??Chapter 197: Chapter 197 Maintain Distance
Chapter 197: Chapter 197 Maintain Distance
The plastic surgery expert invited by He Xing had arrived. He Xing made a phone call asking Ji Liangchuan to make arrangents, instructing that Fu Han’s facial wounds should not be examined today. The expert would co to consult when Fu Han had her dressing changed tomorrow morning.
Nan Qing took the opportunity to send Su Cheng away too, telling him to accompany Ji Liangchuan in making the arrangents.
For a mont, only Fu Han and Nan Qing remained in the ward.
They were best friends, who shared everything, but now, as they looked at each other, they suddenly found themselves lost for words.
Fu Han’s gaze fell on the windowsill, where outside a colorful butterfly was dancing gracefully. It was hard to imagine that beneath its enormous wings, the body was so tiny.
Nan Qing, eyes filled with compassion, finally broke the silence, “Fu Han, I… I have sothing I want to tell you.”
“Sure, go ahead.” Fu Han turned her head to look at Nan Qing, a smile still on her face, but because of the bandages wrapped around it, her smile appeared sowhat eerie.
Nan Qing’s eyes brimd with even more compassion. She bit her lip hard, but she still spoke: “Fu Han, I know you’ve forgotten the past, and I know you’re relying on Su Cheng right now, but have you ever thought about what if you regain your mory?”
“What… what do you an?” Fu Han’s brows furrowed deeply, causing a heart-wrenching effect on those who saw it.
A flood of guilt overwheld Nan Qing. She struggled to open her mouth and decided to tell the truth: “Fu Han, you know Su Cheng likes you, but you’ve already broken up with him. If you continue to be so close to him, I’m afraid he will never be able to get over you. What will he do when… when you regain your mory?”
“So, what you’re saying is, I should keep my distance from Su Cheng, right?” Fu Han smiled, her eyes glistening with tears, as if she was harboring a great grievance, but she still spoke slowly: “I understand. I’ll keep my distance from him.”
Nan Qing had finally said what she wanted to say. She felt a sense of relief, but there was also a sense as if sothing was stuck in her heart, unclear and deeply uncomfortable.
…
A five-star hotel under the He Group.
The press conference for Luo Qinghe was being held here. Though it had not started yet, there were already many people waiting outside, including invited journalists, paparazzi who had heard the news, and onlookers who had learned about the event.
After leaving the hospital, He Xing headed back to the office for a shower and a change of clothes. Now dressed in a fitted suit, ticulously buttoned at the collar and cuffs, his royal blue tie gave his handso face a chilly, inviolable air, making him look like a sword ready to be unsheathed.
Liang Tao followed close behind He Xing, his usually playful bronze face now serious. They were checking through a list, making sure there were no oversights.
Luo Qinghe had already arrived at the venue and was whisked away by the stylist brought in by Lin Na. Lin Na insisted that even for a press conference, one must dress up seriously, absolutely no one should say anything bad about Bai Wei’s taste.
He Xing didn’t think much of Lin Na’s assertion, but as long as it didn’t affect the press conference, he didn’t care.
With less than ten minutes before the press conference, the stylist brought Luo Qinghe over. He Xing asked Liang Tao to do one final check of the personnel, then he pulled Luo Qinghe aside and spoke to him in a low voice.
Ten minutes to go, the journalists started to enter, taking their seats.
With three minutes to the start, Luo Qinghe made his entrance, the flashbulbs popping so fiercely that it was blinding.
Luo Qinghe remained composed, sitting down calmly, adjusting the microphone height, and gesturing for silence with a downward press of his hands. Then, in an even tone, he began his speech.
“Ladies and gentlen, I am Luo Qinghe. Regarding the incident that occurred yesterday, I feel it is necessary to give an explanation; I t Bai Wei during a trip to Antarctica last fall, and it was she who invited
to star in the film ‘Yearning for Return’. We confird our relationship on the second day of the lunar new year. Our original plan was to announce our relationship at the ‘Yearning for Return’ celebration banquet.”
A current A-list actress announcing a relationship? Such explosive news set off a flurry of flashbulbs.
A journalist asked, “Mr. Luo, can you tell us about what happened with Qin Xiaonian?”
“Qin Xiaonian, I only learned her na yesterday at the hospital. Before that, I only knew she was Xia Ning’s assistant. Right before the premiere began yesterday, I had my assistant prepare a glass of honey water for . The one who brought it in was Qin Xiaonian. I didn’t think much of it and drank it, but I don’t know what happened after that.”
It was clear that Luo Qinghe was implying there was sothing wrong with that glass of honey water, another bombshell piece of information.
A journalist pressed on, “Mr. Luo, do you have any evidence to prove what you’re saying?”
“I’m still investigating the matter myself, and I will announce any new information as soon as possible. The main reason I’m holding this press conference today is to ask everyone to stop attacking Bai Wei. She is a victim in this matter, thank you.”
Other journalists wanted to ask more questions, but Lin Na stepped forward to speak first: “Ladies and gentlen, Bai Wei was involved in a car accident yesterday and is currently resting in the hospital. Please do not disturb her, and kindly relay this to her fans—she will always be there.”
By the ti Lin Na was speaking, Luo Qinghe had already left with the protection of his bodyguards, and the journalists couldn’t find him.
Lin Na had taken over the job of the host, politely seeing off the journalists with a microphone: “Ladies and gentlen, we have responded to your most pressing questions. Today’s press conference has concluded. Thank you all for taking the ti to attend. Please ensure that our ssage is conveyed in full. We reject any misinterpretation, and reserve the right to take legal action against any malicious misrepresentation.”
Lin Na, with her decade-plus years as a gold dal manager in the entertainnt circle, spoke flawlessly, like a smooth, uncatchable pearl, leaving the journalists without a clear target for their punches.
Knowing they had no other recourse, the journalists’ only option was to publish the interview content. Everybody had similar materials, and now it was a race to see who could post faster. The battle against the clock had begun.
…
The ward of Luo Qinghe.
At that mont, only Li Huazhi and Luo Qiluo were in the ward. Over an hour ago, Luo Qinghe had been taken away, and Li Qingjiang had left right after him upon receiving a call from the company.
An hour had passed; Li Huazhi remained sitting on the sofa, watching his computer screen intently and occasionally typing sothing.
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