But truly eting her and chatting a bit, with this down-to-earth wife of the president, they are completely relaxed, not taking it seriously.
Picking the soft persimmons to squeeze, this seems to be a common trick used by these entertainnt journalists.
"You guys... are dead!"
Su Xiaong took a deep breath, exhaling through her nose.
The two journalists over there, hearing this, had their eyes light up! This is exactly what they wanted!
The female journalist’s recording pen was still working, perfectly capturing Su Xiaong’s words that were "nacing," "full of montum," "extrely indignant," and "full of threat!"
Just these simple five words could absolutely make a big story!
Su Xiaong took a deep breath, supporting herself on the floor to get up, her palms had already chafed a layer off, and now sticking to the dirt they were stinging.
"Mrs. Yin, isn’t threatening journalists not very nice?"
The female journalist was still kindly "advising" Su Xiaong.
"Threaten?" Su Xiaong squinted, "I wasn’t threatening you, I was confirming you... are dead!"
"..."
The two journalists were overjoyed!
Just planning to say sothing more to stir up Su Xiaong’s emotions even further, they saw her take out her phone and make a call!
The two journalists pricked up their ears, not taking Su Xiaong seriously at all, so when she made this phone call, they didn’t realize the seriousness of the situation until—
"Yin Shixiu!!"
As soon as the call was answered, Su Xiaong shouted loudly!
The tone was very angry, annoyed, and aggrieved!
"What happened?"
The big president on the other end was indeed scared by Su Xiaong’s shout!
"Two journalists from Nandu Entertainnt Report!!"
Su Xiaong continued to shout, and this shout truly startled the two journalists in front of her, their hearts turned cold, seeming to realize sothing was amiss...
"What happened?"
The big president’s voice suddenly beca deep, that heavy low pressure transmitting through the phone.
The two reporters felt it...
"Deng Wen and Tian Qianliu!!"
Su Xiaong glared at them, spitting out these two nas fiercely, scaring the two reporters’ hearts cold again with her aura.
"Mrs. Yin—"
The male journalist nad Deng Wen finally ca to his senses, noticing the situation might be going in a direction they couldn’t control, wanted to say sothing to Su Xiaong—
Su Xiaong eyed Deng Wen coldly, and rudely spat out four words,
"They hit !"
"..."
"..."
With a "clap," Su Xiaong hung up the phone after saying this.
Deng Wen and Tian Qianliu not only felt their hearts turn cold now but felt like their hearts were dead, and their bodies were stiff.
The first to co around was Deng Wen, seemingly older than the female journalist, should have seen a lot in the world.
He hurriedly said,
"Mrs. Yin, how can you talk nonsense like this? When did we ever hit you!"
Su Xiaong glanced at Tian Qianliu’s recording pen, enduring the pain in her hip as she stepped forward, almost speaking directly to that recording pen,
"I say you hit , then you did hit ."
After speaking, Su Xiaong turned and walked toward the school gate, limping, but after a few steps, her driver and a few security guards from the school ca running over!
"Madam! Are you alright? Who hit you?"
Su Xiaong pointed a finger, "Those two."
The driver gave the security guards a look, and a few of them imdiately went over, without saying a word, directly capturing the two journalists!
"She’s lying! We didn’t hit her! I have evidence!"
Tian Qianliu hurriedly raised the recording pen in her hand, only for the driver to step forward and snatch it, breaking it and tossing it into a nearby trash can!
Then, without turning back, he supported Su Xiaong away.
Behind them were the loud yells and shouts of the two journalists.
Su Xiaong took a deep breath, she naturally didn’t want things to reach this point, causing a few passing students to look at her in bewildernt.
But for those who push their limits, the more you give an inch, the more you allow them a foot to invade your space!
Shen Dawei had also asked her before about the matter between Yin Shixiu and Huang Tingting, Xiao ng hadn’t told Shen Dawei the truth, but simply said, dia journalists love to make things up, she knows her own husband.
After saying this, Shen Dawei didn’t ask any more questions.
Unlike these two journalists, who were so aggressive without knowing their bounds.
In the evening, when Xiao ng got ho, as soon as she opened the door, Yin Shixiu pulled her in, looking her over,
"Besides your palms, where else are you hurt?"
"No more... just fell and my butt hurts a bit..."
She murmured.
Su Xiaong was full of grievance; although she had already explained most things on the phone with Yin Shixiu on the way, she still felt aggrieved.
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