Zhao Chen did not speak, turned on the hands-free, and cut out WeChat.
Ranked third on the hot search list, the term has exploded.
#Lin Wanqing reveals that he and Zhao Jianguo have three sons#
He clicked in.
At the top is an interview video released twenty minutes ago, from the premiere room of a certain head Financial Media.
In the cover picture, Lin Wanqing is wearing a simple and elegant white suit, with exquisite makeup and slightly red eyes.
Zhao Chen Click to play.
Moderator:
"Mr. Lin, I would like to ask a personal question. You are such an outstanding person, but emotionally... have you met the right person?"
Lin Wanqing lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds.
This silence was not designed by the program.
The director gestured outside the camera, indicating that she should answer according to the script, "I haven't found the right one."
But Lin Wanqing raised his head, faced the camera, and smiled softly:
"Yes."
The host was obviously stunned.
This is not a pre-communicated answer.
But she reacted quickly and followed the conversation and asked:
"Really? He must be a very good man. Can you tell me who is so lucky?"
Lin Wanqing lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
"We have been together for more than ten years."
Her voice was very soft, as if she was recalling a cherished past event.
"I have three children. The eldest son is ten years old, and the younger son and daughter are twins."
The barrage exploded instantly during the premiere.
The host obviously did not expect this scale, and his voice was a little tight:
"Three, three children? Then you and this gentleman..."
"We are not married."
Lin Wanqing raised his eyes and faced the camera, his eye sockets were already red.
"For some... complicated reasons. He had an unhappy marriage, and later got a second one. I don't want to embarrass him."
The director was gesticulating wildly outside the camera, and the host was sweating on his forehead, but he still had the courage to ask:
"Then... can I tell you who this gentleman is?"
Lin Wanqing was silent for a long time.
It took so long that the barrage started to say "I dare not say" and "must be a big shot".
Then she spoke softly:
"Zhao Jianguo."
The premiere room was silent for three seconds.
Then the barrage erupted like a volcano.
"What the fuck??? Henglong That Zhao Jianguo???"
"Didn't he have two wives? Which one is Lin Wanqing?"
"Third term? No, he's never been married!"
"Three children! Hidden for more than ten years!"
"Zhao Jianguo is now at Detention Center! That case!"
The host's voice was shaking. "Lin, Mr. Lin, you and Mr. Zhao Jianguo..."
"We really love each other." Lin Wanqing interrupted her with a firm tone,
"I know many people don't understand. His first wife passed away a few years ago, and his second wife..."
She paused and did not continue speaking. She just shook her head slightly and showed a wry smile that she could not speak.
The barrage has completely gotten out of control:
"What does she mean? There is something wrong with Su Wantang?"
"Does this imply that Zhao Chen also has a fucking problem?"
"What a big pot..."
Lin Wanqing continued, his voice getting softer and softer:
"Over the years, in order not to affect his family, I took care of my three children and never dared to make it public.
My children have asked me many times why dad doesn't live with us... I can only say that dad is busy at work."
She raised her head and tears finally fell:
"I thought we could continue like this. But this year... something happened to him suddenly."
"I don't know why he was investigated. I only know that after his accident, someone took over the company immediately and took away his 30 years of hard work."
She looked at the camera and said word by word:
"That person is his biological son."
The premiere was a complete explosion.
The video has finished playing.
Zhao Chen held the phone, his knuckles turning white.
He didn't speak or even have an expression.
But Su Wantang was on the other end of the phone, hundreds of kilometers away, and still felt the oppressive silence on the other end.
"Xiao Chen," her voice was very soft, "Are you okay?"
Zhao Chen did not answer.
He turned around and prepared to go back to Living Room and say goodbye to Shen Wentao.
Looking up, Shen Zhiyi was standing at the door of Balcony.
She didn't know when she came or how long she had been standing there.
He was still holding a plate of cut watermelon in his hand, the flesh of which was shining brightly in the afternoon sun.
She met Zhao Chen's eyes and said nothing.
He just walked over gently, put the watermelon on Balcony's small coffee table, and then stood beside him quietly.
He didn't ask "what happened?" or "are you okay?"
She just stood there, her shoulders almost touching his arms.
Zhao Chen was silent for a few seconds.
Then he spoke in a calm voice:
"It's okay, I can handle it!"
Shen Zhiyi's fingers curled up slightly.
"Don't worry about me, the news will come soon. Your parents still need you to explain to them."
Shen Zhiyi nodded. At this time, all she could do was not to distract him.
She just gently stretched out her hand and placed it on the back of his hand.
Her hands are cold.
But Zhao Chen felt that the chill rising from his spine was finally suppressed a little.
"... I have to go back and deal with it." He said.
Shen Zhiyi nodded. "I know."
She paused. "I'll give it to you."
Shen Wentao is telling Li Xiaojuan that the cake Zhao Chen brought Pu'er is good.
Seeing the two people coming out of Balcony one after another, Shen Zhiyi's eyes were slightly red. Although Zhao Chen's expression was calm, his aura was completely different from half an hour ago.
Li Xiaojuan The rag in his hand stopped.