Chapter 1551
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While waiting for his friends, Huo Mien was surrounded by a large group of reporters.
"Lady Qin … can you tell us how you're feeling right now?"
"I'm in a good mood, I believe that my husband will be fine."
"Lady Qin … didn't you guys get divorced? Do you still mind people calling you Lady Qin? "
"I'll always be Lady Qin … Divorce or not, it's just a piece of paper, it won't make a difference." Huo Mien smiled.
"I heard that GK's stock market is going to crash, and GK won't be able to hold on much longer. What do you plan to do? Sell it or raise funds?"
"That's a trade secret, I can't answer, thank you."
"How will President Qin's murder case end today? What are you looking forward to? "
"My husband didn't kill anyone, so I believe that the law will give him justice."
"Rumor has it that President Qin cheated on Miss Song because of love, that's why …"
"Reporter friend … please don't speculate, especially when it's such a big case … Even the police don't dare to talk about it, but you guys have the guts to talk about it … Sometimes it's good to be bold, but remember to distinguish right from wrong."
Huo Mien sneered at the reporter …
His sharp gaze made the young reporter take two steps back …
"Other than you, will anyone else be at the trial today?"
"Yes, my husband's and my friends will all be there."
"Mrs. Qin, someone saw you get into President Su's car last night … You guys … are in an ambiguous relationship, so …?"
Before the reporter could finish, Huo Mien smiled and said, "I also went to President Huo's house for dinner last night, does that mean that I'm in an ambiguous relationship with President Huo?"
The reporter was speechless …
Huo Mien calmly answered every question thrown at him by the reporters.
The crowd reacted quickly, and his answers were flawless.
Many people were impressed by her, and no one dared to look down on her just because she was a 25-year-old girl.
"That's all for today. My friends are here, thank you."
After speaking, Huo Mien walked straight into the courtroom …
A large number of reporters were blocked outside the door by the police who maintained law and order …
Wei Liao drove a black Mercedes-Benz 600 with Jiang Xiaowei.
Zhu Lingling was sitting in Gao Ran's Jaguar.
Inside Rick's Ferrari were Rick, Rick, and Xixi.
Su Yu's black Lamborghini …
There was also Tang Chuan's white Porsche 918.
The entrance of the courtroom was as spectacular as a luxury car show.
"Let's go in, everyone." Huo Mien nodded at everyone and was about to turn around.
Suddenly, Zhu Lingling shouted, "Look, who's that?"
Everyone turned around and saw a black Range Rover parked at the entrance. Huo Siqian was wearing a red suit, just like the groom.
It really pissed him off …
"President Huo … is there a happy occasion today? Why are you wearing such red? "a gossipy reporter asked.
"If I'm not wearing red, am I supposed to wear black? It's not like I'm here for a funeral … "Huo Siqian adjusted his collar and replied nonchalantly.
"Haha … President Huo, you're so funny." The reporter laughed awkwardly.
Huo Siqian walked up the stairs step by step …
He was ten steps away from Huo Mien …
"What are you doing here?" Gao Ran asked angrily. If it weren't for the fact that they were in public, he would have beaten this guy up …
Rick was also looking at him with hatred in his eyes …
Huo Mien was very calm; he only glanced at Rick's face.
"I'm here for the trial … I'm very interested in this case. Don't forget … the victim, Song Yishi, is my wife … Mayor Song is my father-in-law …"
"Bastard …" Zhu Lingling wanted to run up and scratch Huo Siqian's face.
However, Huo Mien reached out and stopped her …
"Lingling … don't be impulsive."
Huo Siqian looked at Huo Mien from head to toe and smiled. "Mian, you're dressed very ominously today. You only wear black to a funeral."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed …
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