Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Although everyone watches TV, Lu Jinnian often uses voiceovers, so few people recognize him.

But Xu Jiamu heard it, and he had a somewhat dazed look, which became a little dignified.

The conversation record played seemed to have been moved by someone, and there was a rustle for a long time, and then a sudden voice came out, or the good male voice: "You murderer!"

Standing on the stage, Han Ruchu, when he heard these words, finally remembered the time when the dialogue was being played. Her face was pale as a paper, always calm and elegant, and quite calm. Angrily, she showed panic on the stage.

Qiao An sat on the seat anxiously, admiring Han Ruchu's appearance at this time, and his lips twitched a faint smile.

The people sitting under the stage had no mood to pay attention to the auction, and all of them were paused for a long time. The sudden words began to discuss.

"Killer? What does this mean?"

"Who is the murderer? Is it Mrs. Xu?"

"God... what the **** is going on?"

In a whisper, Han Ruchu's voice came out from the sound again on the spot, obviously lacking in confidence: "What do you mean by that?"

Followed by a pleasant male voice: "You said, if Jia Mu knew that his mother's hands were covered with blood, not even a month or two of fetuses, what kind of eyes would you think he would look at you? This mother?"

"Ah..." The audience exclaimed, one after another, which lasted almost half a minute.

Even the mother Qiao sitting next to Jo Anhao whispered.

Then Han Ruchu's voice came out from the stereo again: "So you all know."

"How is this going?"

"This sentence clearly proves that Mrs. Xu has admitted."

"She actually killed a fetus?"

Those exclamations evolved into a lot of discussions, louder than louder.

Han Ruchu stood on the stage, looking blue and white for a while, and his expression changed wonderfully.

The presenter standing beside her looked at her with unbelievable expressions.

Xu Jiamu looked calm, but his hand was silently clenched into a fist, because of excessive force, the bones protruded.

Everyone’s ear sounded the nice male voice once again: "Yes, of course I know. Joan is still dead, and thanks to you, sleeping pills, bird's nest, Ms. Han prepared really carefully, It's a pity that once Bai Mi was sparse, there were still flaws."

This time, the scene was silent.

This silence lasted a full minute, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little uncontrolled.

"Joan? Isn't that Joe's daughter?"

"Yeah, I married Xu Jiamu before, and then divorced, and it seems to be divorced, and it has not affected the two relations at all."

"Is this too shocking? Qiao Anhao married Xu Jiamu, was pregnant, and was taken away by Han Ruchu?"

"I'm going, what a terrible heart this TM, my own flesh and blood, can you do it?"

The mother Qiao, who was sitting next to Jo Anhao, seemed to hear something unbelievable. After a while, she turned around in amazement.