Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song looked at Sister Song with no worries: “Why not? ”

“To this day, we have no idea where we are, and with those journalists, we have lost.” Sister Song said.

“I'm stopping them from writing nonsense.” Writing about Gu Zheng's death, Song did not worry that it was an ominous word.

“You can stop one or two, not all journalists.” Sister Song frowned slightly and looked at Song without concern: “Madam, if you sue the reporters, you will only make them feel that you are doing this here without 300 taels of silver, making them think even more that Gu Xiao left us. Instead of making a scene with them, face them quietly. More importantly, we need evidence to go to court. Until now, we do not know where Gu Xiao is. Those journalists have not seen Gu Xiao's body. If this happens, we will not win. We will only let the media have more to write about. ”

Rumor has it, Song did a careful analysis of what Sister Song said, and Sister Song said it made sense. Now they don't know where Gu Xiao is, and they can't prove that Gu Xiao is still alive.

The reporter wrote this because he had never seen Gu Xiao come out, and there was news that Gu Xiao's personal bodyguard, Ade, fell into Nanjiang Bridge and drowned in his car.

In the sedan, a pair of Gu Xiao's shoes were found. The media also saw them, and it took so long not to see Gu Xiao show up to write Gu Xiao's death.

Song Li looked up and smiled softly at Song Sister. "I know what to do, Song Sister, don't worry, I won't mess around. ”

As soon as Sister Song listened, she was relieved. "Madam, it doesn't matter if the company is gone. Fortunately, the company does not owe foreign debt, you shut it down, and you will not be homeless, and you are currently managing the Song family, which is the only way to live. Journalists write the Gu Clan however they like. Don't let these pressures catch your breath. Think about Baby, who doesn't want to have an unhealthy mother. ”

Stress can drive people crazy.

Song Weiyi, facing all kinds of negative pressures on the media, and second, facing the pressure of her husband's disappearance, is really pathetic, Sister Song is afraid she can't bear it.

“I know.” Song smiled softly, bowed his head and drank porridge.

She frowned slightly, raised her eyes and glanced at Sister Song. “Sister Song, today's porridge is a little salty, put a little salt in it some other time. ”

“Really? That's what they usually do. Probably the salt flavour of the new product is quite strong. When I cook vegetables, I just need to put some less. ”

“Mmm.”

“Ma'am, I'm going to see Bao. ”

“Mmm.”

“Ma'am, I'll take care of the baby, don't worry. Sister Song is experienced in caring for children, you are outside, feel comfortable handling the things you are going to deal with. ”

Song no worries smile: “Thank you Sister Song. ”

“You're welcome, I treat Xiaobao like a granddaughter. I'm happy to have such a beautiful and lovely granddaughter. Ma'am, take your time and eat more. I'll go see if Baby's awake. ”

After Sister Song left, Xu Jing came and pulled the chair in front of Song Wuxi. Xu Jing looked at Song Wuxi in pain: “Miss, are you sad? ”

“Have breakfast. I'll go to the hospital first, then to the Song family.” Song said without concern.

“Oh...” Seo Jing saw that Song did not want to talk about this heavy topic, and she did not continue to ask.

Actually, Xu Jing knows, isn't that bullshit?

Who wouldn't be sad if something like this happened?