Xing Zhaoyang came down from the upstairs and happened to see Monet standing among the reporters, subconsciously speeding up his pace, his face did not change, but he was blaming himself in his heart.

Just now Monet went out first, he should have thought that the situation downstairs was not simple, and stopped her first.

Time seemed to stop there, watching Monet surrounded by a group of vicious reporters, and Xing Zhaoyang's mind was filled with only one thought - to protect her.

At this time, those contradictions, doubts, incomprehensions, and grievances seem to be useless. Especially when I just knew that she still cared about herself.

Some people may question, but it is just an answer, Xing Zhaoyang can think of other methods, not necessarily to take advantage of his reputation, obviously keep the good impression accumulated for several years, once it is not handled well, it may be broken.

Although he is about to enter the company, for Xing Zhaoyang, the most urgent problem in front of him is Monet, and everything else can be solved, but she is the only one who ...... She didn't want to ask questions, and he couldn't ask them, so he could only use special methods.

Seeing the appearance of another protagonist, the reporters boiled again, and colleagues from the same media tacitly left one around Monet, and the other rushed towards Xing Zhaoyang.

Seeing Xing Zhaoyang coming over, Monet almost thought that she had misunderstood, she actually saw anxiety and worry on Xing's face. She hadn't seen this look from Xing Zhaoyang's face for a long time. When was the last time? It should be before Yin Yin's affairs are exposed, right?

Out of her mind, I don't know if it was everyone's movements too big, or Monet's own problem, she was pushed and shoved, and she fell down the stairs.

Obviously, he has seen a lot of big scenes, Xing Zhaoyang blocked several machines with one hand, and was about to come this way, when he suddenly saw Monet falling. Although it was only a moment, Xing Zhaoyang almost went crazy, used all his strength to push away all the machines around him, and ran forward to catch the corner of Monet's clothes, but at this time, the surrounding cameramen just carried the camera to find their own angle, trying to find the best shooting position.

Monet's whole person was stuck on the most central step, and the corners of his clothes were tightly held by Xing Zhaoyang. Both of them fell, and under the violent contact with the steps, it is conceivable what the injuries were. Fortunately, I pulled it in time and didn't let her roll down, otherwise it would not be half-disabled, and it would hurt her muscles and bones.

Reluctantly getting up, Xing Zhaoyang subconsciously covered the direction of his ribs, helped Monet up, and helped her sweep the dust, "How is it, are you okay?" ”?

Monet pulled his hand, and a warm and down-to-earth feeling instantly rushed to his body, "I'm fine." Just rub a little skin, the knee may touch, just go back and spray some medicine. You fell so hard, does it hurt? ”

Xing Zhaoyang didn't speak, but patted the back of her hand, "Go from the front, take a detour into the garage, you go back to the car first, and I'll take you to the hospital in a while." ”

Monet guessed what he was going to do, nodded and did as he was told.

Seeing that she walked far away, Xing Zhaoyang turned his head and glared angrily at the reporter holding the microphone behind the machine qì, "Have you seen enough?" Have you had enough shots? All the angry expressions were concentrated on his red eyes, and the reporters who looked at him were thick-skinned and ordinary people subconsciously retreated.

Although he didn't say anything cruel, Xing Zhaoyang was extremely ruthless, which showed that he was really angry.

The reporters softened their attitudes one by one, and the cameramen subconsciously closed the camera.

Are you kidding? Now everyone knows Xing Zhaoyang's identity.

Offending this son is equivalent to offending the entire NH group, and no one has the courage to challenge this.

Xing Zhaoyang returned to his position on a high place and re-found the surroundings of the reporters, "If you want to ask any questions, ask." ”

As soon as these words came out, it was obviously more shocking than the anger just now.

The row of steps in front of the NH Group is both numerous and steep, if it wasn't for the reporters who asked him just now, Monet would not have almost fallen off the steps, but fortunately, Xing Zhaoyang reacted quickly, otherwise he would have died.

In this case, Brother Gongzi didn't smash these machines, even if it was lucky, people couldn't afford to pay for it. But on the contrary, he stood generously around the crowd and calmly asked them questions.

"We, can we really ask?"

"Do you want to apologize to Officer Bai first?"

"Five minutes, no waiting."

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately stepped forward, "Mr. Xing, may I ask if the rumors between you and Wu Yuning are true?" What do you want to say about the pictures that broke the news by a media before? ”

Xing Zhaoyang took the reporter's microphone, did not answer immediately, but flipped out his mobile phone, looked for a few seconds in the album, and put it right for everyone present, "This is a group photo of me and Luo Yang and my lover Wu Yuning having dinner that night, taken by the restaurant waiter at that time, if you don't believe it, you can go to investigate, clothes and photo time can be faked, but the video of the restaurant scene will not be fake." ”

"So the media took it out of context?"

"I don't want to say much about that."

"Then someone saw Wu Yuning living in your house, do you have anything to say about this?"

Xing Zhaoyang looked at the reporter who was asking, his eyes lit up, "You can ask the person who spoke, if Wu Yuning lives in my house If this sentence is enriched according to what he has seen, is it 'Wu Yuning and I live alone at home', or 'Wu Yuning borrowed to live in my and Monet's house." ’”

Everyone immediately understood what Xing Zhaoyang meant.

Monet returned to the car, lifted his skirt and saw that both sides of his knees were scratched, fortunately the movement was not very big just now, otherwise it was one thing to worry about injury, and another thing to worry about going naked.

In addition to the legs, there were also scratches on her arms, she remembered that Xing Zhaoyang had a first-aid kit in the car, and took it out and began to bruise herself, I don't know how long later, he came back, opened the car door and sat down, and calmly pressed the key.

Monet looked carefully and found that he had no obvious injuries except for some scratches on his right arm, and the wound on his right arm was also scraped when he dragged the corner of her clothes.

"Don't drive yet, I'll treat this wound."

Monet raised the front of his hand and wiped it over, "It may hurt a little, you bear with it." "When she wiped this disinfectant, she was prepared or cold, and it didn't hurt like a sting.

He pressed it lightly, but his arm only shook a little, and he didn't even make a sound. Monet thought that he had painted it in the wrong place, so he put it on again, but there was still no sound.

"Does it hurt?"

"Are you done?"

"Almost, do you have any injuries anywhere else?"

"Listen to me when you're done."

Monet sat back and looked at him.

"I know that you are very dissatisfied with this scandal, although you are dissatisfied, but you still cooperate with me aggrievedly, but you don't have to come up with such a low-level trick, deliberately fall down the steps and let me save you, so as to redeem the impression of affection in front of the media, right?"

"What do you say?" (To be continued.) )>