Before Ji Chicheng could answer, a loud male voice ca from outside the door.
"I am the largest shareholder of the company, let’s see who has the power to overthrow ."
Imdiately, the owner of the voice appeared, standing at the doorway, with one arm in a sling and the other hand in the pocket of his suit trousers.
Facing the barrage of flashing caras, he slightly tilted his chin up, with a subtle smirk on his face. Even though his face was bruised, it couldn’t hide his pride and arrogance.
"Mr. Ji, would you like to comnt on the matter of selling your shares in the company?"
"Are you and Mr. Ji Chicheng involved in an internal conflict?"
"..."
Ji Jingfeng calmly waited for the reporters to finish asking before he smiled slightly and spoke, "I don’t really know that Charles, but there is soone in our family who is quite familiar with him."
He deliberately created suspense, whetting the reporters’ appetites.
"Could you reveal who it is?"
Facing the eager reporters, Ji Jingfeng remained exceptionally calm. He smiled as he looked at Ji Chicheng and said word by word, "That would be my child bride, Ji... An... Ning."
In country Y, Charles is a legend. If he doesn’t want to appear in the news, then there won’t be any news about him.
So the stories about Ji Anning and him have always been legends, never confird, and foreigners wouldn’t know either.
The crowd began to press on how Ji Anning t Charles, what their relationship was, and so on.
Ji Jingfeng said, "After having an affair with my uncle, she fled to country Y and lived with Charles for two years. Back then, rumors had it that Yue Sen. Charles kept a mistress, and it was Ji Anning. The film ’Scarlet’ was an investnt Charles made under soone else’s na."
Saying this, he turned his head and signaled to the middle-aged man following behind him. The man nodded, weaved through the crowd of reporters, approached the press conference, and casually found a small table to take the computer out of his bag.
Upon opening it, the screen displayed one wedding photo after another of Ji Anning and Charles.
It caused a gasp among the crowd.
Everyone’s gaze turned to Ji Chicheng.
So looked at him with sympathy, thinking you’ve been cuckolded by your nephew, haven’t you also been cuckolded by soone else?
"No wonder she was absent for two years and then suddenly beca the lead actress in a major dostic film, working with so many big stars."
"See, the entertainnt industry is hardly pure."
"She seems so cold and aloof on the outside; who would have thought she’d be like this."
All of a sudden, various slanders against Ji Anning erupted like a bursting beehive.
Ji Mingyue wore a stern face, feeling both hurt and hateful.
But she was more worried about what Ji Chicheng might do. He protected Ji Anning so much that, when she slapped Ji Anning back then, he almost wanted to eat her alive.
His image was already quite bad, and if his true relationship with Ji Anning was exposed in such a setting... then he would have no image left.
Public opinion would crush the two of them. Look at those celebrities, a single news of an affair can corner them.
As Ji Mingyue thought of this, she turned her gaze to Ji Chicheng.
Just then, Ji Chicheng suddenly stood up. Before Ji Mingyue could call him, he placed both hands on the table in front of him and leaped over it.
His anger-laden footsteps walked into the crowd of reporters, heading towards Ji Jingfeng.
Having suffered multiple losses due to brute force, Ji Jingfeng was prepared this ti and brought a few bodyguards. Before Ji Chicheng could reach him, two bodyguards swiftly blocked Ji Jingfeng, preventing Ji Chicheng from getting any closer.
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