Chapter 158 Yu Nanchen, You Are Shameless

Yu Nanchen hummed lightly, somewhat reluctantly sitting aside.

How well behaved he is in that state.

Yan Luo glanced at him quietly, feeling extremely distressed.

She quickly turned her head and looked out the window to distract herself.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the Imperial Capital Convention Center.

Yu Nanchen and Yan Luo appeared hand in hand, and the audience was filled with reporters and media.

Yu Nanchen recounted the entire story of the cruise ship explosion.

Finally, he said, "As for who is the mastermind behind the cruise ship incident, everyone is very concerned about it. Now I can tell you with certainty that it is Xu Xiaorou, the wife of the current chairman of the Yu Group. We have collected evidence such as the transactions and audio of Xu Xiaorou's phone calls with the murderer, and I will hand it over to the judicial authorities later. The purpose of our press conference today is to give the public the truth. After all, the social nature of this incident has a terrible impact. Such people should be severely punished by law and should not be shielded."

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone was shocked, asking many questions about the incident.

"I want to ask, is Xu Xiaorou doing this to pave the way for her son?"

"There are rumors that you and your half brother have a bad relationship. Is that true?"

"If Xu Xiaorou did this, could her son also be involved?"

"How can such a ruthless person lead a multinational enterprise like the Yu Group?"

"Will your father help Xu Xiaorou?"

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Yu Nanchen selected a few questions to answer and finally expressed his attitude, hoping that everyone would continue to pay attention to this matter until the person behind the scenes received the punishment they deserved.

All major media outlets posted this incident online at the first opportunity, and it quickly spread and caused an uproar.

When Yu Xiaofeng saw the press conference, he was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

He had promised not to send Xu Xiaorou to the police station, and he didn't expect Yu Nanchen to go back on his word.

What was even more unexpected was that he actually held a press conference and made the matter public, which was intended to severely cut off his chance of protecting Xu Xiaorou.

If he helped Xu Xiaorou escape legal sanctions, he would be blamed and criticized by the public.

Some say he is unworthy of being a father, cannot distinguish right from wrong, or is an accomplice to evil and has no humanity.

Yu Xiaofeng paced in the living room, and finally, in anger, he grabbed the teapot on the tea table and smashed it at the TV.

With a bang, the TV screen shattered into pieces.

Old Master Yu glared at him coldly, put the teacup heavily on the tea table, and said with anger, "Do you think I'm dead?"

The old lady quickly patted his chest and comforted him, "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Yu Xiaofeng picked up his suit and was about to leave. His father rebuked him, "That's your son! That vicious woman wanted to kill your son! And you still want to protect her! If it happens once, it will happen again!"

It is undeniable that Xu Xiaorou is very ambitious, but after all, she is his wife, the one who will accompany him until old age, how could he not care about her.

Yu Xiaofeng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling very bad.

Yu Beihan frowned, "Grandpa and grandma, maybe mom is innocent."

The old man sneered, "Beihan, don't you feel guilty for saying this? Nanchen and Xiaoluo wouldn't have held a press conference if they didn't have sufficient evidence. People have to bear the consequences of their mistakes! Beihan, I hope you have nothing to do with this."

Yu Beihan looked at the old man and said solemnly, "Grandpa, this matter has nothing to do with me."

"I hope so." The old man said, "Nanchen knows what you do in private, so don't do those little tricks in the future."

Yu Beihan lowered his eyes, "I understand, Grandpa."

Yu Xiaofeng looked at his grandfather and said, "Dad, Xiaorou is my wife, I will not ignore her." Then he walked away.

Yu Beihan nodded and left.

The old lady sighed repeatedly, "Don't get angry, it will only harm your health. Xu Xiaorou deserves it, Nanchen did the right thing, she should be punished accordingly."

The old man coughed a few times and said, "Until I die, I will never see this vicious woman again!"

"Well, let's not watch it." The old lady suddenly remembered something and picked up her phone to call Yu Nanchen.

At this moment, Yu Nanchen was on his way to the police station.

He picked up, "Grandma."

"Nanchen, your father and Beihan have gone to the police station. They are probably trying to stop you. Xu Xiaorou is such a vicious woman. Send her in and don't let her out again."

Yu Nanchen nodded lightly, "I understand, grandma, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Yan Luo and said, "My dad went to the police station. He probably wants to get bail."

Yan Luo raised his eyebrows, "He is dreaming, let him hire a good lawyer."

Yu Nanchen smiled and nodded.

As he approached the police station, Maybach was stopped by a black Bentley.

Yu Xiaofeng got out of the car angrily, and Yu Beihan followed closely behind.

He banged on the car window, "Where's Xiaorou?"

The car window rolled down, and Yu Xiaofeng met a pair of eyes as cold as a frozen pond.

Yu Nanchen's voice was cold, "What do you want to do?"

"Take her away."

"Sheltering a criminal is punishable by punishment."

Yu Xiaofeng's chest was filled with anger, "She is my woman!"

Yu Nanchen sneered, then his smile faded, his voice as cold as a block of ice, "He wants to kill me and my woman! Why should I let her go?"

Yu Xiaofeng knew that a hard approach would not work, so he tried to play the emotional card, "For dad's sake, forgive her this time. I will keep her under control in the future and won't let her mess around again."

A sneer escaped from Yu Nanchen's lips, "You are dreaming."

Yu Xiaofeng wanted to reach out and grab Yu Nanchen by the collar, but Yan Luo was quick-witted and rushed over and pressed the window up button.

The man's hands were clamped directly on the car window, and he let out bursts of wailing.

At the same time, Yu Nanchen also let out a muffled groan.

Yan Luo glanced sideways, "Why, are you and him related?"

"Luoluo, your hand."

Yan Luo looked down and saw that her other hand was pressing on something.

She was about to take it back, but Yu Nanchen held her hand down and said, "Don't move, it feels good."

Yan Luo's face flushed. She wanted to pull her hand back, but the man refused. As they pulled, she felt something in her palm change.

"Yu Nanchen, you are shameless!"

Because she was half lying on the man's legs, their posture was somewhat ambiguous.

Yu Nanchen whispered against her blushing cheek, his bass voice enchanting her eardrums, "Your little husband misses you so much."

"You're full of swear words. I'm being cold to you..."

Yu Nanchen's thin lips touched her ear ridge, "Well, I know you are in a cold war with me, don't remind me all the time. But I don't want to have a cold war with you, baby, I want to have a hot war with you."

There was only a layer of fabric between his palms, but Yan Luo could easily feel the heat.

She suddenly remembered that one night, Yu Nanchen asked her to sing for him.

She improvised a little, "I have a magic wand, it can make things bigger, smaller and prettier..."

After she finished singing, Yu Nanchen's eyes changed when he looked at her, and there was something sexy about that night.

Yan Luo poked his thin waist with his other hand. The man's eyes turned red and he was on the verge of losing control.

"It hurts so much, roll down the window..." Yu Xiaofeng wailed in pain.

"Brother, please roll down the car window first, Dad's hand is caught..."

The voices of the two broke the ambiguous atmosphere.

Yu Nanchen withdrew his hand, and Yan Luo quickly stood up and sat up straight. She pursed her lips and clenched her palms, but the burning sensation in her palms did not diminish at all.

Yu Nanchen glanced at the trembling hand near the car window, with the fingertips turning red.

The charming look in his eyes faded away, and a layer of frost condensed again in his eyes. He pressed the down button, and Yu Xiaofeng's hand quickly retracted.

Just as Yu Xiaofeng was about to say something, someone pulled him hard. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.