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Your original intention is to seek the truth.

When Su Yan said this, her eyes were already red. It was not a slight redness of grievance, it was an angry scarlet redness, or a hatred jealousy redness. She knew clearly what had changed in her body over the years, and she also knew that it was this person at the beginning, turning her into the daughter of a sinner.

If it weren't Rong Nan...

Su Yan felt that her mouth had tasted the blood. Her personality was really divided. At this moment, what existed in front of everyone was the blackened personality, but because of her now, those negative emotions intensified and swallowed her up.

How much effort did she put into survival?

To this day, it is entirely up to the fragile self to constantly split out its hard shell, thinning its true self layer by layer, turning it into an armor until the soul is exhausted.

What remains living in front of the world is a body of anger and despair.

Su Yan was caught by the security guard, but the big men clearly felt the intimidating power emitted around the thin body they controlled, just like... in the video behind Rong Nan...

Wait a minute, it's her?

People around me recognized it, "Oh my God! Isn't this woman caught the one who was beaten on the screen?"

"Really, false? So what she said is actually credible?!"

Su Yan raised her head. Her mixed-blooded face was so recognizable that even if others didn't want to admit it, she had to admit it. Her gray-green pupils rolled thickly, just like before, with hatred for the mastermind behind the scenes.

"How can a schizophrenic woman believing in her words? If we don't believe in rumors or spread rumors, social stability is the most important thing!"

"Can we ignore the truth for the sake of social stability?"

"Do you know what the truth is? Everything has not been concluded, and we have not seen the truth..."

"Did you forget what is the original intention of being a media person and a journalist? Seeking the truth - you are the transmitter of the truth, not the microphone of a certain class! If the truth is not known, we should find it and report it!"

I don’t know who said so strongly in the crowd, which surprised Su Yan.

Are there anyone who is pursuing the original intention of being a media person like a breeze sweeping across the cliff?

Everyone was shocked, and then looked up and found that it was a very young girl. She was standing there and then looked at Rong Nan, "Your Excellency, can you explain all the accidents that happened today?"

Like a sharp blade, we are heading towards Rongnan!

Rong Nan's pupils suddenly tightened, and the camera and microphone were ready to record. He stood in the corner of the stage, waiting for someone to arrest Su Yan and sent it over. Unexpectedly, he was intercepted halfway. Just as he was about to speak, the representative next to him wiped his sweat and replied, "That's right. Everyone misunderstood the incident of Tang Shi going to jail before. Bo Ye misunderstood. Whether the person involved had to come out or not, would he have to come out..."

The blame is very good. First, I said "Bo Ye misunderstood", and then I wanted to ask the people back then. Isn't this equivalent to asking them to interview Tang Shibo Ye? The couple is very good now, who would ask them about death on their faces?

The people in the audience shut up and vaguely sensed the oppressive force on Rong Nan. They didn't know what to do for a while, so Su Yan could only smile and said, "Why come and ask me, I'm also included in the matter back then. Rong Nan, do you still remember the helicopter crash? That year - Uncle Bo Ye was in jail for you-"

Before he finished speaking, Su Yan's voice stopped abruptly, and an anesthetic pierced her arm. The woman felt a little unconscious, and then her body became weak and fell down.

"It seems that it's sick. What did I say? She is mentally ill..." The representative wiped his sweat and glanced at the security guard who was secretly taking anesthetics, and finally took a breath.

Fortunately, I am prepared. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!
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