Chapter 174 Banquet Music 9999999
At this moment, all the doubts in my heart were resolved.
From that fake staff member onwards, it was all a carefully orchestrated scheme by Yan Shu!
The reporters' questioning became increasingly intense, even escalating into physical pushing and shoving.
Qu He staggered, her heels already touching the edge of the fountain in the center of the hotel lobby.
Several young girls who recognized Qu He tried to squeeze in to speak up for her, and some even took out their phones to call the police.
But they were quickly pushed away by the male reporters, and some were even pushed to the ground.
Despite the commotion on the first floor, the hotel security guards and the event organizers have yet to appear.
Qu He sneered, thinking that no one would come to her rescue today.
She can only save herself.
She glanced quickly at the fountain in the pool behind her.
The pool water wasn't deep, only about knee-deep.
A crystal chandelier hangs in the center above; you should be able to reach it if you stand on tiptoe.
If she "accidentally" falls in and then "coincidentally" knocks down the crystal chandelier, the hotel will definitely not stand idly by!
The water wasn't deep, and she had just changed into long pants, so she shouldn't be too embarrassed.
Qu He took a silent breath and looked at the wolf-like person in front of her.
She stopped backing away, slightly bent her knees, and just as she was thinking about what posture would be more natural for her to jump in, the lobby suddenly fell silent.
Then, several deep, rough voices pierced through the crowd and came over.
"Get out of the way!"
A group of bodyguards dressed in matching black suits quickly took control of the group of reporters.
The movements were clean and efficient, and the chaotic scene was brought under control in an instant.
The crowd was separated into a single path.
Zhuang Bieyan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were surging with barely suppressed anger.
He strode forward to Qu He, ignoring all the cameras and stares around him.
He immediately checked Qu He from head to toe, and after confirming that she was not injured, he shielded her behind him.
Zhuang Bieyan raised his eyes and looked towards the second-floor corridor.
Yan Shu's smug smile was still on her lips when she met his gaze. Her face paled, and she subconsciously took a half step back, disappearing into the shadows.
Zhuang Bieyan's gaze did not linger; instead, it turned to the group of reporters restrained by bodyguards in front of him.
The air seemed to freeze wherever they looked, and the powerful sense of oppression made even the arrogant reporters from before dare not raise their heads.
Everyone is aware of Zhuang Bieyan's methods.
Qu He felt a surge of anger as she watched them grovel like quails.
She stepped out from behind Zhuang Bieyan and walked up to the male reporter in the lead, her gaze cold.
"A journalist's microphone is meant to help the voiceless and vulnerable to speak out, to pursue the truth and justice! Not to be abused like this by you, becoming a weapon to bully others and spread rumors!"
She snatched the recorder and camera from the male reporter's hand.
He glanced at the footage inside and let out a cold laugh.
The male reporter's face turned deathly pale instantly. He didn't dare to look up and begged incoherently, "I'm sorry! Ms. Qu He! I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang! We were wrong! Please have mercy, we won't do it again."
Qu He listened to his insincere apology, feeling utterly sarcastic, and coldly retorted, "Now you know how to apologize? Where did that 'I'm going to drive you crazy' attitude go?"
At this moment, Zhuang Bieyan stepped forward and took the recording pen from Qu He's hand.
He pressed play.
"Qu He, are you a mistress?"
"Qu He, did you go to such lengths to marry Zhuang Bieyan for money?"
Those malicious and insulting questions from earlier have been broadcast verbatim.
Zhuang Bieyan's face darkened inch by inch, and the group of reporters lowered their heads even further, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
He turned off the recorder and looked at the group of reporters. "Didn't you want to conduct an interview? Now, I'm giving you that opportunity."
Those reporters never dreamed that one day they would be forced to conduct such an interview.
They frantically set up the equipment again, and the reporter who had been called on to ask a question was shaking as he held the microphone.
Zhuang Bieyan glanced coldly at his hand, his voice growing even deeper: "What use is a reporter if they can't even hold a microphone properly?"
The reporter jolted awake, gripping the microphone tightly with both hands, forcing himself to calm down.
"Ask away," Zhuang Bieyan ordered.
The reporter stammered as he repeated the prepared question: "Mr. Zhuang, there are rumors online that you and Ms. Qu He are preparing for a divorce. Is this true?"
"Fake."
Zhuang Bieyan's gaze fell on the camera, as if he could penetrate the screen and look directly at all the rumor-mongers.
"The legal department of the Zhuang Group has initiated relevant legal procedures and will pursue all individuals and media outlets that fabricate and spread false information to the end. The internet is not a lawless zone, and no one will be let off the hook."
The reporter who asked the question had cold sweat soaking his back, but dared not raise his hand to wipe it, and quickly threw out the next question: "Then...then may I ask Mr. Zhuang, what is your response to those rumors circulating online about your marriage with Ms. Qu He?"
Zhuang Bieyan turned his gaze to Qu He, who was being protected by bodyguards, and his eyes softened instantly: "My wife, Qu He, is my first love and the only love of my life."
“I failed to protect her and let her suffer these rumors time and time again. This is my incompetence as a husband.”
He paused slightly, looking into Qu He's eyes, "Ahe, I'm sorry."
His gaze was fixed on Qu He's tearful eyes. "Ahe, these past few days you've been asking me why I care so much about the online jokes about my age."
His voice grew softer and softer, filled with a fragile honesty, “I’m three years older than you. If nothing unexpected happens, I will leave this world before you. I’m afraid, afraid that one day when I’m gone, no one will protect you like I do, and you will suffer like you are today.”
He tried his best to suppress his surging emotions, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly.
Qu He's tears instantly burst forth, streaming down her face.
My throat felt blocked, and I was so choked up that I couldn't say a word.
Several girls watching nearby couldn't hold back any longer. They covered their mouths, their eyes brimming with tears, deeply moved by Zhuang Bieyan's profound love.
"Ahe, I love you more than anything in this world." Zhuang Bieyan's voice was firm and affectionate, with an almost sacrificial sincerity.
"Everything I have is shared with you: my connections, my resources, my wealth and status. They all belong to you as long as you need them. You can climb over everything I have to get ahead, including me."
At this moment, Zhuang Yushu, who was admired by countless people, personally stripped away all his halo and armor.
He revealed his innermost tenderness, fear, and love to Qu He and to everyone else without reservation.
This candid vulnerability is more moving than any forceful approach.
It turns out that Zhuang Bieyan is not omnipotent; he is just an ordinary man who is afraid, apprehensive, and feels humble because of love.
Bystanders posted the video online.
The hashtags #ZhuangBieyanConfessesToYouInPublicly# and #ZhuangBieyanEverythingIHaveBelongsToYou# instantly went viral online.
@YanquDidYouGiveOutSweetnessToday: [I'm crying so hard! How can there be such a devoted and humble man as President Zhuang? He revealed all his vulnerabilities and true feelings!]
@NoMilkTeaToday: [Turns out, every time we teased President Zhuang about being an old man, he was secretly worried he'd die before Qu He, afraid no one would protect her. His statement, 'I'm three years older than you, I'll go before you,' was incredibly hurtful!]
@SaltedPotatoWithPepper: "You don't need to know the gaps in this society; as long as I'm here, I'll protect you! What an incredible love confession! Mr. Zhuang, let's write CEO romance novels based on your style!"
@宴曲9999999: [The Yanqu CP is the coolest! I've swallowed the key, you guys are locked up forever! 999999999!]
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