Jiang Nuan smiled even more, lowered his eyelashes, and seemed to be mocking something, "Oh, that's really unfortunate, I also have eyewitnesses to prove that that person is not me." ”

After saying that, she raised her eyelids, looked in a certain direction ahead, and said with a smile, "Little bell, come to my sister." ”

With a crisp and immature voice, inside the emperor's gate, a childish and cute little boy rushed out.

He looked like he was about seven or eight years old, wearing a denim jacket, a hat diagonally, his eyes were dark, he was full of aura, and he was very cool.

He rushed to Jiang Nuan's arms, hugged her legs, and smiled purely, "Sister Nuan Nuan, I finally saw you~"

Jiang Nuan touched his white and tender face, took the little boy's hand, and stabbed at the female reporter with a sharp gaze, "You said that you know a lot about the "pushing pregnant woman incident", so do you know the child next to me?" ”

The little boy named Little Bell hugged Jiang Nuan's legs tightly, attached and intimate, with a pair of big black grape-like eyes wide, looking at the sea of people exuding malice on the other side.

The female reporter stared at the child, and after a moment, shook her head, anger welling up on her face, "I don't know this child!" Do you want to tell us that he is your witness? ”

Jiang Nuan's eyes slowly looked around, "Then those of you who came to seek justice, do any of you know Little Bell?" ”

"Jiang Nuan, don't divert the topic, even if this kid saw something back then, he was not sensible, and it was impossible for him to become a witness."

"Find a little boy to testify, Jiang Nuan, are you playing with us?"

Jiang Nuan's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and before she could speak, the little bell suddenly waved her little hand, and shouted in a crisp voice, "Dad, Sister Nuan Nuan has been bullied by bad people, you go faster!" ”

At the same moment, from behind the crowd, a man's voice came, "My son is not qualified to testify, then I should be qualified." ”

Everyone looked back together, and saw a gentle middle-aged man walking over, with an extraordinary bearing.

Many people saw that familiar and unfamiliar face, and were frightened as if they were covering their mouths, "Ah! "Yes.

The man walked up to Jiang Nuan, bent down at her, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, Miss Jiang Er, I rushed back from abroad when I received the news, but because of the weather, the plane was delayed and didn't arrive until this morning, I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble." ”

Jiang Nuan returned the salute and said softly, "Mr. Yao, I'm sorry, I have to bother you again because of this incident many years later." ”

The man shook his head, facing all the reporters, with a touch of sadness in his tone, "I am the husband of the dead pregnant woman, Little Bell, who was lucky enough to survive back then." ”

"It was Miss Jiang Er who saved our son back then."

"It was snowing that day, and when I got the call and arrived, my wife was lying in the snow with blood, it was very dark, and there was no one around."

"There was only a nine-year-old girl kneeling on the snow, her face covered in blood, holding my newborn son in her heart with one hand and my wife's hand in the other, and she was so frightened that she almost collapsed, but she still encouraged her to live......"

The man seemed to think of the shocking and very sad scene many years ago, and there was more pain in his eyes.

The world is hot and cold, some people's hearts are like snakes and scorpions, and some people's hearts are like flowers.

Everyone was stunned, and more or less grief and pain rose in their hearts

In a corner behind the crowd, Jiang Wei clenched his fists and turned pale.