Shanshan saw the publicity staff pushing his mother, and she was instantly unhappy.

She rushed to the propaganda staff and pushed the propaganda staff hard.

"You are not allowed to bully my mommy."

Unfortunately, although Shanshan has the heart to protect her mother, she is just a child after all.

Her strength is not as strong as the propaganda staff.

The propaganda staff didn't care whether Shanshan was a child, so they kicked Shanshan at Shanshan.

Ji Xincheng hugged Shanshan, and the propaganda kicked Ji Xincheng's arm, and Ji Xincheng hugged Shanshan and leaned forward, and fell over.

Ji Xincheng was worried that the Qishan in his arms would be injured, so he subconsciously leaned to the side to ensure that the Qishan in his arms would not be injured when he fell down.

"careful."

A strong arm immediately hugged Ji Xincheng in his arms.

Ji Xincheng and Shinzhang were hugged in his arms by He Xing, who was like a mountain.

Ji Xincheng's ears just pressed against He Xingchen's chest, and she heard his heartbeat.

One sound, one sound.

Rapid, powerful.

At the moment, the surroundings are quiet.

It seemed as if everything had been pressed.

Everything, everything, is still.

"What's going on?"

He Xingchen helped Ji Xincheng stand firmly. Before Ji Xincheng could speak, Shinshi shouted in a slight voice, "Uncle, she pushes mommy."

Shanshan pointed at the propagandist who had just pushed Ji Xincheng.

The propagandists only saw Ji Xincheng and Shanshan at first. To be honest, if she knew that there was a man like He Xingchen, she would definitely not dare to do it.

“This is a misunderstanding.”

There was such a big noise here, and the person in charge of Hanfu photography also started a smooth move.

He Xing had a deep face, and his body exuded a terrifying intention.

Such evil intentions made other onlookers understand that this man is not an ordinary person.

He explained the situation just now.

After listening to these people's narration, He Xingchen asked Shanshan, "Shanshan, is that true?"

"She pushed Mommy, and she also said we are poor people, uncle, what are poor people? Are they ghosts? Is it scary?"

He Xing's face became even heavier.

These people are really ignorant.

Poor ghost?

Have you ever seen a poor man wearing Italian haute couture?

Just the look of ordinary and simple clothes worn by Ji Cheng, it is a unique set in the world by Italian designers.

As for why He Xingchen himself knew, it was because his mother also liked the designer's clothes.

"Shanshan, this is a bad word, let's not learn it."

He Xingchen glanced at the dust on Ji Xincheng's clothes, and then looked at the person in charge.

"There is a surveillance there. What is the specific situation? The surveillance can be seen clearly."

At the beginning, he was shocked by the propaganda staff who was a poor man.

Her face turned red with scared, and tears kept pouring out.

"I didn't mean it, it was the little girl who was touching this set of Hanfu. I used the words a little too much, and I can apologize."

He Xingchen still had a calm face. His serious appearance made the propaganda staff become cautious.

"Sir, Madam, this is indeed a matter that our staff did not do well. You two have any requests, just ask."

He Xingchen spoke lightly, "Look at the surveillance first."

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