"Mr. Song Menghua, do you really think it's good for you to do this?"

"Mr. Song Menghua's ......"

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In the face of the restlessness of the scene, Song Menghua was not the slightest flustered, he stood on the stage calmly, raised his hand with a grin, and made a quiet gesture.

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In the face of the restlessness of the scene, Song Menghua was not a little flustered at all, he stood on the stage calmly, raised his hand with a grin, and made a quiet gesture: "Please calm down and listen to me continue." ”

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The intense atmosphere of the scene eased a little, but there were still reporters asking questions scatteredly.

The words of one of the reporters were particularly harsh: "Don't you know that the children born to your biological brothers and sisters are often flawed? Do you dare to ask for such a child? ”

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"Nonsense! Who told you that my grandson has a problem! Song Menghua glared at the reporter who said this angrily in displeasure, and then turned into the microphone and reopened: "I, Song Menghua, really want my grandson, but I am not a person without a moral bottom line, and I will tolerate my son and daughter Hu Lai!" ”

"The reason why I asked my daughter to keep the child is because there is one thing that no one else knows except our Song family."

In fact, it was not except for the people of the Song family, but except for him, his dead wife, and the housekeeper, everyone else did not know.

At this moment, the reason why he said this was to protect his children from being influenced by public opinion.

Although he knows that his children love each other as biological brothers and sisters, he must make the media think that his children have long known the truth and love each other like normal lovers.

"It's about my daughter."

"My daughter Song Qingchun is not my biological daughter."

The atmosphere of the scene was again in a commotion.

Su Zhinian frowned and looked at Song Menghua.

Song Qingchun, who was sitting on the chair, stared at the scattered lights of the marble reflection on the ground, and opened his mouth slightly.

"Song Qingchun was brought back from the hospital by me and my deceased wife when she was three months old."

"Some of my old friends present should know that my wife was pregnant with her second child, but unfortunately, it was a stillborn child."

"At that time, the hospital room was full, and my financial situation was not as good as it is now, so my wife was sharing the same ward with another woman."

"Unfortunately, my wife gave birth to a stillborn baby, and another woman gave birth to a daughter, and three hours later, she suddenly hemorrhaged."

"The woman's husband was a policeman, and when he was on duty, he was killed by gangsters, and when her husband died, she was six months pregnant, and the baby girl's parents died, which was really pitiful, so after discussing with my wife, I immediately adopted the child in the hospital."

The scene was silent, and Song Menghua continued: "Of course, there will be many people who question whether I made up this story temporarily in order to prevent Song's company from falling into a crisis and my two sons and daughters from falling into trouble. ”

"It's okay, I can choose a date to do a paternity test with my daughter in the presence of public witnesses from the media."

"Of course, my daughter and my son actually knew about this a long time ago."