A new notice pinned to the top of Yeyan's official website has exploded on all social platforms in the shortest possible time.

Three days later, Mrs. Li, Miss Xia Ye, one of the chief designers of Ye Yan, will hold a press conference on the first floor of Longyue Hotel. Friends from the press who have received invitations are welcome to attend the appointment on time.

Many media outlets in Jianghai City were very excited, taking advantage of the right time, location, and people, and fought hard to get a seat at the press conference.

Reporters from several leading newspapers and magazines seized the last moment to think hard and listed out several questions on large sheets of paper, making sure that every word was heart-breaking. They were determined to use the unparalleled Yan Xiaye as a springboard to squeeze more out of her.

Much popularity and popularity.

The day before the press conference, several key elites who were gearing up were making final preparations. Everyone was sweating profusely over a limited number of issues. Only after a while did they notice the boss who was sweating and pushing the door open.

"Boss, why do you look so ugly? Our magazine is well-deserved number one in Jianghai and among the top ten in the country. Is it possible that one of our colleagues is not smart and bullied us?"

The boss was silent for a moment, staring straight at the table. Suddenly, as if he was having an epileptic fit, he grabbed the pieces of paper and tore them into pieces.

It wasn't until the piece of paper fluttered to the ground that the reporters realized what they were doing. They pulled their hair and started wailing: "Boss, do you know how long we have been thinking about this! During the live broadcast, Mrs. Li will definitely be speechless and unable to stop in front of tens of millions of viewers.

tower!"

"Don't! Ancestors, you guys are really my living ancestors." Seeing the employees' surging enthusiasm for work, the boss was moved to tears and slapped the table and roared: "You are only allowed to ask routine questions tomorrow, otherwise tomorrow will not be the same."

If the company goes bankrupt, you all will go home and eat yourselves!"

"Huh?" The reporters stopped pulling their hair. They were all industry insiders. They smacked their lips and immediately responded, "Boss, you mean..."

The boss, who had turned gray-haired, shivered, and the early autumn had already passed the winter chill: "Don't ask! Fortunately, we are not the only ones who have been warned. As long as you keep your tail between your legs, all your bonuses at the end of the month will be doubled."

Times! I have only one request for you, that is, you must not make Mrs. Li cry. Even if she insists on crying, she must not cry because of our problems! "

Overnight, driven by some invisible force, several of the most prominent newspapers and magazines in Jianghai City reluctantly gave up the good opportunity that had been rare in several years, and all gave death orders to their reporters.

So on the day of the press conference, the atmosphere at the venue was unprecedentedly harmonious, and all the reporters who came to interview were friendly and knowledgeable.

This scene was beyond Yan Xiaye's expectations. She stood on the stage in formal attire, occasionally answering a few questions in a nonchalant manner, and smiling even as the shutter clicked. The demeanor she displayed was in line with the scheming bitch rumored on the Internet.

The discrepancy has caused many discerning people to think secretly and begin to doubt how true those rumors are.

Until a reporter wearing a peaked cap suddenly stood up in the venue. He didn't even take the microphone. He faced the surprised and admiring gazes of his colleagues around him and asked sharply and harshly what all the melon-eaters were saying: "Mrs. Li, I believe that the Internet

It’s impossible that you haven’t read the rumors, so how do you explain that you used your elders to suppress others, forcibly took away your sister’s sweetheart, and forced Young Master Li to marry you?”

As soon as these words came out, countless microphones were immediately put in front of Yan Xiaye, for fear of missing any word of her speech.

Although their boss explicitly forbids them from doing whatever they want, with such an ignorant leader, of course they want bonuses and performance. They all hope that Yan Xiaye's answer will be more convincing. If it doesn't work, they can also learn to pretend like a certain actress.

He looked like a little white rabbit and cried.

With everyone watching intently, Yan Xiaye took a deep breath.

Instead of evading as the reporters expected, she calmly gave her answer: "First of all, I admit that the marriage contract between myself and Li Beicheng was arranged by Grandpa Li. He treated me with great kindness.

I am always grateful.”

"Secondly, even though Li Beicheng and I met because of Grandpa Li's introduction, getting married requires the consent of both parties. If Li Beicheng doesn't cooperate, I can't get a marriage certificate alone. From beginning to end, I have never

Never forced anyone."

"As for whether Li Beicheng is Yan Shuirou's sweetheart, I don't know about this matter, but I think Li Beicheng is already a married man, so any upright woman, no matter how much she loves her, must know how to understand

First come, first served, while respecting the marriage, she also respects herself."

At the end of the sentence, Yan Xiaye straightened her back and smiled, but her black and white eyes were slightly covered with a layer of mist. Under the refraction of the light, her beautiful eyes shone with astonishing brightness.

Unless necessary, no one would choose to stand here, tear open the most painful wound with their own hands, reveal the bloody truth in front of everyone, and let them judge.

As the last word fell softly, the venue fell into an eerie silence, and for a while all the people could hear was their breathing.

Even to the most discerning reporter, these explanations are sound and logical.

In other words, either Yan Xiaye is telling the truth, or she is a cunning woman beyond everyone's imagination, and can even fool everyone present into applause.

The live broadcast was transmitted in real time. Her voice, slightly hoarse due to nervousness, appeared softly on various electronic terminals.

Under the camera, she refused Yin Baiyan's company and stood alone at the highest point of the venue, as if she was announcing to the tens of millions of spectators in front of the screen that even if she was the target of public criticism, she would not break her pride in Yan Xia Ye and would never admit defeat.

Li Beicheng arrived in time, but was blocked by the bodyguards sent by Li Yuntang in advance. At this moment, he got furious and kicked several people down, and finally rushed into the center of the venue.

Three full days have passed since he saw the notice.

In the past three days, he tried every means to contact Yan Xiaye, but this damn woman seemed to have disappeared from the world. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't catch Yan Xiaye's shadow.

As the leading actor in the rumor, he certainly didn't want to come to a place like this in person, but if he didn't come here, he really couldn't find her!

Staring at the superior Yan Xiaye in shock and anger, Li Beicheng pushed the reporters around him to stagger without thinking, and forcibly carved a path through the crowd, heading straight in the direction of Yan Xiaye.
Chapter completed!