"Men are unmarried and women are unmarried, a group of stinky men who stutter on the pole, what a bad thing!" The system's face was swollen and red next to him, and he couldn't wait to make a few moves to Wing Chun in front of those reporters with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks.

The system didn't wait for it to finish, and suddenly paused, "Something is wrong!" Host, I suddenly found that Jiang Cong's breath disappeared from nearby, and he seemed to ......"

[That call is not unexpected, it was He Yingying,] An Yang sat in the first row, ignored the other reporters, and closed his eyes and recuperated alone.

"But He Yingying, she ...... Isn't she in love with Li Mingcheng again? If there's anything going on......"

[Why do you think those people survived?] Anyang asked rhetorically, [The virus spared them and did not cause death, there is only one possibility......]

The system's eyes widened, and it was rare to have a heart-to-heart with Anyang, "There is a faster shortcut that ruined you?!" ”

As soon as the words came out, it hovered above Anyang, staring blankly at the countless reporters behind it, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Li Mingcheng has defected?"

An Yang smiled indifferently, [You have to have a little confidence in the halo above the heroine's head. 】

As the minutes passed, the lively chattering began to be replaced by impatient waiting and complaining.

An Yang is like a lost lamb, and the phone in his hand keeps coming with the news that no one answers.

She stood cramped at the front of the room, her eyes unusually full of anxiety.

Even when she was hacked by the whole network, she never showed such a panicked expression.

"Anyang, what's going on? What about Jiang Cong?! ”

Li Meng was held back by the company's meeting today, and when he got the news, it had been delayed for nearly an hour from the pre-set time of the press conference.

She looked at the people who had grown up all the way, and at the moment sat in the chair in a daze, like a doll with a lost soul.

Hearing Li Meng's voice full of concern, An Yang threw himself into her arms, "I can't contact him." Mengmeng, is he taking revenge on me and lying to me......"

In front of everyone's eyes, Anyang didn't dare to cry, and forcibly suppressed and trembled his voice, like a falling leaf.

Feeling the uneasiness and forbearance of the person in his arms, Li Meng tightened his lips and spoke for a while before he spoke: "It's okay Anyang, it's okay." You see, I've always been here. ”

She didn't know what happened to Jiang Cong's side, but what was certain was that she threw An Yang here without saying a word, and Jiang Cong ......

Thinking of Anyang's happy smile before, Li Meng's palm unconsciously exerted force, "Anyang, you once told me not to ...... for unnecessary people"

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Mr. Jiang is here!"

The noisy and boiling crowd completely drowned out Li Meng's comforting words.

The moment Jiang Cong came in, the live broadcast that had been prepared for a long time was immediately started, and in the rapid flashing lights of the reporters, Jiang Cong raised his hand and straightened his slightly messy tie, and strode in steadily.

"Jiang Cong."

An Yang cried with joy, the person who appeared at this moment was like a prince who redeemed her in a predicament.

Jiang Cong heard the familiar voice, and glanced coldly in the direction where An Yang was, and his eyes were almost on fire.

The cold and unfamiliar gaze forcibly stopped An Yang's pace of wanting to get closer.

"Jiang ...... Cong ......"

Seeing him retract his gaze indifferently and walk onto the stage of the press conference without looking back, Anyang instinctively felt an unknown fear.