He licked his heart and put his foot in it.

Unlike the cold outside, her home was warm, so that several reporters who came in behind her shook their spirits and looked around at Song Yaru's home.

This is the first time that Jiang Guowei's home has been exposed in front of the media.

But it’s very different from the first time I came!

The precious collections that were originally placed on the Bogu shelf are all gone, replaced by a pot of flowers and plants, leafy, just right!

“Please sit down and give me tea!”

Song Yaru pointed to the sofa in the meeting area and walked into another room.

He looked at him and sat down on the couch.

The reporters saw that Fan Liming, who was the leader and the leader, did not speak, and sat quietly beside the two people.

Fortunately, this guest area is very spacious, a few sofas are placed, both to sit down on everyone, and can not see a little luxury!

To the impression of the reporter, this is the home of a good official with integrity, everywhere with frugal, not a trace of copper odor!

Reporters frequently nodded their heads, looking at the eyes of the trussed a little strange.

I don’t care about that, but I think about what’s going on!

The source of the song should be reliable!

So, it should be a leak of the wind, so that Jiang Guowei knew in advance that they were coming, which released Song Yaru in advance, but Song Yaru could cooperate with him in this way!

If it is really like this, it will make her cold!

I saw Song Yaru holding a tray with several cups of tea on it, and in the transparent glass, the tea rolled.

I’ve been well-informed long ago!

In that cup, just ordinary Longjing tea, even these journalists can afford to consume.

“Please drink tea!”

Song Yaru put the tea in front of everyone and sat on the side with a smile.

He had no intention of drinking water, but he looked at Song Yaru's face carefully, although he could see that there was a hint of fatigue, but the overall feeling was still good.

Is her acting so good?

“I don’t know what’s going on today, you guys are here today.”

Song Yaru, like a decent noble woman, asked with a smile, and his eyes turned around in several people, and finally fixed on the body of the stump.

"Oh, I'm thinking I haven't seen you in a long time, so I'm afraid to come and visit!"It doesn’t bother you, does it?”

He said.

Song Yaru looked doubtfully at several other faces, and although he had not seen them, the cameras and recording pens in the hands of several people had already exposed their identities.

“Then they?”

Quickly explain:

"Oh, these people are my friends, and I heard that Mayor Jiang Guowei is running for governor, so I wanted to interview Mayor Jiang."

He said quickly.

He nodded, and agreed with his statement.

Song Yaru smiled humbly:

"Thanks to everyone's love, my husband is looking at the documents in the upstairs study!"I'll call him down."

Say, just stand up.

He stood up, and he could no longer help his guess, and hurriedly said:

“Have you been ok lately?”

Song Yaru's body froze, and then turned around for a while, suddenly laughing on his face:

"It's okay, I'm fine!Thank you for your interest!”

There was some emotion in her eyes that she could not see.

“Didn’t he hit you?”

She blurted out, suddenly recalling her scarred arm that had been seen in her office before.

Song Yaru slowly shook his head, suddenly turned back to his body, in a few people can not see the angle, suddenly from the eyes of a big drop of tears, but the tone is very calm, without a hint of trembling said:

“I’ll call you the great.”

Then they fled the place.

Several reporters looked up at the frozen chestnuts in place, not knowing what to say.

He sat down, looked at Song Yaru's back, sighed in his heart, and sat down.

Fan Liming pulled the sleeves of the tucked, and said in a low voice:

"Maybe there's something hidden."

This is just a comfort, he also knows that if Song Yaru this performance, today is a white run!

Not only can't find the unfavorable evidence of Jiang Guowei, but he may also be beaten by him, but it helps him to spread how poor and loving people he is!

There was no reaction, thinking of the terrible place of Jiang Guowei, the old fox, and the anger in his heart became more and more prosperous!

How cunning it is to convince Song Yaru, who was persecuted by him, to stand on his side, and these surface work has played a good role!

Look at these reporters, constantly with the camera in hand to shoot the layout of Jiang Guowei's home.

“Welcome to welcome!Ginger is late, sorry, all of you!”

Jiang Guowei smiled and walked down the stairs, a few steps behind him, followed Song Yaru.

When he appeared on the stairs, everyone stood up, except for the tranche still.

Jiang Guowei, like he had not seen her, went straight to them, held out his hand warmly, and said:

“There is a loss, there is a missed encounter!”

Shake hands with everyone who stood, and the smile on his face looked so sincere!

A reporter reached out and gently patted the shoulder and motioned for her to stand up.

But the lichen is still sitting as stable as the Taishan Mountain, and even the eyelids have not been lifted.

There was a bit of embarrassment on the reporter’s face.

Jiang Guowei waved his hand, and the loud voice echoed in the living room:

“Maybe something!Come, everybody sit down, sit down and talk."

Looking at the tea in the cup of several people, Jiang Guowei turned his head and said to Song Yaru, who was standing behind him, and said with a pleasant face:

“Give everyone some tea.”

Then he turned to look at the people.

Song Yaru responded, picked up the kettle from the table, and filled the cups with the tea cups back to fill them with water.

"I've been busy with business, I'm sorry I didn't come down in time.“What do you guys want to interview?”

Jiang Guowei sat on the sofa and said in front of these reporters, the corner of the eye is so bright that it does not say a word, and the heart sneer!

A reporter laughed pleasantly:

"Don't dare, Mayor Jiang's day, but we don't come here, abrupt!"Please forgive the mayor!We are here to make a special visit for Mayor Jiang to let the people know more about Mayor Jiang.”

"Yes, yes, you are running for governor, and at present, it seems that the number of votes is at the top, indicating that the people have great trust in the mayor!"

Several reporters used to meet the wind to make the rudder, even laughing and patting the ass!

Jiang Guowei laughed more and more proud, while saying humble words, but at the same time talked with reporters about their "tremendous achievements" over the years!

Since adding water to everyone, Song Yaru walked into the next room.

No one noticed her, and the reporters' attention was on Jiang Guowei.

Losing the point of domestic violence, they have found a worthy aspect of reporting, of course, will not let go.

“It looks like!”

He said coldly suddenly.

The sharp sharp words, so that the people who were talking with interest to some people stopped, all turned to look at her.

Fan Liming was a little nervous, and he was afraid that he was too tough and was not liked by these reporters.Obviously, these reporters have been confused by the surface phenomenon of Jiang Guowei, she opened her mouth at this time, but at the same time with these five people!

But he can't help but be angry in his heart, and he wants to tear up the false and hypocritical face of Jiang Guowei!

Jiang Guowei laughed awkwardly twice and said:

"Miss Li, although you and I have had a misunderstanding, you do not have to always resist me."My intention is to become friends with Miss Li, after all, do not know!Let the misunderstanding go before.”

He felt only a moment of nausea, and the opposite lip:

“The misunderstanding?It’s a misunderstanding, you and I know!It was you who often beat his wife and placed her under house arrest.It’s like being human now!What a teaching!”

Jiang Guowei's face slowly darkened, pointing to the tranche and said:

"Miss Li, even if we can't be friends, you don't have to throw dirty water on me like this?"Do you remember how you put the fault of Director Zhao Ruifeng on my head?”

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“Is it true, as long as you ask the client?”

Jiang Guowei laughed coldly."All right!“Jia, come out!”