Song looked puzzled at Song Jie: "Why not?"

"Gu Shao is still, I don't know where I am going, relying on those reporters, we are also losing." Song sister said.

"I want to stop them from messing up." Write Gu Yu, Song Wu worry that this is unlucky.

"You can stop one or two, and you can't stop all the reporters." Song sister frowned slightly, bitterly watching Song Wushou: "Mrs. If you go to the reporters, it will only make you feel that you are doing this. There are no silver three hundred and two places here, so that they think more, Gu Shao left us. Instead of making trouble with them, it is better to be quiet and face. More importantly, the court needs evidence, and now we don’t know Gu Shao’s. When they fell, those reporters have never seen Gu Shao’s body. In this case, we will not necessarily win. At that time, we will only let the media have more things to write."

Wen Yan, Song Wuxi carefully analyzed the words of Song Jie, Song Jie said that there is a reason. Now, they don't know the whereabouts of Gu Yu, and they can't prove that Gu Yu is still alive.

The reporter wrote this because it was because he had never seen Gu Yu, and there was news. Gu Yu’s personal bodyguard, Ade, fell into the Nanjiang Bridge and was trapped in the car and drowned.

In that car, I also found a Gu Yu's shoes, the media also saw this shoe, plus for a long time no see Gu Yu appeared, dare to write Gu Yu died.

Song Wushou looked up and smiled softly toward Song Jie. "I know how to do it, Song Jie, you can rest assured that I will not come."

Song sister heard, rest assured, Song Jie said: "Mrs., the company does not care. Fortunately, the company does not owe foreign debt, you shut down the company, it will not fall to the point of homelessness, and you are currently managing Song, Song is the only way to live. The reporter loves how to write Gu, let them write. Don't be overwhelmed by these pressures, you have to think about Xiaobao, Xiaobao does not want to have an unhealthy mother. ”

Stress can push people crazy.

Song has no worries, he has to face all kinds of negative pressures of the media. Secondly, he has to face the pressure of his husband’s disappearance. It’s really pitiful. Song sister is afraid that she can’t stand it.

"I know." Song smiled softly, bowed his head and drank porridge.

She frowned slightly, looked up, looked at Song sister, and smiled: "Song Sister, today's porridge is a bit salty, change the day to put less salt."

"Yes? It's usually like this. It may be that the newly bought salt tastes stronger. When I cook, I put less."

"Ok."

"Mom, then I am going to see Xiaobao."

"Ok."

"Mrs., Xiaobao is taken care of by me, you can rest assured. Song sister has experience in caring for children. When you are outside, you can handle what you have to deal with with peace of mind."

Song Wuyou smiled: "Thank you Song Jie."

"Polite, I treat Xiaobao as a granddaughter. I have such a beautiful and lovely granddaughter. I am happy with you. My wife, you eat slowly, eat a little more, I went to see Xiaobao wake up."

After Song Jie left, Xu Jing came to sit in front of Song Wushou, and Xu Jing looked at Song Wuxi with distress: "Miss, isn't your heart very sad?"

"Eat breakfast, I will go to the hospital first, then go to Song." Song Wu worry said.

"Oh..." Xu Jing saw Song Wuyou not want to talk about this heavy topic, and she stopped asking.

In fact, Xu Jing knows that her question is not nonsense?

Who is not upset when encountering such a thing?