Therefore, it was Qin Nianxuan who arrived at the press conference first, and after a few minutes, Jue Xichen also arrived.

As soon as he got out of the car, all the reporters waiting outside flocked up, and Qin Nianxuan, who saw this scene upstairs, couldn't help but secretly congratulate himself that he didn't come with him, it was really the right choice!

As far as the eye can see, everyone who attended the press conference was dressed gorgeously, and it was obvious that they had come after being carefully dressed.

Thinking of the outfit when he went downstairs, Qin Nianxuan couldn't help but laugh a few times in his heart, and he didn't know if he should thank Jue Xichen for his "kindness".

As the chief designer, Qin Nianxuan was naturally the first to speak on stage, followed by Jue Xichen, the president of Haojue.

"Jue Shao, the name of the jewelry in this series is warm, does it have any other meaning?" A reporter asked.

Jue Xichen's gaze fell on Qin Nianxuan's body, paused for a few seconds, and finally asked lightly, "What do you think a person's smile can represent?" ”

The reporter didn't answer, but the flash kept flashing, and the sound of clicking echoed throughout the scene.

"There's a person's smile that's like sunshine and warms everything."

When he said this, Jue Xichen's eyes looked at Qin Nianxuan again, and it happened that Qin Nianxuan was also looking at him, and after the eyes of the two met in mid-air for a few seconds, both of them invariably looked away.

"Is this person Mr. Jue is talking about your sweetheart?"

Jue Xichen said in a deep voice, "My son." ”

The media now knows about the death of the young master of the Jue family, and after hearing Jue Xichen's words, he didn't ask any further, thinking that the warm series of jewelry should be designed by Jue Xichen to commemorate his son.

The press conference went very smoothly, Qin Nianxuan began to have a little erratic thoughts from the time she heard Jue Xichen talk about her son, until the end of the press conference, Qin Nianxuan was still sitting in her place, and she didn't ease up for a long time.

A cold male voice suddenly sounded, pulling her soul back.

"What does it feel like to be warm?"

Jue Xichen stared at the woman's delicate face, always expressionless.

Qin Nianxuan looked up at him and found that at some point, there were only the two of them left on the scene.

Jue Xichen leaned over, lifted her chin, and looked straight at her with a pair of blue eyes, as if to see the depths of her heart, "Qin Nianxuan, what is warmth?" ”

Warm?

Qin Nianxuan was stunned, a little puzzled why he asked like this.

However, under the ghostly request, she asked another sentence, "Jue Xichen, do you feel the existence of home?" ”

Family?

The man couldn't help but sneer, he didn't have a home.

"The love of the family and the health of the family are the greatest warmth."

"Family?" The sneer on the corner of the man's lips grew thicker and thicker, "I don't need to." ”

Qin Nianxuan looked at him with a flat gaze, "If you don't need it, why did you snatch Ran Ran away from me in the first place?" ”

"Jue Xichen, it's not that you don't need it, but you don't deserve it."

Hearing this, a trace of anger immediately crossed the man's eyes.

The hand pinching the woman's chin also used a bit of force, "Qin Nianxuan, what do you mean?" ”

Qin Nianxuan frowned in pain, and asked rhetorically, "Jue Xichen, do you love Ranran?" ”

"Yes, it is my son."

It is also his only family.

Family, these two words may sound far away.

"Aren't you also the Duke's son?"

But what? The father and son are always incompatible, even to the point of drawing guns to meet each other.

If Jue Xichen is ruthless, but he cares about his son, she sees it in her eyes.