Cai Xiaojing, gritting her teeth, relayed these instructions to her. "If only these videos could be taken down! They’re spreading like wildfire online. With so many clicks and shares on portal sites, they’re everywhere now. It’s infuriating!"
"Can’t they be taken down?"
"No way." Cai Xiaojing pursed her lips. "It seems my connections aren’t enough. I need to find people from the Huaxia Hacker Base to hack them. Let’s see them share then."
Wen Nuan was speechless.
"What about Young Master Ye Er? There’s no way he doesn’t know about such a big deal. What did he say?"
Hearing Ye Feimo’s na, the bitterness in Wen Nuan’s heart intensified, and her face burned again. His humiliating tone and gaze were still fresh in her mory, like a thorn piercing her heart every ti she recalled them.
"He’s upstairs. We just had a fight," Wen Nuan said coldly. Cai Xiaojing pursed her lips, remaining silent.
After a long while, she said, "Wen Nuan, in the future, you must pay attention in public. Although paparazzi are everywhere, and being secretly fild is normal, I hope such scenes don’t happen again. Artists must know how to avoid paparazzi. Even if they are omnipresent, we must be prepared to face any challenge."
"I understand!"
The press conference absolutely had to be held.
Wen Nuan’s movie was about to begin its promotional tour in various cities, and her TV series was still filming. Her image couldn’t be ruined, or else both of these projects would also be ruined.
Lin Ning was furious.
Last night, he called Cai Xiaojing and insisted that she find a way to resolve this matter without fail. Cai Xiaojing promised she would.
No matter how good their relationship was, Lin Ning couldn’t tolerate them harming the movie.
Most of the appeal of "Beauty in Bloom" rested on Wen Nuan. If she had a problem, the movie would surely be ruined. Lin Ning even scolded Wen Nuan, telling her to wear a baseball cap, draw a mole like a matchmaker, and dress like a beggar when she went out in the future.
This deeply discouraged Wen Nuan. Cai Xiaojing rely smiled and told Wen Nuan to ignore Lin Ning, treating his words as hot air.
Ye Feimo didn’t co down all night. Cai Xiaojing slept in the guest room and woke up with Wen Nuan the next day to head to the press conference. Fortunately, Wen Nuan’s residence hadn’t been discovered by paparazzi yet, so there were no paparazzi following them when they left.
Cai Xiaojing requested leave from the film crew and only returned to the set in the afternoon. Recently, they had been rushing to film Wen Nuan’s scenes. Once finished, she would join the "Beauty in Bloom" crew to tour various cities, beginning promotional activities for the film.
At the press conference, Wen Nuan and Cai Xiaojing were present, accompanied by the director of Anning Entertainnt Departnt, jointly holding the press conference.
Reporters had already sward the venue, creating a bustling scene. Anning International, GK dia, ATV Television, B&C Television, and several other dostic TV stations were all broadcasting live reports.
Wen Nuan and Cai Xiaojing sat down, accompanied by staff, with Director Yun sitting to one side. The flashbulbs flickered wildly, and long and short lenses constantly swiveled. The reporters also grew impatient, each eager to dig up firsthand news.
In Ye Feimo’s office, a giant wall-mounted TV was on, currently broadcasting Anning International’s live coverage. As the host ward up, the broadcast began in earnest, with caras focused on Wen Nuan, who sat expressionless.
Ye Feimo’s gaze was sharp, his lips pursed, as he coldly watched the screen.
"Miss Wen, please, is this video real? Is it really you?"
"Miss Wen, what exactly is your relationship with Young Master Fang?"
"Miss Wen, what are your thoughts on the video circulating online? Are you comfortable discussing it?"
"Miss Wen, there are rumors online that you’re being kept by Young Master Fang. Is there any truth to that?"
"Miss Wen, please say sothing!"
...
"Miss Wen, are you really being kept by Young Master Fang?"
"Miss Wen, you’ve just debuted and already received such great opportunities. Is Young Master Fang arranging things for you behind the scenes, and what have you promised him in return?"
...
The reporters bombarded Wen Nuan with questions. Cai Xiaojing raised her hand, urging the reporters to quiet down. She smiled slightly and said, "Dear dia friends, please ask one at a ti. It’s too chaotic, and Wen Nuan doesn’t know which question to answer first."
One reporter eagerly asked, "Miss Wen, what are your thoughts on this video circulating online? Is it real?"
Wen Nuan replied, "The video is real, but the netizens’ conjectures are false. My relationship with Fang Liucheng is not what the public imagines, and I have no financial ties to him whatsoever."
"Miss Wen, what about your necklace, and what about the house deed? Without any reason, why would Young Master Fang give you such valuable gifts and a house deed?" a female reporter sharply asked, cutting straight to the point.
Wen Nuan smiled and said, "Fang Liucheng and I grew up together. He ca to my ho when he was ten years old, and my father raised him like a son. Strictly speaking, Fang Liucheng and I are like siblings. For my twentieth birthday, he was away on a business trip and missed it. That necklace was his belated birthday gift to . What’s so strange about a brother giving his sister a birthday gift? Our family went bankrupt so ti ago, and our house was auctioned off by the court to pay debts. Fang Liucheng bought it, originally intending to return it to my father as repaynt for his upbringing, but there were so conflicts between him and my father, making it difficult to give it directly to my father. So, he transferred it to . That house was originally our family’s house, and you can easily verify the truth of this with a simple check."
"What? She and Fang Liucheng are siblings? How is that possible?"
"One is surnad Wen, the other Fang. How can they be siblings? Is ’adopted sister’ now a verb instead of a noun?"
"Who would believe her? Last ti, during the scandal, Fang Liucheng even kissed her. How could they be siblings?"
...
"Miss Wen, what kind of brother kisses his sister?" A reporter asked even more sharply, bringing up their previous scandal.
Wen Nuan smiled faintly. "What’s wrong with a brother giving his sister a goodnight kiss? When photographed with misleading angles, the resulting photos can clearly cause misunderstandings."
"Since Fang Liucheng was raised by the Wen family, if the Wen family went bankrupt, with his financial power, he could have helped long ago. Why did he wait until now?" another reporter asked.
Wen Nuan raised her hand and wiped her eyes. Her fingers, which had chili oil on them, burned. As she wiped her eyes, tears imdiately flowed. Wen Nuan was so uncomfortable that she had to keep blinking, and she couldn’t help but lower her head as tears stread down her face...
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