Chapter 92: Disbelief

Shi Yin looked at him.

She didn't answer.

She poured a bowl of hot lotus root and pork rib soup and placed it in front of him, saying, "Eat."

Han Zhan: “…”

He knew she didn't believe it.

Ask anyone in the industry about this and no one would believe it. After all, Mr. Han's reputation is there. Eight out of ten entertainment headlines describe him as a playboy, with a variety of women around him.

Shi Yin got up and went to the bathroom.

Watching her walk away, Han Zhan gloomily drank two mouthfuls of the soup she scooped for him. He then saved the hair-tying tutorial video on his phone and called his private lawyer: "Collect evidence and sue all the media outlets that have spread rumors about me."

The other party was stunned.

He was obviously wondering if it was Han Zhan on the other end of the phone.

"There are too many, and it would be troublesome to sue them all."

"Then sue them one by one!"

“It will also consume a lot of money and time.”

"Money is not a problem. You and the team at the firm should focus on this matter in the near future," said Han Zhan.

After hearing this, Lawyer Xiao was certain that the person on the other end wasn't someone else impersonating Mr. Han through AI, but Han Er himself. But something was amiss. Mr. Han used to be dismissive of these rumors, never mind what others wrote or thought.

Why do you suddenly care about rumors?

We also need to sue these media outlets.

Mr. Han has been studying abroad for nearly ten years since he returned at the age of 18. Now he is 27. The amount of news reports about him in newspapers is probably enough to crash a computer.

It's been such a long time.

There is so much content.

Mr. Han didn't find it tiring to sue each and every one of them; he felt bad for Mr. Han's loss of money. Could it be that Mr. Han had signed a labor contract with the Shine Group and served as the president of Shine's Beijing branch, and that he had a career ambition to climb the career ladder, so he wanted to restore his reputation and image?

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Two days later.

Buckingham Palace Wedding Hotel.

During the Song Dynasty, the two families were married, and because the wedding was simple, not many guests were invited. Shi Qinghe, wearing an embroidered hefu and sitting in a wheelchair, greeted the guests at the door with a beaming smile.

She glanced inside.

Song Sinian, who was called away by his friends, has not returned yet.

"Where did he go?" Shi Qinghe asked.

"The master didn't say that." The little nanny at the back answered.

"Push me in."

"OK."

After walking through several corridors and searching for a long time, Shi Qinghe finally saw Song Sinian. He and his group of friends were sitting in the seats on the south side, chatting and drinking.

This group of people are all familiar faces.

They had made a bet, saying there was a woman with a particularly bad reputation in the industry, who was judged by a fortune teller to be a jinx with an unlucky fate. They told Song Sinian to pursue her and see how long he could catch her.

Shi Qinghe was at this party.

They even asked her with a smile: "Miss, Shi Yin is your biological sister. Do you think Si Nian has the ability to abduct her?"

She said no.

Shi Yin was dull and taciturn, silent and taciturn. She rarely spoke to outsiders, not even her own family. She spent her days either sketching in her small room or sleeping under the shade of a tree.

This undoubtedly stimulated Song Sinian's desire for challenge.

He accepted the bet.

He stayed around Shi Yin every day, never getting tired of trying to make her happy and chasing after her.

Everyone was watching this gambling game for fun. They were laughing so happily at the time. Later, when the elders of the Song and Shi families discussed the marriage and Song Sinian really chose Shi Yin as his future fiancée, Shi Qinghe's face became so ugly.

She knew it at that moment.

Song Sinian got himself into trouble.

He originally wanted to play a trick on Shi Yin for gambling, but as he was playing, he fell in love with Shi Yin.

Last winter, it was snowing heavily, and she had used the sympathy card of "disabled legs" to keep Song Sinian in bed. Before the tenderness was over, he received a call from Shi Yin, who said she was on her way to his apartment and had bought him his favorite seafood porridge.

He stood up immediately.

dressing.

No matter how hard she tried to stop him, she couldn't. In a moment, she was alone in the empty room. The ambiguity in the air hadn't even faded when he left.

A phone call.

So I hooked him away.

She even received a message from him in the early morning. He said, "Qinghe, this isn't right for us! I love Yinyin, and I want to marry her. From today on, we'll keep our proper distance. I'll do my best to make up for what I owe you."

She didn't want compensation.

It's him.

It is Mrs. Song’s position and glory.

Shi Qinghe did not sleep all night. The next day, she learned that Song Sinian and his group of friends were having dinner at the 168 Club. She used some tricks to lure Shi Yin over and let her hear the original bet.

She is very sad.

He couldn't even stand still when he walked out of the club.

She stumbled along a deserted street corner in the snow and fell heavily, unable to get up. Shi Qinghe was watching from upstairs, observing her struggling.

"Si Nian, if you don't go to the door to greet the guests, Miss Shi will be angry."

"The Shi family is almost bankrupt. What kind of young lady is she?"

"true and false?"

"Are Shi Tianhong and Cheng Lan really being investigated by the procuratorate?"

"No wonder neither of them came to my daughter's wedding today. I thought they felt it was shameful that Miss Shi stole their own sister's man, so they deliberately didn't come."

Shi Qinghe was in the backlight.

These words made her eyes darken, and what made her even more angry was Song Sinian sitting there and not defending her at all. They had obtained their marriage certificate and were having their wedding today. After all, they were husband and wife, yet he was so cold and heartless.

"Did no one from the Shi family come this time?"

"After all, it's a marriage between two families, so we should send someone to be Shi Qinghe's in-laws."

"I guess they are not willing to come. They feel embarrassed."

"Shi Yin is here."

As soon as he said this, Shi Qinghe clearly saw Song Sinian's hand holding the wine glass pause, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he also said the first sentence: "Yinyin is here? Where is she?"

"She came as a member of the bride's family. Just three or five minutes ago, she brought a gift, and I saw the hotel manager lead her to the registration office. She should be seated by now."

Hearing this.

Song Sinian stood up suddenly.

Leaving the south side, he strode towards the seats in the central hall.

Staring at his impatient back, Shi Qinghe's cold eyes grew colder and colder. She gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, her nails digging into the rubber, but she didn't feel any pain.

"Is the matter done?" Shi Qinghe asked the people behind him.

"Done, done." The young nanny lowered her head and signed the employment contract for Shi Qinghe and Song Sinian. She had also suffered a lot and could only blame herself for her bad luck. "Madam, as you instructed, I have bribed several waiters in the hotel. When Mr. Song goes on stage to give his speech, the glass of wine will be served to Mr. Song."