"I'm ready for you...... Mom ......" Facing Jiang Yichen's back, Ling Han almost burst out of his foul mouth, and the three words came to his mouth, and he swallowed it raw, and could only scold in a low voice, "Axi!"

"Ma'am. Jiang Yichen's assistant walked over, "Your mobile phone ...... I'll take care of it for you. ”

"Don't talk to me!" Ling Han was furious, "Be careful that I hit you!" After all, he was still childish, and even the threat was a little naïve.

Jiang Yichen's assistant lowered his head and smiled, picked up Ling Han's mobile phone, turned around and walked out the door.

"Am I funny? really!" With nowhere to vent his anger, Ling Han had no choice but to sulk with himself, kicking over the trash can next to him, attracting many eyes. She quickly relented, crouched down with a red face in the eyes of everyone, and picked up the overturned garbage little by little.

"Let it go. Jiang Yichen was elusive, and appeared in front of her again at this moment, "You don't have to do this kind of thing! Come with me, the press conference has begun." ”

Ling Han ignored him and just lowered his head to clean up. Jiang Yichen was a little annoyed and pulled her arm.

"What are you doing!" Ling Han shook off Jiang Yichen's hand and glared at him, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting!" Ling Han squatted down again, "Since I knocked over the trash can, I should pick it up." I'm sorry, but I have to ask your journalist friends to wait for a while!"

Jiang Yichen naturally heard another meaning in Ling Han's words, but seeing the people around her, she could only let Ling Han make her petty temperament, and she couldn't help but have a seizure.

"Mr. Jiang," Jiang Yichen's assistant walked over and urged in a low voice, "Media friends are ready, look ......"

Jiang Yichen waved his hand to interrupt her: "Got it." Let's go over right away!" glanced down at Ling Han who was squatting on the ground, it was really a T-shirt and shorts, and beckoned back to the assistant, "Change Mrs. into a decent dress." ”

The assistant raised the paper bag in his hand: "It's ready." ”

Jiang Yichen nodded lightly and took the paper bag: "You go and get busy." ”

The fool could also see that Ling Han was deliberately delaying time. She slowly cleaned up the garbage, and pretended to stroke her forehead: "Oops...... I didn't eat breakfast and was a little dizzy. ”

"Change your clothes and come out with me!" Jiang Yichen seemed to put up with her for a long time, and threw the paper bag in his hand into her arms, "If you continue to mess around, it will not be good for you or me!"

"Got it...... Jiang ! big ! total cut!" Ling Han took the bag, glanced inside, quickly threw it aside, and straightened his clothes, "It's really ugly! I want to wear it...... I think it's very decent today. ”

After speaking, he shook his head, left Jiang Yichen behind him, and walked out of the door first.

In the lobby of the company, it is full of people. The flash flashed at Ling Han non-stop.

Ling Han's face flashed with a moment of panic, and soon, curiosity overcame fear, and it was the first time she had seen such a big scene - "Ah~ It turns out that the star on TV, facing the camera is like this~"

"Hi~" Ling Han smiled and beckoned to the crowd.

"What are you doing, don't talk, come with me. Jiang Yichen had already chased after him and took Ling Han's hand, although his tone was not very friendly, he had a smile on his face, a very deliberate smile - presumably, he wanted to play the role of a "good husband" in front of the camera.

Ling Han was pulled onto the stage by him in a daze, and sat beside him in a daze. And the person sitting on Ling Han's left hand side was not someone else, it was Tang Liwen.

"It's unlucky. Ling Han thought to himself, "Am I a ...... Caught between them left and right?" Fortunately, as soon as he raised his eyes, he could see Ling Xue and Fang Jinyu behind the crowd. The two of them mingled among the reporters, looking at Ling Han with anxious expressions.

Seeing that they were looking at him, Ling Han secretly waved his hand at the two.

"It's over...... Look at my sister's stupid look!" Ling Xue rubbed her temples, "I really don't have any sense of crisis at all, and I still have a smile." ”

"I think it's good! a lot like when I first met her. ”

Fang Jinyu just smiled softly, not noticing the change in Ling Xue's expression.

"You're a lover!" Ling Xue pushed her glasses, her eyes behind the lenses flickered a few times.

"You're wrong. Fang Jinyu turned her face to look at her, "I don't have the slightest thought about your sister, I just appreciate her." To you...... It's the same. ”

"Come less!" Ling Xue's face had already returned to its old look, "Do you run around the city for me in the middle of the night just to buy a bowl of porridge that I love to drink? Do you get up early in the winter to make a table full of breakfast for me? Do you save up for a few months just to buy me a ticket to a concert? No...... But you've done it all for my sister. Isn't that what liking is? Then I probably don't really understand what love is. Don't...... Like Jiang Yichen did to my sister, it's called love?

"If you like, I can do it for you too. Fang Jinyu answered with a smile.

Ling Xue looked at his eyes, and couldn't tell for a moment whether there was any sincerity in his words.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Tang Liwen, who was sitting on Ling Han's left hand side, stood up and said with a smile on her face, "Good morning, everyone! First of all, on behalf of the Jiang Group, I would like to welcome all the media friends present here, and welcome everyone to today's press conference. I am the host of this press conference, Tang Liwen. Below, please ......"

"Huh!" The press conference officially began, and Ling Xue was disgusted when she saw Tang Liwen's face, "Why does she represent the Jiang Group? Do you really think that by climbing into Jiang Yichen's bed, you can sit in the position of a young grandmother?"

Ling Xue's words made Fang Jinyu gasp.

"You...... You know it all?" he asked cautiously.

"Huh, what?" There was a commotion around, and Ling Xue couldn't hear Fang Jinyu's words clearly.

Fang Jinyu looked at Ling Xue's eyes and shook her head with a smile: "It's okay." He was sure that Ling Xue hadn't learned about Ling Han's "rape" yet, otherwise, she wouldn't have behaved so calmly.

The reporters in the audience took turns to ask questions, basically all around Ling Han's plagiarism.

"May I ask Mr. Jiang, what kind of considerations did you have for firing Miss Ling? Is it to draw a clear line between the company and Miss Ling, as rumored by the outside world?"

"It's normal for others to have such misunderstandings. Jiang Yichen held the microphone and glanced at Ling Han, with tenderness in his eyes, "In my opinion, as a businessman, it is understandable to put interests first and take the lead in considering the influence of the company. But!"

Then, he changed his words: "However, before that, I was Ling Han's husband, and the first thing to consider was the impact of this incident on her. Personally, I don't believe that my wife would do such a substandard thing as plagiarism. She is a very serious person and is very strict with herself. Moreover, friends who are familiar with her should know that she has her own unique painting style as soon as she debuts. She doesn't, and there's absolutely no need to copy anyone else. So the purpose of my press conference today is to show you an attitude - the dismissal of her is a unanimous decision of everyone in the company, and I have no way to interfere, but as her husband, I will definitely support her unconditionally and always be by her side!"

Ling Han smiled on his face, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes countless times in his heart.

"Mr. Jiang, someone broke the news on the Internet that your marriage with Miss Ling has died in name only, and there is even news that you have divorced, is it true?"

"Such a ridiculous question, can I refuse to answer it?" Jiang Yichen grabbed Ling Han's hand, "To borrow the words of netizens-the so-called insider, do you live under our bed?"

Ling Han wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jiang Yichen held it too tightly, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free. When he turned his head, he found that Tang Liwen, who was still sitting next to him just now, disappeared without a trace.

"Miss Ling, can I ask you a question?" Finally, a reporter began to ask Ling Han.

"No, you can't. Ling Han said with a smile, "Mr. Jiang has greeted me, I can't talk nonsense." Don't ask anything, if you ask, I won't say anything!"