The woman was controlled and many people around her took videos.
Song Xiang and Yan Han were in a panic. The liquid was most likely excrement, and the stench was overwhelming.
Yan Han threw away his coat, but it didn't reduce the smell.
They were first sent to the hotel next door.
Yan Han had lived for more than twenty years and had never been in such a miserable state. He did not complain a word to Song Xiang.
When we arrived at the hotel, we separated from each other.
Song Xiang only got a little bit of it, so it's not difficult to deal with it.
Ding Fan got the news and quickly arrived at the hotel.
"Mr. Song."
Song Xiang didn't take a shower first, and asked her to turn on the live broadcast.
"live streaming?"
"Yes, live broadcast."
Let the world see what she looks like now.
Ding Fan hesitated slightly. The murder of Song Xiang's father had been a hot topic for more than a day and night. It was also the first time that the Yan family's stock price plummeted due to the leader's "scandal." Live broadcasting at this time was simply asking for death.
Song Xiang knew her hesitation and smiled lightly, "Let's go."
"good……"
The boss has orders and must be fired no matter what.
Ding Fan used a corporate account. When the live broadcast started, there were only a few people at first, but soon people came in one after another.
The screen was full of curses.
"The murderer's daughter is living a good life. This hotel is quite expensive."
"It stinks, I will never buy Yan's house again."
"Is Yan Han blind? There's no one to look for."
…
The subtitles floated very quickly, and Song Xiang didn't come into the shot at first, but waited for a moment.
Someone posted the video of the parking lot, and it quickly became popular.
The screen became lively, with an occasional social question or two.
"The murderer's daughter can't live? Will she have to have feces poured on her?"
In the beginning, there were only a few scattered ones, until Song Xiang appeared on the scene.
She sat in front of the dressing table, gently wiping the dirt from her hair with a calm face.
Ding Fan stared at the screen, not daring to make a sound.
Until Song Xiang said to her: "Ask the hotel how to pay for towels. I guess they can no longer use them."
Ding Fan was stunned for a moment and quickly answered, "Oh..."
Song Xiang calmly wiped the dirty things, went in to take a shower, and dried her hair in front of the camera.
The live broadcast room is almost exploding, with everything being said.
After she finished everything, she put the live broadcast mobile phone next to the bed, and she leaned on the bedside to talk.
"I just saw everyone's comments, and I feel like I'm living too well, and a murderer's daughter shouldn't be living so well."
Ding Fan sat aside and listened silently.
Song Xiang treated her as the only audience and told her in detail.
"My father...Mr. Song Yang, he did kill someone. But since I was born, I have never seen the so-called father..."
"If the family members of the murderer want to be sentenced together, then I should be sentenced to at least twenty years. Considering that he has never raised me, you should also sentence me to a few years less, then sentence me to fifteen years. But if he goes in
If I can get rid of the consecutive charges of serving fifteen years in prison, then I would rather serve my sentence because my childhood was not much better than that of a criminal."
"No matter what, I got into Tianjin University based on my ability, and I got into Yan's School based on my strength."
"Stern Han is what I... really like! I don't understand why the actual entry defines 'Stern Han falling in love with a murderer's daughter' as a scandal."
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next room
Yan Han sat on the sofa and watched the person on the screen explain in detail.
She was calm throughout the whole process, didn't shed any tears, and even found one or two comments in the middle and expressed her opinions on the spot.