"Brother Xiong, wait a minute." When the bald man was about to walk out of the iron gate, someone called him, quickly ran to his side, and handed him a mobile phone that was playing the Mo City News.

Inside, a reporter stood at Zhenghong's door, announcing that Zhenghong would be holding a press conference at three o'clock. It seemed that Zhenghong's newest president would make his first appearance to reveal the identity of his mysterious wife to the audience. Rumors circulated that the two were planning to get married soon...

The man in the long gown came over and patiently consoled him again, "Brother Xiong, please calm down and take a look to see if the news reports are true. If they are, how many bodyguards are there now? If you go, you might be caught in a trap and never come back."

After thinking for a moment, the bald man lowered his eyes and nodded silently.

No one is not afraid of death, and the bald man is no exception. When there is really no hope, he will not give his head away in vain. He will also protect himself and wait for the right opportunity to take action.

Zhenghong Building.

At this moment, there were people and cars coming and going outside. A large number of reporters carrying large cameras and holding microphones excitedly rushed into the Zhenghong venue, while there were still endless vehicles on the main road, entering the Zhenghong Building's secondary lane one after another.

You have to know that at this time, whoever can grab the headlines will become popular.

"Sister Yan, what are they doing? Why are there so many people?" An An, who was standing by the window of the president's office on the top floor, blinked curiously and looked at the crowded scene downstairs.

Yan Mo looked at An An with a complicated expression, squatted down, and touched the little guy's head:

"Your father is going to hold a press conference."

"Is Sister Yan going to participate too?" An An asked excitedly, looking at Yan Mo, who was obviously dressed up carefully, unlike usual.

"Yeah." Yan Mo hugged An An tightly, and an inexplicable sense of guilt spread in her heart. She secretly swore in her heart that she would treat the little guy as her own child.

Seeing this, Ning Xin beside her also walked over and was also surprised by the scene below. Zhenghong would hold a new product launch conference every once in a while, but none of them was like the scene today. Almost all the reporters in the entire Mo City came.

She had also heard the rumor, and seeing how her cousin's wife behaved, she thought it was probably true. She looked at An An worriedly. Although the little guy was not his brother's biological son, he was raised by them. What would he think when he knew that his father would marry another woman?

But it would be unfair to my cousin's wife if she didn't even have a chance to clear her name just because of the little guy.

"Mo Mo." Ning Xin wanted to say something, but Yan Mo raised his hand to stop her. He said softly to An An in front of him, "An An, my sister and my aunt have something to say. Can you just stay here and watch for a while?"

An An nodded obediently:

"Okay, sisters, go ahead. An An will be waiting for you here."

"An An, you're so good." Yan Mo scratched An An's nose, stood up, pushed open the door to the inner room lounge, and walked in with Ning Xin.

After making sure the little guy didn't follow, Yan Mo closed the door, thought for a moment, and said to Ning Xin:

"Xin'er, can you help me look after An'an later?" After a pause, Yan Mo continued, "He still doesn't know about his father and Xiao Lin's relationship. I'm afraid he won't be able to get over it."

"Are you sure it's public?" Ning Xin asked.

Ning Xin felt surprised and not surprised that her cousin was so eager to announce his wife to the world. She guessed that it must be because of the incident with the Third Young Master Shu. She guessed that her wife would have to have someone protecting her in the future.

Ning Xin began to worry about herself again. Her cousin didn't say he forgave her, and he still didn't forgive her. It seemed that she would have to stay closer to her cousin's wife in the future.

"Well, your cousin made the sudden decision yesterday." Yan Mo replied.

She didn't know why Si Ze suddenly decided to announce her identity so quickly. When he told her yesterday, she thought it was only to be announced within Zhenghong. Now seeing so many reporters, she felt that he was ready to announce it to the whole world, which made her feel very pressured.

Seeing that Yan Mo's brows were still furrowed, Ning Xin patted Yan Mo's shoulder and comforted him:

"Momo, you don't have to worry too much. I will take good care of An'an. Besides, An'an will understand the truth when she grows up."

"Thank you." Yan Mo forced the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Then, Ning Xin joked with Yan Mo, asking her how she felt about becoming the first lady of Mo City and whether she was happy.

To be honest, like Ning Xin said, other women might be ecstatic at this time, but besides being nervous, she was only worried. She was worried whether Si Ze would be the next Tang Jie...

That means the more glorious it is now, the more miserable it will be in the future.

Ning Xin disagrees:

"Cousin, if you ask me, this is called pre-marital phobia. Why think so much? Just enjoy your life now. No one can guarantee the future."

"From what I know about my brother, he's definitely the type to put his wife first and everything else second. Just look at my uncle and you'll understand. Besides, life is only so short, and it's better to be famous for a while than to be unknown for the rest of your life."

"Maybe I'm really overthinking it!" Yan Mo chuckled and shook his head:

"Let's go! Let's go out! An An is still waiting outside."

An An, who was standing at the door, quickly returned to her original position. Her dull face regained its innocent look. When she saw Yan Mo and the others leave, she ran over:

"Sister Yan, my aunt."

Yan Mo hugged the little guy and patted his head lovingly:

"An An, are you good?"

"Of course." An An looked proud and as if asking for praise.

Time passed, and the clock on the wall showed it was already a quarter past three. The people in the office were pushed open, and Xun Jiage walked in and shouted:

"Yan Mo, Boss Si wants you to go down."

"An An, I want to go too." An An grabbed Yan Mo's sleeve and looked at her pitifully.

Ning Xin stepped forward, took An An from Yan Mo's hands, held her in her arms, and coaxed her:

"An An, can you stay here with your aunt?"

An An hesitated. He really wanted to go downstairs with Sister Yan to see his father.

Seeing this, Xun Jiage took out a racing car from somewhere, waved it in front of An An, and coaxed:

"Sister Yan is busy looking for brother. Can you stay and play with An An?"

"It's uncle." An An corrected: "You are uncle."

The smile on Xun Jiage's face froze. Brat, he wouldn't have come up if Boss Si hadn't called him up.

Ning Xin suppressed her laughter, looking at Xun Jiage with a glint in her eyes, and asked An An curiously, "Why uncle?"

"Of course it's because he's old!" An An answered without hesitation. Then, after staring at Xun Jiage's face for a long while, she added, "He looks even older recently. He looks older than Dad."

His fists were clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound. Xun Jiage took a deep breath and resisted the urge to hit the brat.

The father exploits and the son mocks. Are all the people in this family devils?

Seeing that the little guy's attention had been successfully diverted, Yan Mo pushed him out quietly and silently and came to the meeting room on the first floor. At this moment, there was no one outside. Fearing that she would attract too much attention, she did not choose to go through the main door, but went through the small side door in the backstage.

As soon as she opened the door, a very dazzling spotlight hit her.