He hadn't walked out yet, Chen Shiyue said a word to his back with a miserable smile.

The emotions that successfully made Qiao Yansheng on the verge of anger exploded immediately.

"Say it again!" Qiao Yansheng turned his head to look at her with red eyes.

"Say it again!" He repeated, his tone unusually terrifying, and his voice raised a degree further.

"I said, ......" Chen Shiyue's eyes fell on his face coldly: "I said, you ...... For his good, don't recognize him......"

"You're just an illegitimate child yourself!" Chen Shiyue hooked her red lips and smiled.

Her calm gaze and mocking smile scraped Qiao Yansheng like a knife, making his skin painful, his skin open, and bloodied the inferiority complex in his heart in his life.

"You're just an illegitimate child yourself, do you want Qiao Ran to go back and continue to be an illegitimate child?" Chen Shiyue laughed: "Let's let him be the illegitimate son of your illegitimate son!" If you are willing to be belittled by the Qiao family, what about Qiao Ran, do you want him to be like you? ”

Qiao Yansheng condensed at her: "So that's what you think...... Hehe...... I finally get it! Qiao Ran is my son...... Whether he recognizes his ancestors or not, it is my blood that flows on his body, this is an immutable fact! ”

The space was silent for a while, and Qiao Yansheng spoke again: "You want me to let you go...... Yes, anyway, the love I gave you, you are abandoned. But, Qiao Ran's side, you can't stop me from meeting him! ”

Qiao Yansheng was so angry that he turned around and left the box.

Chen Shiyue sat on the sofa in a daze, shed tears for a while, and finally wiped it off, before standing up and preparing to leave.

"Ding......" The phone in his pocket rang.

Chen Shiyue took out her mobile phone and saw the caller ID, and was stunned, her son, who had not been in touch for several months, suddenly called.

……

As soon as the show ended, Lin Meng added Mr. Ye's QQ, and the video of Mr. Ye's performance of "Vanilla Combination" was coming that night.

Although the shooting angle and lens are not so good, the good thing is that the shooting distance is close, and the singing voice and picture quality are good.

Lin Meng sent the video and the photos exported from Xu Lin's Canon camera to Zhang Zhongzhong's agent for inspection.

After a while, Zhang Zhongzhong replied to the message.

Lin Meng: Uncle Zhang, you haven't slept yet?

Agent Zhang: This is not Lina's side...... Something happened today, I'm still busy with it, I just received a message from you, you can take these photos and videos, you can put them on the blog, with an advertorial, this video, I'll copy a copy here, and ask Cheng if he wants to promote it tomorrow.

Lin Meng: Okay, Uncle Zhang, you're busy, I'm going to write a blog.

Lin Meng didn't want to ask much about Malina, and she didn't dare to delay Uncle Zhang to deal with the business, so she cut off the chat box.

After finishing the blog, Lin Meng counted his few fans, and picked a few from the few messages to reply, and then went offline.

At the moment when she closed her blog, the number of fans who had not moved for several days suddenly increased by one.

Lin Meng was curious for a moment, turned the mouse, and clicked on the details of the fans.

I saw this new fan hanging on the top, and the avatar was a guitar, a purple and blue guitar, and the name was one. "There's no personal information, it's very simple.

It's just a personal declaration where four words are written: "Don't forget the original intention"