Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at Fu Ruyan intently.

They didn't know why Fu Ruyan showed such a fascinating affection, and even I couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Fu Ruyan's smile was full of mockery, and the corners of his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Don't you already have the answers to all the questions you asked me?" Fu Ruyu's voice was crisp.

The reporters were stunned, looked at each other, and the bold ones had already spoken: "What does Mr. Fu mean, what we wrote is true?" ”

The smile on the corner of Fu Ruyu's mouth deepened, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light flowed.

"If you don't know if what you're writing is true, why are you writing it?" Fu Ruyan's words were extremely sharp, and the reporter was speechless, and he hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

"Mr. Fu, what is the real situation?"

"The real situation, haven't you all written the real situation? In that case, what else is there to ask? Fu Ruyan said disdainfully.

"This ......" everyone didn't know what to say, and they couldn't figure out what Fu Ruyan meant.

Fu Ruyan raised his hand slightly, slender and fair, with distinct bones, and his fingers moved slightly.

Assistant Liang next to me immediately ran in, still holding a large number of magazines in his arms, and threw them on the table, "Mr. Fu." ”

With that, he ran back again.

The corners of Fu Ruyu's eyes and eyebrows were cold, he lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he picked up a magazine casually, he separated it, and smiled at the content inside.

Fu Ruyan didn't dare to face the reporter directly, because he must have felt weak. Fu Ruyan tried to plagiarize Song Dafang's creativity...... Fu Ruyan's previous works are all fake......" Fu Ruyan said word by word, very slowly, he read the contents of magazines and newspapers for a long time without stopping.

"Mr. Fu......" A reporter tried to speak.

Fu Ruyan raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and the shocked reporter was choked and coughed violently, as if he was just about to speak and suddenly echoed, choking on saliva.

"When you were writing these things, did you ever think that you would have to bear a crime? I always thought that those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid, and I don't need to explain anything more about unnecessary things. But now it seems that some rumors have become more and more presumptuous, and even affect the interests of our company. Fu Ruyan's voice was sonorous and powerful.

The reporters caught this point and scrambled to ask: "Mr. Fu, if you don't tell the truth, there is no guarantee that these news will be spread by others again, do you have anything to explain?" ”

"Explain? Why should I explain? Fu Ruyan sneered, leaned back on the chair, crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, and sat down with a natural domineering spirit, showing the demeanor of a king, without saying a word to make people daunting.

The reporters were at a loss with words on their faces, they didn't know what Fu Ruyan was thinking.

"You all said that I went to Song Dafang, talked to him about money, and wanted to try to seize his works. What about the evidence? Nonsense without evidence? If Song Dafang's words can make you laugh at yourself for so long, then can I also say that the person who gave Song Dafang's wedding dress is me? Fu Ruyan's tone was frivolous.

"Mr. Fu...... What are you kidding. Some reporters laughed awkwardly, thinking that Fu Ruyan was talking casually.

Fu Ruyan sank his face, slammed the table, and slammed it, scaring everyone into a thrill.

"You're kidding."

At this moment, everyone understands that this matter may have been made up by Song Dafang himself in order to become famous.

"You say, you write, there's no problem, that's what you should do as a journalist. But without any evidence, you have scribbled so many unwarranted things, should you also pay a little price? Fu Ruyu's thin lips were gently hooked, as if smiling but not smiling, which made people shudder.

His sharp gaze faced the camera, not afraid at all, "Song Dafang, if you can come up with evidence that I have been to your company within three days, it will not be counted as you slandering me." Otherwise......" Fu Ruyu snorted coldly, and his meaning was self-evident.

As soon as the words fell, Fu Ruyan stood up, put one hand in his pocket casually, and left the reporters and walked towards us.

"Mr. Fu, please say a few more words! Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu! The shouts behind him chattered, and some reporters tried to stand up and continue to ask, but were stopped by the bodyguards who had already lined up in the front row.

Standing in front of me, Fu Ruyan's hand was on my shoulder.

I stopped talking, patted his hand, and didn't ask until I entered the office: "When we went to Song Dafang's company before, many people saw this." And there is also surveillance video in the company, which ......"

Fu Ruyan didn't answer me directly, he reassured me not to think about it, he directly diverted the topic: "Is Ding Dong okay lately?" ”

Seeing that he didn't want to say it, I didn't ask anymore, since he directly held a press conference and said something like that, he must have his own certainty.

"It's okay, he's recovering well, but the doctor said...... Scars on the face are inevitable. I sighed.

"Has there been no news from Wei Youlin?"

"I don't know, I haven't been able to contact you for a long time." I wanted to say that the little boy told me that Wei Youlin would not be seen in the past few months.

But when it comes to Xiao Gongzi, it is inevitable that the Cai family will be mentioned, and I will skip this matter directly when I think of those bad memories before.

"Blame the poor thing." Fu Ruyan said.

I didn't speak again, but sat there quietly.

Probably because it was too quiet, Fu Ruyan directly turned on the computer and played a report at random, which could also make the room move a little.

I thought it was an interview about him, but I didn't expect that what is being broadcast now is an interview with Song Qian.

Hearing Song Qian's voice, I couldn't help but tilt my head sideways to look.

Song Qian was wearing a tender yellow skirt, her complexion was very immature and bright, she smiled shallowly, her smile was gentle, her posture was ladylike and elegant, and she said to the camera: "Cai Yue and I, the wedding date has been set." ”

This sentence instantly made me and Fu Ruyan unable to sit still, and I suddenly remembered that Song Qian had comforted me before, saying that I should not be too anxious about Fu Ruyan's slander, she would announce the marriage between her and Cai Yue to the outside world.

I tried my best to dissuade her at the time, I thought that after such a long time, Song Qian would dispel this idea, who knew that she actually found a reporter to announce it today!