MTL - Old Injury-Chapter 68

[Wijing Taoist asked me if I was interested in Buddhism, and also preaching is actually very good, let me support domestic products...]

The scary thing about Zhu Li is that he can do everything, and everything seems to be under his control.

He spent 2 days at the police station, and a lawyer issued a medical report showing that he was 21 weeks pregnant. In the end, without a doubt, he was released on bail. I don't want to speculate on a person with the greatest malice, but if it's Zhu Li, I suspect that this child is all planned by him.

A few days later, Ruan Linghe suddenly announced to the media that she would end her marriage with Zhu Li, saying that she loved someone else. He immediately caused a storm, the mark between a and o was protected by law, their marriage could not end, and no country in the world would agree to divorce alpha and omega.

Ruan Linghe's statement will not have any results, the court does not support it, and ethics and morality do not allow it. But it doesn't need a "result" either, his attitude speaks for itself. Whether he was disappointed by what Zhu Li did, or he really loved something else, this incident undoubtedly attracted great attention from the world, and pushed the Ruan family to the top of public opinion.

Soon after, an old-fashioned gossip media broke out Ruan Linghe's love history with Wu Qian. A large number of photos and the testimony of "informed people" showed that before the mark with Zhu Li, Master Ruan It is clear that Wu Qian and Wu Qian have reached the point of talking about marriage.

The coercion of the family, the conspiracy of Zhu Li, or the betrayal of Master Ruan? As a powerful actress in the current fire, Wu Qian's fans are not easy to mess with.

When Song Bailao and Mingshu ended their relationship, they made some waves, which made Luo Qinghe furious and whipped him more than a hundred times. Although nothing happened in the end, it is enough to illustrate the huge risk that "negative public opinion" will cause to candidates.

Nowadays, the Ruan family is standing on the cusp of such a storm.

"I saw the report and asked them to go to the gate of Yanhua Century to demonstrate... The slogan said 'Xiangtan does not need criminals'." "Caring people" sat on the swing chair, slowly rocking back and forth while talking on the phone.

Since these days, Song Bailao has made many troubles for the Ruan family.

When Ruan Linghe and Wu Qian's revelations first came out, I saw it and said casually: "It's time to explode well."

He heard it next to him, typing quickly on his mobile phone, and casually replied: "I bought it."

I hesitated for two seconds, then couldn't believe it.

“…you bought it?”

"Twenty million."

I don't know if I should be shocked by this number or by his actions. I have only heard of spending money to press material, but there are still people who spend money to break the news?

"Mom, don't move when you look at that flower."

When I heard Song Mo's voice, I immediately retracted my gaze from Song Bailao and looked back at the bunch of tulips in front of me.

One of the homework assignments assigned by Song Mo's tutor asked him to draw a picture for his parents. Just as the tulips in the courtyard were blooming, he asked us to come to the courtyard and pose for him to paint.

A six-year-old child is quite chasing after the picture. I sat sideways on the marble flower bed, looking down at the tulips in the flower bed, while Song Bailao was a little behind me, Song Mo moved a small stool and sat right in front of us, and there was a whole set on the ground. The crayon and colored pencil tools of his, with a serious look on his face, and quite the style of an artist.

"Make a vote for Ruan Huaxiong, don't let the popularity go down... Well, that's all for now." Another ten minutes later, Song Bailao hung up the phone.

"Song Mo, are you okay?" As soon as he hung up the phone, he couldn't sit still.

Song Mo lowered his head and kept moving his hands: "No, there is one more point."

"Hurry up."

"Dad, you're so impatient."

He is a little more daring now, and sometimes he dares to slap Song Bailao.

"I'm impatient? I..." Song Bailao held back for a while, then suddenly changed his mouth, "Actually, my sister is tired, she is still young and needs a rest. So, hurry up and let her go back to sleep, okay? ?"

Sister will not be tired, she sleeps all day...

I looked back at him, he looked away silently, the swing was higher.

"Is my sister tired?" Song Mo raised his head suddenly, with a worried expression, "Then I'll hurry up."

My sister was very useful. Song Mo's slow movements suddenly sped up a lot. Five minutes later, he straightened up and took the drawing board farther away, with a bright smile on his face.

"Draw it!"

I rubbed my neck and walked over to him to look at the drawing on the drawing board.

Although the brushwork is very immature, it is still much higher than the level of children of the same age. The flowers are flowers and people are people, and the house is a house.

"What is this?" I saw a pink circle on the belly of the villain representing me, pointed to it and asked Song Mo strangely, "I don't have this pattern on my clothes."

Song Mo looked up and explained to me: "This is the sun. Because it is my sister, it is a pink sun."

In an instant, I felt 'hit'. While I know the world of children is always full of romantic fantasies, the pink sun is just too cute.

"Ink is really amazing." I touched his head, "It's a great painting."

At this time, Song Bailao also came over and glanced at his painting: "You drew your sister too. The painting is not bad. After showing it to the teacher, let Sister Nine hang it in your room. on the wall."

You can know that Song Mo's painting is "sister" without asking, should it be said that he is a father and son?

Before dinner, Song Xiao came back and admired Song Mo's paintings. He admired them and took dozens of photos with his camera. He also said that he would add it to his next in this photo collection.

Song Xiao really agrees with Luo Qinghe in terms of treating Song Mo, and there is no bottom line.

The voice against Ruan Huaxiong is getting louder and louder every day, even if Ruan Huaxiong came forward to say that he did not know about Zhu Li's behavior, it did not eliminate the public's anger against him.

What made the Ruan family even worse at this time was that the commercial infringement case between Xia Sheng and Yanhua Century was decided. Xia Sheng won the lawsuit. According to the valuation of the stolen technology, the Ruan family needed to compensate Xia Sheng for 12.7 billion economic losses.

This astronomical compensation has caused an uproar in the world and made me speechless.

The hamster was eaten by the snake, the snake and the fox became allies, and finally both were nailed to the thorns by the shrike, which is a perfect food chain.

Under pressure, Ruan Huaxiong could only announce his withdrawal from the election. So far, although the voting has not yet started, Luo Qinghe has already won more than half of it, and it can be said that he is the winner.

The threat of the Ruan family is lifted, but the relationship between abo is not so easy to ease. Han Yin found me and hoped that I could cooperate with her to record a video and let her post it on her social account.

"I found a lot of influential betas and asked them to tell their experiences, share their feelings when facing inequality, and at the same time call on everyone to calm down." Han Yin said on the phone, "The relationship between alpha, beta, and Omega should not be in opposition."

I totally agree with her words and agree without any hesitation. After that, she sent me a question sheet and arrived at Weijingshan early the next day with the equipment.

The video was recorded very smoothly, she cut it faster, three days later, a long video of one hour and forty minutes, consisting of ten beta interviews, was posted on all Hanyin social accounts issued at the same time.

The video immediately caused a lot of repercussions, and after Liang Qiuyang also forwarded it, the repercussions became more and more intense. More public figures, beta or not, have joined the forwarding team, and even Luo Qinghe's official account is among them.

After taking a shower, I walked out of the bathroom and saw Song Bailao leaning on the head of the bed, holding his laptop and looking at something with interest.

At first I thought he was looking at work emails, but after hearing his own voice, I realized that he was watching a video from Han Yin.

“…I suffered a lot of discrimination growing up, being bullied in high school and being framed after work. I also asked myself, did I deserve this just because I was a beta? I understand, no, it has nothing to do with beta, what needs to change is not my luck, but the world. Alpha should be strong, Omega should be beautiful, beta can only be mediocre, this is the most stereotyped impression the world has given to human beings. Alpha will be fragile , Omega can also be a leader, beta can be very good, this is 'equality'."

As if back in high school when he peeked at my little composition, I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a hole to crawl in.

"Don't look!" I quickly walked over and buckled his computer.

Song Bailao was looking at it vigorously, but I was interrupted suddenly, frowning in dissatisfaction: "Why? I haven't finished it yet."

I sat on the bed and simply left the computer far away so that he could not reach.

"Nothing to see, sleep, I'm sleepy..."

My face must be so red, I feel like it's burning up.

"It's very good-looking." Song Bailao lightly rubbed the back of his hand against my cheek, "You've always looked good."

At this time, I have to sigh the broadness and profoundness of Chinese, "good-looking" and "good-looking" are not a little bit different.

"Are you shy when I said you look good?" Song Bailao pressed his back on my back like a piece of candy that couldn't be shaken off, while I whispered in my ear.

I shrank under the quilt and buried half of my face in it.

"No."

"Ning Yu is not only very good-looking, but also has a good voice, and the cakes are very delicious." He said with a smile, "The appearance of wearing baking clothes is also very attractive."

This person is really annoying. I used to dislike this and that, but now it's good everywhere.

I think this character can't be called "bad", it should be "bad".

"Aren't you bored?"

I felt the quilt on my head being pulled, so I quickly pulled it.

"It's not boring." I said to the person outside the quilt, "Don't talk to me, I'm going to sleep."

After a while, there was a rustling sound behind me, something was covering me outside the quilt, and then I felt a downward pressure on my forehead, which quickly disappeared.

"Stop making trouble, go to sleep."

The voice fell and the lights went out.