Chapter 683: Calculation or Good Intentions?

At this time, another part of the city.

Yang Like was pacing back and forth in the office restlessly, there was only half an hour left before the press conference began, as long as he stepped out of this door, he would have no reason to find Xu Moran in the future.

Perhaps in Xu Moran's opinion, their love has long been broken, but here in him, he Yang Like still loves her.

Even if she bears the reputation of a flowery woman, he will be responsible for her as long as she wants to......

Minutes and seconds passed.

Yang Xincheng's assistant pushed the door in, he looked at Yang Li's quiet voice and said, "Young Master, it's almost time, are you ready?" ”

Yang Like didn't hear his voice, he stood there in a daze, and then the assistant patiently reminded him again.

"Young Master, the press conference is about to start, are you ready?"

"You go out first." Yang Like replied to Yang Xincheng's assistant in an unkind tone.

The assistant was unmoved and continued: "Mr. Yang said, you must go to this press conference. ”

"You're not leaving, are you?" Yang Like became more and more impatient, and then yelled at people again: "If you don't go, I'll go!" ”

The assistant quickly stepped forward to stop him, and just as he was about to speak, a voice came from the door: "Da Shao, someone sent this envelope to the front desk, saying that this is your belongings, let me bring it to you immediately." ”

Hearing the sound, Yang Like's footsteps suddenly stopped, he raised his hand to take the envelope in the front desk manager's hand, and then hesitated for a few seconds before finally opening it.

The envelope contained a few pieces of paper and a few photos, but it was these things that pulled Yang Like's sanity back.

He was very familiar with those pieces of paper, which was the examination report that he and Xu Moran had issued after they were sent to the hospital on the night of the accident, and he still remembered those words vividly, because he had read them word for word.

When he got those photos, Yang Like's hands trembled slightly, the photos were photos of Xu Moran examining her injuries in the hospital, and he could clearly see the bloodstained wounds on her forehead.

Below is a darker strangulation mark, which looks a little shocking in the light. He suddenly remembered the newspaper that came out of the news that day, he and her could not see any external injuries on their bodies, and he thought she was fine, but he never expected that those photos had been processed.

"Young master, the press conference is about to start." The assistant on the side once again reminded Yang Chengke that now that they Yang is really dealing with the crisis, if they don't handle this matter well, the reporter should write nonsense.

At the very least, it shouldn't make people wait for a long time.

"Let's go." Yang Like put the two photos into the inner pocket of his suit, and then walked towards the door with the inspection reports.

As for who sent these photos, he is also clear in his heart, is it calculated or kind?

It's all in it, it's really hard to distinguish!

Huo Yuhan first framed him, then pushed him into a dilemma, and finally asked people to send these two things to him, ostensibly to help him solve the crisis, but in fact it was to warn and remind him.

He is the only one who controls the overall situation from beginning to end, and he, Yang Like, is just an ant who has been played around by Huo Yuhan.

Yang Like suddenly understood that the meaning of what Huo Yuhan did was to help Xu Moran get his innocence.

There are a lot of media in the conference room, after all, this matter is related to the business predators of Anseong, no matter how you say it, it is a big deal, and there are many media who are scrambling to get the exclusive.

After Yang Like appeared in the conference room in a black shirt, the live broadcast also began, and his expression today was very solemn, without his usual elegant appearance.

The spotlight shone on him, and all eyes gathered, and as soon as he stood on the stage of the conference room, the voice of questions began. ()

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