The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 491 Who Says We Are Brothers and Sisters? (3)
Without waiting for the other party to respond, one question after another was thrown head-on.

"Where did you get these photos? Did you take them? Can you get into the gate of the Han family?"

The background of these photos is the inner courtyard of the Han family, and outsiders will not know about it and cannot enter it.

There must be a mystery in it, he had a vague idea in his heart.

The man's back felt cold, and he mustered up his courage to shout, "Of course someone gave it to me."

Shaozhe waited for this sentence, and immediately asked, "Who is it?"

The man raised his chin, with a righteous look on his face, "I can't say that."

Shaozhe sneered in his heart, such a person actually had the nerve to put on a good face, thanks to him for doing so.

"Since it's an aboveboard matter, why can't you say it? Unless you can't say it, or you have a ghost in your heart."

The man was a little overwhelmed, with cold sweat on his back, "Nonsense, these are off-topic, everyone can see clearly, I swear to God, there is absolutely no synthesis or PS."

For a while, there were different opinions, and there were all kinds of opinions.

With a sneer on the corner of Shaozhe's mouth, he saw the right moment and suddenly launched an attack.

"I would like to ask one more question, which person would abuse his adopted daughter in front of everyone? Are you so stupid as to leave evidence? Mister, would you?"

These words stirred up a thousand layers of waves, buzzing.

The man's complexion changed drastically, and he subconsciously yelled sharply, "You're just quibbling, sophistry."

No matter how he answered, it was a dilemma.

What a formidable young master Han, no wonder that person told him to be careful and not make any mistakes. Once young master Han catches him in the wrong place, he will fight back with all his strength.

Shaozhe asked aggressively, "Yes or no? Please answer."

The man's forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, and he yelled fiercely, "...Why should I answer? Today is the day you confess to the public..."

Shaozhe curled his lips in disdain, and confessed to the public?Just kidding, he's not a criminal.

He made up his mind to show these villains a little color, even if they lost their memory, they are not easy to provoke.

He asked coldly, "Yes or not?"

The reporter's body trembled and trembled for a long time, and his lips turned white.

The others looked at him curiously and booed one after another, "Sir, I also want to know your answer."

"I want, too."

It's a dilemma, and it's not easy for anyone.

"Quickly answer."

The voice became louder and louder. The man wanted to cry, but he gritted his teeth and managed to force out a sentence, "I... will not abuse people."

Shaozhe hooked the corner of his mouth and showed a slightly mocking smile, so he couldn't bear it anymore?
He was gentle and polite, "Mr. reporter, please don't change the subject."

That person wanted to vomit blood, this person was too dark.

He couldn't hold it any longer, and yelled anxiously, "...Don't go too far, I have freedom of speech."

Shaozhe couldn't help laughing, it's a joke that such a weak person wants to fight him.

"That's a good point. You have it, everyone has it, but what do you mean by taking out such a photo? Isn't it immoral to accuse someone who has passed away for a long time?"

Foreign media people nodded in agreement.

Secretary Qian interjected at the right time, "Yeah, the dead are the most important thing, and you can't find out about the big things. Dude, your behavior makes people have to doubt it."

(End of this chapter)