Ye Weifan was wearing a white casual jacket, and the light blue shirt slightly loosened the first button, dressed very casually, because his delicate facial features showed an indescribable elegance, as handsome and noble as a prince before.

Approaching the public eye, the media immediately found that he had many mottled scars on his left cheek, and the palm hanging on one side was also tied with gauze, and everyone thought at the same time that there might be more scars on his body in places that everyone could not see.

He stood in front of the public, his clear eyes swept over everyone's faces, his pupils were as black as ever, and his face became more and more pale, and his thin figure made many female reporters feel distressed.

"Ye Weifan, why are you here?"

"Did the police allow you to come to today's press conference?"

"Are there any new developments in your case?"

"What's going on with the suicide of the victim?"

"Wei Fan, say a few words......

Regardless of his image, the reporters jumped up from their seats and rushed over to ask him questions, as if they were stealing the headlines by others if they were a little behind.

Ye Weifan looked at the microphone crowded in front of him indifferently, his handsome face was neither sad nor joyful, his years of entertainment career had developed his indifferent character, this change made him see through everything completely, and he had a kind of enlightenment like a monk.

"Thank you for your concern for me, I was acquitted by the police two days ago." His voice was also a little low and hoarse, a kind of fatigue that came out of his body, and it was conceivable that he had suffered a lot from his ten days in prison.

The public's attention was on his words.

Acquittal?

What's that concept?

It means that all the accusations against him are not substantiated.

He was innocent, did not force *, did not take drugs, and did not assault underage girls.

It was still two days ago!

Another bomb was dropped, and the venue was completely boiling.

At that time, everyone thought that Wu Rong was forced to commit suicide by him, and there was a severe crusade against him both online and offline.

If he's okay, why don't he stand up and clarify as soon as possible and explain his grievances to the public?

There is also Wu Rong, Ye Weifan can be acquitted, which means that she is lying.

How many secrets are hidden behind this case?

In the back row of the venue, because most of the reporters crowded to the podium, some people who stood still seemed a little abrupt.

Almost all of these people are insiders who come to eat melons, and ordinary people like Song Canran are really rare.

Huo Zizhao's long arms were lazily resting on the back of her chair, and his tall body leaned close to her, his black eyes staring at the crowd in front of him, but the focus was on the figure around him.

"Seeing your senior, you can leave with confidence, right?"

Song Cangran didn't say anything, because Ling Shen turned his face at this time, glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, and then grinned at her with a gentle smile.

Sure enough, he saw her.

Song Cangran didn't have time to react, Huo Zizhao held the top of her furry head with his big palm, and turned her little face to himself.

"He's got me good-looking duck?"

"......" This vinegar jar, no, vinegar jar, he himself is the birthplace of vinegar!

Song Cangran's eyes were full of his domineering and good-looking handsome face, and there was no room for anything else.

Ling Shen didn't exist anymore, and the noise in his ears couldn't be heard.

Looking at him, the corners of her mouth naturally hooked.

"Of course not, you are the most handsome in the world, no, the most handsome in the universe, you are the most beautiful in my eyes."

"You know each other."

A man's thin lips pulled slightly, and his big palm holding her suddenly pulled her little face closer, and his warm lips were imprinted.

On the rostrum, Ye Weifan, who was surrounded by reporters, looked into the depths of the venue, his indifferent eyes seemed to have seen everything around him, looking at the two figures overlapping in his line of sight, his eyes dimmed.

Ling Shen also squinted his eyes and watched all this with interest.