At 9 a.m., the press conference was held as usual.

As soon as Qiao Qijian's car stopped at the entrance of the Crystal Palace, a large group of reporters hula surrounded him, and the flashing lights kept flashing.

Qiao Qijian got out of the car and opened the car door for Tang Tang, his hand protected her head to prevent being bumped, the two looked at each other and smiled, Tang Tang put his hand into the crook of his arm, and behaved intimately. As if it wasn't them who were in the car.

"May I ask Miss Tang, can you tell me who the rich man surnamed Ye is? Is he a legendary third person? ”

"Miss Tang, Ling Zun's body is really as rumored, and she no longer has the ability to manage Tang Da? Donda is already going downhill? ”

"Miss Tang, can you describe the relationship with your stepmother?"

"Tang Da's stock fell yesterday, is there anything Miss Tang would like to say?"

"Mr. Qiao, are you cuckolded?"

There were constant problems along the way, and Tang Tang and Qiao Qijian lowered their heads and turned a deaf ear. Chased by flashing lights, the two men were escorted by bodyguards into the press conference site prepared by Crystal Palace in advance.

In the park opposite the Crystal Palace, a slender man slowly stepped out from behind the tall cedars, and he watched the corners of his mouth gradually hook up as he watched a pair of golden boys and girls surrounded by reporters and bodyguards.

Accidents are everywhere. The press conference ended in failure.

Because when Qiao Qijian showed affection, the big screen behind him and Tang Tang scrolled to play the photos of Tang Tang and Ye Zheng together.

Tang Tang is wearing a light gray suit, her hair is coiled, capable and mature, Ye Zheng's white shirt, straight black trousers, there are photos of her and Ye Zheng eating and arguing, and there are a few photos, the two are standing at the door of Ailu's restaurant, Ye Zheng is affectionately holding Tang Tang's shoulder.

Tang Tang lowered his eyes, and the expression on his face seemed to be angry and ashamed, very ambiguous.

Qiao Qijian was refuting rumors to reporters in front of the big screen, and there was already a fire behind him.

When the reporter's camera captured the satirical scene into the same picture, Qiao Qijian became pale and powerless no matter how he explained.

Tang Tang bit his lip and looked at the photo, his heart fluctuated.

Qiao Qijian looked back at the photo, and his smile froze on his face inch by inch, and finally turned into a twisted hideous.

The man's self-esteem made it impossible for him to pretend to be okay anymore.

"You've done a great job! Clean up this mess yourself! Dropping such a sentence, Qiao Qijian rushed out of the press conference surrounded by reporters with bodyguards.

Tang Tang was not sad at all. For someone who has never given expectations, his abandonment at such a moment is entirely within her expectations.

Without the protection of bodyguards, Tang Tang only had a few staff members left by Tang Da, most of whom were girls, and their delicate appearance needed the protection of others.

A large number of reporters rushed up and surrounded Tang Tang, and dozens of microphones poked in front of her, and the questions became sharper and sharper.

"May I ask if the man in the photo is a rich man surnamed Ye?"

"Is he richer than Gongzi Qiao?"

"Miss Tang, the celebrities in the circle privately call you a courtesan, is this nickname true?"

"Miss Tang, have you already been laid? May I ask if Qiao Gongzi is more powerful or is the mysterious man in the photo more powerful? ”

"Which do you prefer?"

"Gongzi Qiao is angry and leaves, is Tang Qiao's marriage declared null and void?"

"Miss Tang, what do you think?"

Even if Tang Tang is thick-skinned and her heart is as hard as a copper wall, she is still a girl after all.

The reporters asked questions without holding back, humiliating her like spitting on her.

She wanted to defend herself, but the reporters didn't give her any chance to defend herself.

As curiosity hunters, they would rather hear from her mouth that it was Georgette who was good at bed, or that the mysterious man was more pleasing to her.