Chapter 114: Blocked at the Door

Li Wenyuan knew that he was no match for He Tingchen, so he didn't say much to He Tingchen.

Li Wenyuan called Lin Rushang directly, but no cell phone rang in the entire ward.

Jiang Yuyan suddenly spoke at this time: "Mr. He, I suddenly need to go to the bathroom, can I borrow it?"

"random."

He Tingchen didn't try to stop them, but he also understood what Li Wenyuan and Jiang Yuyan were thinking.

Jiang Yuyan walked past He Tingchen, and the moment they passed each other, she felt a chill on her back.

She couldn't help but shudder.

He Tingchen, this man, has such a strong aura.

Lin Rushuang really didn't know how to live or die. Would a man like He Tingchen be interested in a second-married woman like her? It was just for fun.

She walked to the bathroom, looked around, then came out and shook her head at Li Wenyuan.

Li Wenyuan couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, there was another rapid knock on the door, and Jiang Yuyan subconsciously turned her head.

"A Yuan, it must be the reporters downstairs who broke in."

Li Wenyuan frowned. The hospital was full of reporters, and even if he tried to hide, he couldn't escape for a while.

"Open the door first."

Without Lin Rushuang around, it would be useless even if these people really wanted to cause trouble.

Jiang Yuyan walked forward and opened the door of the ward. Suddenly, reporters outside rushed in, picked up their cameras and started filming Li Wenyuan, He Tingchen and the others frantically.

"Boss Li, can I ask what you think about the matter between Boss He and your wife?"

"Did your wife really not come home last night?"

"Didn't Mrs. Li go back, and you didn't go look for her?"

"Mr. Li, are you aware of the fact that the young mistress of the Li family did not return home all night? What do you think about the scandal between the two of them?"

Even though Li Wenyuan had anticipated this situation, his face still darkened and the veins on his forehead bulged when the reporters asked.

Without saying a word.

He Tingchen looked like he was just there for fun, with a burning cigarette butt in his hand, and raised his eyebrows lazily.

"Why, now that you journalists have nothing better to do than to dig into other people's private affairs, do you think it's fun?"

As soon as the reporters saw He Tingchen, they looked at each other. It was obvious that everyone was a little afraid.

He Tingchen is a terrifying existence. He just has the ability to make people around him take a second look at him. That creepy feeling is impossible to suppress.

Several reporters are already backing off.

After all, offending He Tingchen is no small matter.

But there were still some people who were not afraid of death and spoke in the crowd at this time.

"If there's nothing wrong between Mr. He and the young mistress of the Li family, why is Mr. Li here? Isn't he also suspicious of something?"

"Yeah, the photos have already been taken, how could it be fabricated?"

He Tingchen's arrogance, which had just been suppressed, suddenly rose again.

The reporters picked up their microphones and pointed them at Li Wenyuan and He Tingchen.

"Mr. He, could you please explain whether you were really with Mr. Li's wife last night? What is the relationship between you two?"

"Is it true, as the rumors say, that you and the young lady of the Li family have developed feelings for each other?"

"Is the Li family's young mistress planning to divorce Mr. Li and be with Mr. He?"

"What does Mr. Li think about this matter?"

"Boss He, Boss Li, could you please give us an explanation on this?"

Li Wenyuan took a deep breath, sorted out his thoughts, and then spoke seriously to the reporters.

"Regarding the rumors about my wife and Mr. He, everyone may have misunderstood. I believe everyone is aware that our company has recently cooperated with LS."

"Besides, my wife is the person in charge of the Oasis project. Since I don't have much time, it shouldn't be a big deal for her to discuss this work matter with Mr. He."

The reporters continued to ask questions with the microphones in their hands.

"If you're just talking about work, why choose a bar, and in the middle of the night?"

Upon hearing this, Li Wenyuan just smiled faintly.

"My wife does have work dealings with Mr. He, but as for the bar you mentioned, the photo above only shows a back view. What if she is Mr. He's confidante?"

On his way here, he looked at the photos over and over again and found that most of them were side views or back views.

In other words, Lin Rushang's face was not captured at all.

Who is He Tingchen hanging out with outside, and who knows?

The reporters were suddenly speechless after hearing what Lin Rushuang said.

The above photo cannot prove that it is Lin Rushuang. Although He Tingchen's face is clearly photographed, the woman's face is not captured.

Unfortunately, even if they saw that it was Lin Rushuang, they could not prove that it was Lin Rushuang by taking pictures, and there was no way to forcibly identify that the two people who appeared in the bar with He Tingchen at night were them.

The reporters looked at each other, racking their brains to think of how to respond to Li Wenyuan's words.

He Tingchen put out the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, stood up from the chair with his tall figure, walked to the front of the reporters, and glanced at them coldly with his sinister and sharp black eyes.

"I can see you reporters are very interested in my private life. Next time I kiss my confidante, should I let you know in advance so you can get the right angle to take the picture?"

"Or, since none of you have much to report lately, how about raising the unemployment rate? Maybe you can find something to do."

What's more, He Tingchen is always rude when speaking, no matter who you are.

He doesn't have the time to explain to anyone here.

It seemed like just a casual retort, but those who knew He Tingchen's character knew that this was his warning to everyone.

The reporters didn't dare to say anything and could only leave in shame.

Li Wenyuan narrowed his eyes, feeling more and more uncomfortable. Was it possible that his explanations to these reporters for so long were not as effective as He Tingchen's few threats?

He Tingchen put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked past Li Wenyuan with a casual step, glancing at him with contempt.

"Li Wenyuan, how could you make up such a lie without any expression on your face?"

He actually called her a confidante.

Li Wenyuan clenched his fists tightly and spoke to He Tingchen's back.

"Can't you just stay away from her?"

He Tingchen paused after hearing this and asked back.

"Then can you stay away from Jiang Yuyan?"

Those few short words were like a handful of cotton stuffed into Li Wenyuan's mouth. He felt his throat was blocked and opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

Lin Rushuang followed Zhao Xiande out through the back door. Although the back door was surrounded by reporters at this time, fortunately, those people were all waiting for He Tingchen to come out.

She lowered her head and successfully escaped from the sight of the reporters with Zhao Xiande.

After arriving at a safe place, Lin Rushang was about to take off her nurse uniform, thank Zhao Xiande and leave.

"Dr. Zhao, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to get out so easily this time."

Zhao Xiande raised his hand: "Don't be so polite to me, I'm just doing this for Tingchen's sake. He asked me to take you to a safe place first and come find us later."