave of scandal!"

“……”

Tang Yu can't help but rush up to carry these stupid reporters. Fortunately, he is held by Lin Xiaoru.

All the gossip factors of the reporters were completely ignited by such a heavy bomb. They all raised their hands to ask questions like crazy.

"Mayor AI, is AI Qianqian really not your own daughter?"

"Miss AI Qianqian, there is a rumor on the Internet that you and your father are at odds. Is it true?"

"I heard that you have cut off the father daughter relationship with the AI family. Is that the reason?"

"Miss AI Qianqian, why do you want to talk about it now, in order to divert people's attention?"

"Or for hype?"

"Miss AI Qianqian, you..."

“……”

The whole hotel hall, one after another questioning voice, all the reporters kept tapping the computer keyboard, the scene almost out of control.

And the misty landing outside the window---

The flying snow is bigger.

A piece of snow, pure and impeccable, seems to melt away forever, but it has collected all the bustling, noisy, lonely and desolate of the world

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(ouch, babies, asking for recommended tickets, monthly tickets and rewards ~ ~)