So, Chen Wenwen was just a cover all along? And her brother’s refusal to settle down these past years was actually for Sister Xia?
The initially speechless Xia Wan’an, after hearing Xia Chen’an’s remark about "defending justice", suddenly stared at Xia Chen’an on her phone screen, her expression turning solemn.
Her brother seed to have lost a lot of weight... He loved her so much, how terrible must he have felt when she was in trouble?
Xia Wan’an slightly tightened her lips, and her fingertips gripped the coffee cup a tad tighter. It was as if she had made a decision. She reached out, grabbed her phone, and tapped the screen a few tis.
...
The journalists bribed by Ai Jiang, although begrudgingly, had to admit defeat at the release of Xia Chen’an’s video. They had no room left to argue.
The press conference hosted by Qin Shujian had co to an end. Just as the host was about to announce a successful conclusion, a voice from one of the journalists rang out: "Miss Qin Shujian, as an onlooker, I really empathize with the hardships you faced during your youth. However, Miss Qin Shujian, your photo was after all inappropriate, and with it circulating on the internet, regardless of how pitiful or sympathetic you are, it will ultimately affect your reputation, right? Are you not worried that this photo will bring trouble to your future love life and marriage?"
The journalist who had just posited that Wei Lifen didn’t commit suicide was also the one who posed this question. Nonetheless, his sharp inquiry effectively diverted attention from the previous details.
His words successfully made the host withdraw the words at the verge of his lips and caused the journalists readying to leave to halt their actions.
Qin Shujian didn’t reply, or rather, she didn’t know how to answer such a pointed question at that mont.
The journalist who had just questioned Qin Shujian didn’t give up, but quickly speaking again, "Miss Qin Shujian, I understand my question is embarrassing for you. But what I’ve said remains a fact; your photo is, indeed, offensive. I admit you were innocent and unfortunate to have this issue. But if it hadn’t been exposed to the public, there could be n who know but wouldn’t mind. However, with this issue known to all, do you think there would be a man who wouldn’t mind? After all, no man can tolerate the existence of a lewd photo of his girlfriend or wife in everyone’s hands."
"Miss Qin Shujian, does your silence an that you refuse to believe the scenario I’ve proposed? If you don’t believe it, we could certainly ask the gentlen present here what they think..." As the particular journalist spoke, he turned to face a fellow male journalist beside him: "Would you be able to tolerate such a situation..."
Before the journalist finished his sentence, a figure suddenly dashed in front of him. A fist flew brutally into his face.
The journalist grunted in pain. Before he could recover, his collar was roughly grabbed. Accompanying the view of a face more beautiful than a woman’s in his sights ca a harsh voice that not only pierced his ears but also echoed through every corner of the room, "Who gave you permission to use her as an example?"
"Let tell you, it doesn’t matter what the n present here think, or what the n in the whole world think... Because, she, Qin Shujian, is mine! As long as I don’t mind, nobody else has the right to comnt!"
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