Sitting in the car rushing to the press conference, Fang Zhiyu looked at Xiao Junchen who was sitting on the side, and couldn't help but turn around and secretly take out her mobile phone and poke Vivian's chat box.

"Xiao Junchen is simply a straight man...... I had to wrap myself tightly, and I hated my old little skirt, knowing that I was going to the press conference, and I didn't know that I was going to church to read the Bible......"

Fang Zhiyu was complaining happily, and a low male voice came from behind her, "It's not a good habit to talk about your husband behind your back." ”

This suddenly caught Fang Zhiyu a little off guard, her whole body slammed, instinctively stuffed the phone into her arms, and her face turned even redder.

Xiao Junchen hooked his lips slightly, leaned closer, and looked at the little woman in front of him who was unwilling to look at him, a hint of banter flashed in his eyes, and his voice was low and bewitching, "Straight male cancer?"

Fang Zhiyu grinded her teeth secretly, glanced at the conservative long skirt on her body, and became more and more disgusted in her heart, and looked up and glared at Xiao Junchen, "Isn't it? ”

Seeing that Xiao Junchen's eyes sank, she quickly turned her head and pretended not to see.

At this moment, a text message prompt broke the embarrassing atmosphere in the car, Fang Zhiyu hurriedly lowered her head to check her phone, and the person who came to the message was Vivian, a voice.

clicked on, and some hurried female voices sounded in the quiet carriage, "Mr. Fang, something is wrong here, don't come to the venue now, don't go anywhere, hurry home!"

Caring about other things, Fang Zhiyu and Xiao Junchen glanced at each other, and they both saw a little deep meaning in each other's eyes.

Before he could speak, he heard the driver in front of him say in a trembling voice, "Xiao, Mr. Xiao ......"

As soon as the words fell, as soon as the two looked up, they saw that the car had already driven to the press conference venue, and the reporters gathered at the door looked at Liulu, as if they had been prepared, and saw the car swarming up and surrounding the car.

"Mr. Fang, what do you want to say about the passivity of Qiao Shiman cosmetics?"

"Mr. Fang, Qiao Shiman's face is ruined now, is it because you are retaliating for what happened before?"

"Mr. Fang, you and Qiao Shiman don't know each other, when it is rumored on the Internet that you are reluctant to be the heroine of "Dream Flower", will you deliberately drug the cosmetics to achieve the goal of changing the heroine?"

Most of these people who came to chase and intercept were not orthodox reporters invited by Fang Zhiyu for the press conference, they were all entertainment tabloids who did anything to attract attention.

Suddenly hearing that Qiao Shiman's cosmetics were poisoned, Fang Zhiyu suddenly chuckled in her heart, but this does not mean that she will let go of this group of talkative reporters, she said in a deep voice:

"I know you want to know the truth about this matter, but what are your intentions in talking so nonsense, or is this thing planned by you?"

When she asked like this, the reporters' voices instantly lowered a lot, but there were still some small muttering.

Her expression was completely cold, and the moment she opened the car door, countless long guns and short cannons were instantly pointed at her, and the sound of flashing lights "clicking" was continuous, and the noisy words were almost inaudible.

Fang Zhiyu looked calm, made a "stop" gesture, and the ensuing problems and flashes eased slightly.

"First of all, I didn't shy away from it, I just heard you mention it. ”

"It is rumored that the two of you are particularly incompatible, so you drugged in cosmetics and ruined Qiao Shiman's face, what do you say, Mr. Fang?" a reporter handed over the microphone.

Fang Zhiyu smiled slightly, "There have always been rumors that are true and false, as a reporter, you came to interview without understanding the truth or falsehood, I think it is necessary for you to go back to the furnace and reinvent it." ”

Her words were sharp, which immediately made the reporter's face turn pale, and he retracted the microphone in a sneer.

"Mr. Fang, you and Qiao Shiman don't know each other, I heard that you have never wanted her to be the heroine of "Dream Flower", this cosmetics incident, is it deliberately planned by you in order to replace the heroine?"

"Manman and I really don't know each other, but the two of us cherish each other, she is the most perfect heroine in my mind, and she is also my good friend, if I hear rumors like I don't want her to be the heroine again,"

Fang Zhiyu suddenly turned cold: "I will not tolerate it." ”

For these difficult questions from reporters, Fang Zhiyu smiled politely, and responded generously but sharply.

If there is an award for "Best Answer to a Mean Journalist", she will definitely be at the top.

Seeing her so easy, Xiao Junchen's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became more and more secretive.

After answering these questions, Fang Zhiyu turned around and was about to leave, Qiao Shiman's face didn't know if the problem was big or not, she didn't have time to spend with these paparazzi.

However, the corner of the long skirt was suddenly pulled, "Mr. Fang, are you going to abscond?"

Fang Zhiyu frowned, wanting to pull back the skirt, but the high heels accidentally hooked the skirt, and fell into a solid embrace in a whirlwind.

Xiao Junchen didn't know when he got out of the car, and at this moment he was firmly protecting Fang Zhiyu in his arms, there was no trace of temperature in his black eyes, his handsome face was full of cold, and his whole body was full of aura.

The ambient temperature dropped instantly, and the air seemed to freeze slightly.

The reporter, who was still aggressive just now, couldn't help but take two steps back, and in the eyes of the other party, his legs and feet were so frightened that he almost fell to his knees.

"Get out. ”

Xiao Junchen's tone was sharp, just one word, but it made people feel cold, and the reporters who were still holding the microphone aggressively just now instantly cheered up.

After all, Xiao Junchen, where do they dare to provoke?

nestled in the arms of a man, Fang Zhiyu's heart swelled with a faint warmth.

Over the years, she has always faced everything by herself, public opinion, and slander, and she has never been afraid.

But it turns out that being protected is so reassuring.

......

When she arrived at the venue safely, Vivian was already waiting impatiently, and as soon as she saw Fang Zhiyu, she hurriedly greeted her, "You're here, you're scared to death!"

"I'm fine," Fang Zhiyu's face was solemn, "Where's Manman?"

"She ......" Vivien hesitated for a moment, her brows furrowed, "Didn't you deliberately send a full set of top luxury cosmetics as a boot gift before, and I used that set today, but after Qiao Siman used it, he had a rash." ”

said, her face was ugly, "Originally, it was okay, and it would be fine to treat it, but I don't know how this matter was known by Yu Ji, and I used the question to play ...... if you have conflicts with her."

Hearing this, Fang Zhiyu was silent for a moment, then turned around coldly and pushed open the dressing room.

Qiao Shiman was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, her originally delicate face was covered with patches of red rashes, slightly swollen, and looked shocking.

Damn it!

Fang Zhiyu wrinkled her brows tightly, and her apricot eyes swelled with anger.

The neatly trimmed nails sank into her palms with force, but she didn't care as if she didn't feel the pain, her eyes were as deep as a deep spring, and the surging anger was like a raging flame!