Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Chapter 195 No matter how bad it is, it is also Sang Sang Ba Ba

"Baba..." The little guy squeezed his clothes a little uneasy, and the little **** trembled slightly in fright.

Mu Chen lowered his eyes slightly, hugged the little girl in his arms, raised his hand and gently stroked the back of her neck to comfort the frightened Ye Sang.

To be honest, it was the first time in his life that he had such a flustered moment.

"Don't be afraid..."

"Dad is here." The man comforted her low, his eyes filled with coldness and gloom when he raised his eyes.

Where can the surrounding reporters manage these?

One by one, they carried the camera and smashed their faces. The problems were like puffing up beans, which made people overwhelmed:

"Mr. Mu, what do you think about the hot search?"

"Mr. Mu, did you make any rebuttals about the research staff who broke the news?"

The first few questions are fairly mild.

But the farther behind, the more mean.

Mu Chen was stuck here and couldn't get out. The little guy's curled eyelashes trembled, and he kept shrinking into his arms.

"Mr. Mu, if you can work out the antidote, why don't you die?"

The man looked cold and did not answer.

The male reporter continued to ask, "I asked someone to investigate your home. My parents were also members of the institute before."

"They were all sought-after sons of heaven during their lifetime, and they also contributed to the medical profession after death."

"Do they know that when you grow up, you will become such a cold-blooded and selfish person?"

Mu Chen pressed the little guy in his arms tightly, raised his eyes and said expressionlessly, "You can go down and ask them."

Male reporter: "..."

One couldn't work, and another female reporter followed up and asked:

"Mr. Mu, why don't you save yourself when you die?"

"Why can I choose to ignore it?"

"Mr. Mu, is the child in your arms your illegitimate daughter?"

"There is no news from the outside world. You don't seem to have any relatives, so is this child really your illegitimate daughter?"

Mu Chen was expressionless and covered the ears of the little girl in his arms, his eyes drooping slightly and there was coldness hidden.

"Mr. Mu, do you know how many people will be killed if you do this? Are you worthy of your parents who died prematurely without medical ethics?"

"Mr. Mu..."

A group of people squeezed past without fear of death, and the questions that were thrown out were more acute.

*

The speed of dissemination of public opinion cannot be said to be unpleasant, and even many people on the Internet have begun to force them to rely on it.

The first to know the news was Shen Chuchen. Shen's intelligence and news network were all over the imperial capital, and it was easy to reach him.

Huo Yao also received the news, but before he could do something, Shen Chuchen had already lazily called him.

He said: "I'll pick Sangsang, don't show up for now."

After a pause, the man said: "Otherwise it will be too messy then."

Huo Yao raised his brows slightly, and he snorted coldly, "It is said that it is light. You have gone to tell the world, Sangsang is your daughter?"

All know the truth.

But this is too much for Shen Chuchen to take advantage of the fire and rob!

The man smiled slightly, "Don't worry. I'm just going to pick someone up. With so many reporters on the scene together, it's hard to avoid being seen by others. What if we think we have a passion?

Huo Yao was really disgusted by his words.

The man hung up the phone blankly and gave him a "roll"

The unfriendly dialogue between the two came to an end.

...

Shen Chuchen took a leisurely copy of his pockets, his peachy eyes converged on the chill, and Liu Tezhu lazily swept away.

Chuckled softly:

"Keep up."

Liu Te helped his eyes brighten, and eagerly chased after him.

"Boss, are we going to blow up those journalists and magazines?"

Shen Chuchen squinted lazily and did not answer.

The man lazily copied his pockets, and Liu Tezhu followed closely behind him. The cold back figure was full of preludes to the villain's troubles.

*

Surrounded by a group of people, some extreme people were also watching, and their expressions were extremely indignant.

"Is this the morality of your institute?"

"Tsk, the child in your arms is your illegitimate daughter? You are also a child, so how can you be so ruthless?"

"If his parents knew Izumi, they would have regretted it a long time ago."

Mu Chen looked calm.

Regret it?

The ridicule flashed past his eyes.

Who knows.

The little guy was pressed tightly in her arms, and she noticed the man's slightly stiff body. She subconsciously hugged him and screamed. The little **** were soft and completely helpless, "Baba Baba..."

Although her voice is soft, the reporters are all talents who can see and listen to all directions.

The eyes of the female reporter closest to Ye Sang lit up slightly, "Listen to her as father Mu Chen!"

Isn't this title the best proof?

For a while, many people became restless.

I don't know who opened the head, and shouted one by one in the direction of Ye Sang:

"Your father is not a good thing. You must be a scourge when you grow up."

The little guy's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, the little **** dragged, and tears rolled in his eye sockets at an angle that others could not see, "...not at all."

Ye Sang's voice was so soft that no one else could hear it.

The man continued to yell, "He can obviously save him, so why can't he be saved?"

"Do you think this person is worthy of being your father and the profession of a doctor?"

What the man asked was sharper than the other.

Listening to his aggressive questioning, Mu Chen's movement of stroking the back of the little guy's neck slightly stagnated.

The man's slender eyelashes trembled, and his throat tightened slightly when he looked at the girl in his arms.

Mu Chen could feel the little guy's teardrops falling on his shirt, making his heart tremble faintly.

He hugged her tightly, suppressed the gloomy emotions, looked at the aggressive reporter, "Don't tell the child if you have anything."

The man covered the little girl's ears, and his voice was clear: "My daughter is still young."

"Ah."

Someone sneered immediately.

"Do you still know that your daughter is still young? Then do you think about the children waiting for you to save? You can't stand it after a few words? Why don't cold-blooded people like you die?"

Mu Chen chuckled.

He is really bad.

But what about it.

No one was willing to give him kindness.

"Baba..." Just as Mu Chen's thoughts were emptying, the little guy in his arms trembling little milk cavity sounded.

He was stunned for a moment, and even let the little guy break free of his restraints for a while.

Then the unpleasant and harsh voice sounded again, and this time he aimed specifically at Ye Sang.

He gloated and said: "Such a cold-blooded person, this daughter probably doesn't know what her father is like."

"How does it feel to recognize a thief as a father? Huh?"

"Woo..." Hearing these words, the little guy stood there for a few moments in a daze, slightly flattened his mouth for a while, and tried not to cry, but in the end he couldn't help but wow.

Ye Sang's little milk trembled timidly, "But no matter how bad he is, it's Sangsangba."

(End of this chapter)