Press Conference
Mu Qingyan closed her eyes, leaned forward slightly and rested her chin on Kinsley's shoulder, quietly counting the heartbeats coming from the other's chest, which were much faster than her own, separated by a layer of skin.
After leaning against each other for a while, she moved forward slightly, seemingly unintentionally.
"hiss--"
There was a slightly rapid inhalation sound in my ears, and the hands clasped around my waist also increased their strength.
The burning sensation at the base of my legs...
She just saw that the boy—oh no, he was 21 years old...
She just saw the man's dilemma and wanted to add fuel to the fire. It seemed that the wine just now also played a big role. Now, she was really looking forward to how Kinsley was going to end it.
"The bedroom is on the second floor, hold me..."
Mu Qingyan leaned close to the man's ear and whispered something.
Kinsley took several deep breaths before speaking, as if regaining his vocal cords:
"Sister...sister...this is my first time coming to your house...it's not good...it's not good to do this..."
——He is still an obedient and good child!
"So, are you going to reject me?"
"I...I'm not...not me..."
"Oh…"
Mu Qingyan couldn't help but give up because of his hesitant look.
She shook her head, then calmly stood up and sat back on the sofa, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
The celebrity in front of her looked a little flustered. After standing up, he kept his back to her. His hands and feet seemed to have just grown out, and he didn't know how to gesture:
"Um... Sister, you should have a good rest... I... I'll come to see you another day!"
After saying that, without waiting for her to answer, he rushed towards the door and almost tripped over the threshold on his way out.
Mu Qingyan immediately fell on the sofa laughing.
It is said that "laughter" is an extremely effective way to relax, but why did she feel that these 16 seconds had used up most of her energy?
She pressed her sore cheek and stood up to clear the cups and plates.
Coincidentally, there was a knock on the door.
No outsiders would come to this house, so Mu Qingyan did not install outdoor surveillance or doorbells. So at the moment, he just thought that someone had left and returned, so he opened the door with some helplessness.
"Why did you leave something here—"
…
Mu Qingyan leaned against the wine cabinet and poured herself another glass of wine before she forced herself to look at the man who was strolling leisurely in the living room.
"Mr. Yan, why are you here?"
"Good question. I think if my good fiancée hadn't shown up for many days and was finally photographed at another man's house, I might not have had the chance to come here."
Yan Chi leaned forward, resting his hands on the armrest of the sofa and looking at her.
"What a nice house! It seems not only York, but also Mr. Chu is willing to spend a fortune on you!"
The sarcastic attitude was obvious, and seemed to carry a bit of subtle anger.
This scene instantly made Mu Qingyan's thoughts drift back to a few hours ago, when she was in that magnificent house listening to questions raised by a big star.
However, it must be said that the top star's face is indeed more handsome, and some of his expressions are more vivid, which makes her unable to help but take a few more glances.
Unlike now, she had no interest in bickering with the person in front of her, and naturally did not want to guess his purpose for coming here:
"Okay, fine, you saw it, so can you leave now?"
"Mu Qingyan you!!!"
Yan Chi has never been a calm and self-controlled person, so this impatient look naturally irritated him.
"You wrote a letter of resignation for no reason, disappeared for so many days, and just now, you brought another man home, and—"
He pointed to the wine glass on the table.
"And you're drinking with him! Do you even take me seriously?!"
Mu Qingyan pressed his throbbing forehead:
"No."
“…”
What he wanted to say was choked back without hesitation, and Yan Chi's expression suddenly became a little ugly.
The two of them faced each other like this for a long time before he seemed to give up. He lowered his head in frustration and muttered:
"Mu Qingyan...what's wrong with you? You are my Yan Chi's fiancée, you shouldn't...shouldn't..."
Mu Qingyan was a little impatient at his hesitation:
"What do you want to say?"
"Those photos...they...those people clearly said...shouldn't you like me very much..."
--Um?
Now Mu Qingyan finally realized something was wrong.
Her attention returned, and her observation skills quickly began to work. She slowly glanced at the young master who was always self-righteous a few steps away, and her mind slowly listed countless data:
A shirt he hadn't changed in two days, three-millimeter dark circles under his eyes, a skin tone that was 7.5 percent paler, and hair that had drooped 12.3 degrees...
All the facts that had just been ignored were now in full view. Adding to that everything that had happened in the past few days and what Yan Chi had just said, everything pointed to a ridiculous conclusion.
"Yan Chi, you look so lovestruck. Did you really believe what those marketing accounts said about me having a crush on you for years?"
Yan Chi's gaze flickered as he looked at him, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
Mu Qingyan rolled her eyes somewhat rudely, put down her wine glass, walked up and patted the man on the shoulder.
"I said you—"
"Qingyan!" Yan Chi suddenly grabbed her hand, his tone a little impatient, "I... Wan Ning and I... we..."
"Ms. Ye is very good. You two are a perfect match."
"What on earth are you—"
Mu Qingyan interrupted Yan Chi:
"Yan's press conference is the day after tomorrow, right? Don't worry, I will definitely attend. Then, we will settle everything that needs to be settled."
"Don't... just listen to me—"
"Yan Chi, you should have understood these days that I'm not the kind of person who would become decadent and degenerate just because I'm caught up in the whirlpool of public opinion, and naturally I won't die for some melodramatic love story, so please stop making trouble."
“…”
"Go back, I'm tired. Oh, and I have a piece of advice for you. It's better not to mess with that guy named Chu you found."
…
No matter when, we must always remember that life is not always smooth sailing. After all, look, a rich lady can lose her former glory because of her lover's sad face.
And a boss who has been at the top of power for decades will inevitably grow a few more gray hairs for the happiness of his family and children.
In order to join the Yan family, Mu Qingyan did show off his muscles in front of Yan Heng.
Fortunately, this senior was tight-lipped, and most importantly, he had a good sense of propriety. Apart from the condition of the marriage contract, he did not make things too difficult for her. That was why she was able to survive smoothly as a small director until now.
This couldn't help but make her grateful.
In the top floor conference room, Mu Qingyan took the initiative to step forward and bowed his head to greet:
"Mr. Yan, long time no see. I'm really sorry that my problem has brought negative news to the Yan Group. Don't worry, I will do my best to make amends."
Yan Heng stood up and shook her hand, then pointed to the sofa beside him:
"It's my son who didn't do things carefully enough. If he had kept his distance from the Ye family's daughter, how could he have ended up like this! If I had known this would happen, I should have let you two get married first!"
Yan Chi was a little more dressed up today. When he heard his father talking about his sweetheart, he couldn't help but argue with him, but was kicked out of the meeting room directly.
Before Mu Qingyan entered the meeting room, she met with Ye Wanning who had been waiting outside.
The girl cried for who knows how long, her eyes still red. She held her hand and kept apologizing, saying that she didn't know who had published the photos she had posted on social media before leaving the country, and she didn't expect it would cause such a big trouble, etc.
Mu Qingyan didn't think this was a big deal. After all, it was because of her that the young couple suffered so much, so she felt a little guilty, so she whispered a few words to comfort them.
After all, what she should be most concerned about right now is the issue of academic fraud.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, reporters finally arrived at the top floor of Yan's headquarters one after another.
The conference room, which could originally accommodate hundreds of people, was instantly full.
Although they were newspapers and reporters carefully selected by Yan's Public Relations Department and Legal Department, they looked as if they hadn't seen any big news in hundreds of years and they seemed to be eager to eat the people on the stage.
"Miss Ye's family is in the jewelry business. Our two families don't have much dealings. She and my son met when they were in high school—"
"I heard that it was because you disagreed that you forced Miss Ye to study abroad, right?"
"The Ye family was previously involved in a criminal case for counterfeiting jewelry. Do you look down on Miss Ye because of this?"
One question after another made Yan Heng's expression ugly.
"I'm not aware of their relationship. Next."
The reporters still had to consider the boss's face, so the topic shifted to Ye Wanning.
"Ms. Ye, Miss Mu joined Yan's three years ago, and you also went abroad to study three years ago. Is this really a coincidence?"
"Have you left your hometown because your sweetheart is cheating on you?"
This question seemed to touch Ye Wanning's sore spot. Her tears flowed again, but she still forced a smile and said:
"Miss Mu and I met a few times three years ago. She and A Chi...were always seen together because of work. This time when I returned to China, it was Miss Mu and A Chi who came to pick me up together—"
"So when you went abroad three years ago, was it Miss Mu who accompanied Mr. Yan to send you to the airport?"
"I... don't remember..." When asked, Ye Wanning seemed to be suddenly trapped in some painful memory and shook his head desperately.
Mu Qingyan frowned slightly.
Fortunately, she was in a corner and not many people noticed her, so she took the opportunity to open the social software on her watch.
After browsing through several posts, even she couldn't admire netizens' ability to imagine.
However, with just a few words, they have made up a drama about a green tea mistress who was pestering Bai Yueguang's fiancé under the pretext of work. She seemed weak but was actually doing bad things in front of Bai Yueguang, leaving her with no way to express her suffering and forcing her to run away.
Should we be thankful? They seem to have almost forgotten the issue of academic qualifications.
"Ms. Mu, regarding your forgery of your undergraduate degree from Dongji University, you should understand that this is an extremely serious fraud. You may face prosecution from the Yan family. Do you have anything to explain?"
"oh…"
Mu Qingyan thought to herself, "It's finally here!" and then uploaded a picture to the big screen where everyone could see it:
"Perhaps this explains it?"
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