"So what kind of attitude do you have towards Jiang Huiru?"

"Although I have been married to her for many years, I should have thought of these feelings, but she is scheming, poisonous as a snake and scorpion, except for betraying me, reckless of human life, full of dirt, I think she should be responsible for what she has done, and at the same time accept the punishment of the law."

The reporters nodded one after another, looking at Ye Tiancheng's expression, they couldn't help but feel a little regretful and complicated.

Concubine Ye's heart was also a little pantothenic.

In his life, my father has always been controlled by him because he respects his grandfather in his career.

Emotionally, he was played with by a woman all the time, missing her lover, missing her child, and missing her happiness.

"Do you think you are at fault for what happened? Is there a personal reason for your situation? A reporter asked again.

Ye Tiancheng was silent for a while and said softly: "I think it's probably because my methods in the mall are a little radical and cruel, so now I have been punished by fate." From now on, I will strive to devote myself to charity and try to make up for the loss and harm caused to everyone. ”

"You ......"

The question continued, but Ye Tiancheng did not answer again, but walked out from the many reporters and stopped in front of Concubine Ye.

Concubine Ye said with some concern: "Dad, you ......"

Ye Tiancheng smiled lightly: "I'm fine, but I feel relaxed now." ”

Concubine Ye's nose was sour, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Ye Tiancheng stepped forward and gently hugged her into his arms: "From now on, Dad will definitely protect you well and always be your dependent." ”

Tears rolled down involuntarily, and Concubine Ye said softly: "Dad, I've grown up." ”

"My little princess won't want a father when she grows up......"

Concubine Ye chuckled and didn't speak again, he loved him so much from beginning to end, even if she once thought that he loved her only because of her identity, because she was his daughter, because she was his and Song Lingwei's child.

She was also confused, when he turned his face ruthlessly, when he scolded him, when he abandoned ruthlessly.

She once thought that this kind of love was not pure, and once thought that what he loved was nothing more than her identity as his daughter.

But now, it's been so long.

She finally understands that the person he loves is actually her, because no one can change the fact that she is his daughter.

It was enough to hand over the matter here to the media, and the three of them were about to leave, but Jiang Huiru in the room suddenly seemed to be crazy, pushing the crowd.

Recklessly, he grabbed the microphone and camera in the reporter's hand, and then slammed it on the ground, not forgetting to make up for it.

"Get out! You dogskin plasters! Get the hell out of here--! ”

The sound of ping-pong continued, but the reporters did not retreat at all, as if they had already honed their immunity to this kind of scene, but instead filmed Jiang Huiru's ugliness.

Jiang Huiru's tears rolled down one after another, her delicate makeup was completely messy, coupled with her disheveled clothes and messy hair, she looked like a shrew scolding the street, and she no longer saw her once complacent demeanor.

Seeing everyone around her looking at her like a monster, Jiang Huiru couldn't help laughing.

His gaze penetrated the crowd and fell on Concubine Ye and Ye Tiancheng, cursing bitterly: "You calculate me!" You are scheming against me! You must not die a good death, you must not die a good death! I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost! ”