"May I ask Mr. Song, I heard that you have merged with the Zuo Group with the Song Group? Is this true or false? Is it for today's bidding case? What is the progress, you are the first to come out, has there been a result? Who will end up with the result?"

A large number of flashes followed, and one question after another was thrown out like a series of cannons.

Song Nanqiao had a light smile on his face, "Everyone will soon know who the specific flowers are, but the company's current relationship is not a 'merger', the two sides are just a form of cooperation, and the cooperation time is five years." ”

"Then what is the connection between the Song Group in your mouth and the Song Group that was swallowed by the Tang Group before? Or is it related?"

"Yes, yes! ”

"Back then, what was the reason for Tang's Group's acquisition of Song's Group, and why did you let it go and never come forward to solve or deal with it?"

The reporters took turns bombarding, and the questions became sharper and more vicious.

"After the Tang Group acquired the Song Group, why did you disappear directly, and you haven't seen anyone for many years, where did you go? Some people say that you went abroad to recuperate, but is it true?"

I don't know where I got this news, in the eyes of this group of workers who make a living from the media, it is insignificant to sprinkle salt on other people's wounds, as long as you can dig up fierce materials, you can make headlines, and you don't care whether others are good or not.

"Five years ago, you didn't attend your father's funeral, may I ask you if you are unfilial or there is another reason, does that mean that the acquisition of that year also has another hidden reason?"

"Excuse me, did Mr. Tang design you back then, and used your feelings to seize the Song company, and then killed your father?"

The reporters are becoming more and more unaware of the depths, and the questions they ask are more intriguing.

"I've heard that your mother has been bedridden all year round, is this all true?"

Suddenly, a female reporter squeezed in and asked loudly with a microphone.

In an instant, the eyes of countless people were firmly locked on her, as if they wanted to make a fuss from her subtle expressions.

And Song Nanqiao's originally smiling face sank after hearing this.

"Miss reporter, what does my family's affairs and everything in my past have to do with you?"

After so many years, this incident was still turned over by this group of black-hearted reporters.

Song Nanqiao squinted, and his indifferent pupils instantly froze, "If you ask about my company today, I will naturally know everything and say everything, but if you are here to go through old accounts, or maliciously hack me and my company, then wait to receive my court invitation." ”

She turned around and wanted to rush out.

However, this kind of entertainment news with traffic, how could this group of reporters let her leave easily, and the push and shove quickly forced her into a corner.

Zuo Chengxuan came out and saw this scene.

He stretched out his arms and protected Song Nanqiao behind him.

"Don't be afraid. He looked at the group of reporters in front of him with a cold gaze, "The siege among you has already caused physical harm to my wife, it seems that you would rather be sent to prison than gamble here?"

Wife?

For a moment, fry the pan.

The reporters' cameras snapped at them.

"Miss Song, it seems that you and Mr. Tang have divorced, so when did you and Mr. Zuo get together?

"Then what is the purpose of your return this time?"

Zuo Chengxuan didn't expect that his words would become ***.

He used his hand to separate the reporter's body in front of her, and the anger in his eyes was about to erupt.

Tang Jingze took a step, the words of the reporters fell in his ears, his eyebrows jumped, he raised his hand with a gloomy face, and the security guards around him immediately understood and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Are you blind?"

The gloom in his eyes shocked the security guards and immediately realized that they quickly ran to the crowd.

The female reporter who questioned before had already handed the microphone to Song Nanqiao's mouth and slapped it in her face.

Tang Jingze's eyes flashed with a fierce color, he strode forward, grabbed the female reporter's arm and threw it out.

Where could the female reporter stand his strength, and was almost thrown onto the road, but fortunately, Dawei was quick and caught the person, and then directly handed it over to the security guard next to him and took the person out.

When everyone saw that Tang Jingze was angry, they were all honest and didn't dare to make excessive moves against Song Nanqiao again.

"You guys, still have questions?"

His voice was not loud, but there was a faint anger in his tone, which frightened the reporters to shake their heads again and again.

The crowd that was still dense just now dispersed in an instant.

"Whoever dares to write half a word on tonight's news, I don't mind throwing you to Africa for the rest of your life. ”

This sentence sounded to their ears, and it was clearly a threat.

Song Nanqiao's gloomy face had a slight sneer.

Sure enough, in Bincheng City, everyone is afraid of only Tang Jingze.

"You don't have to help me like that, because I will never be grateful to you in the slightest. ”

She glanced over his face and stepped sideways as if she didn't know the man.

Tang Jingze just frowned and looked at her with concern, "I don't care, you're not hurt, are you?"

Song Nanqiao didn't intend to pay attention to him at all, but turned his head to look at Zuo Chengxuan on the side, "Chengxuan, you go to drive, let's go home." ”

Go home........

With the word home, Tang Jingze, who was stabbed, almost wanted to vomit blood.

Zuo Chengxuan nodded, turned around and walked towards the underground parking lot.

She followed and walked over, Tang Jingze saw her figure disappear little by little, and suddenly he didn't know where the courage came from, he ran forward, grabbed her wrist, and said that he wouldn't let go.

"What are you doing? Let me go?"

Song Nanqiao struggled in a hurry, even if he gave the man a slap.

Tang Jingze was beaten sideways in the face, and five clear finger marks followed.

He laughed, but he didn't feel much pain.

It's just that my heart is crying blood.

"Now, can't even I touch you like that?"

His eyes lit up, and he grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to his car, "I won't let go." ”

Song Nanqiao stumbled and stumbled behind him.

The man had a lot of strength, she couldn't break free, so she simply raised his hand, and bit the back of his hand with a force, Tang Jingze was in pain, but he held it tighter.

It's like going back in time.

He laughed, "Nan Qiao......"

Song Nanqiao paused, she swore it was really just an instinctive reaction.

She let go and watched as the blood seeped down the man's hand.

"Are you really married to him?" his eyes darkened, and his chest seemed to be weighed down by a large rock.

"Tell me, when did you get married, and why did you marry him?"

The corners of Song Nanqiao's lips were dyed bright red, and she stared at the man coldly, "Who I want to marry has nothing to do with you." ”

Tang Jingze took her hand again, but she shook it off forcefully, "Mr. Tang, please respect yourself." ”