"Miss Xia is the screenwriter of this play. What are your expectations for this play?"

"Do you think this show can win an award?"

"Miss Xia's first cross-border creation of idol scripts was to cooperate with Yan Group. What do you think?"

"..."

The reporter was not as polite to Xia Changyue as he was to Yan Chengchi. Questions were thrown out one after another, and she had no time to answer and was overwhelmed.

After a long time, she found her voice and responded calmly.

"I just want to share a story that impresses me with everyone, hoping to impress the audience who read the story, and I haven't thought about what kind of results will be achieved."

Decent and humble answer.

"Miss Xia herself is very beautiful, don't know if she has a boyfriend?"

The profession of an entertainment reporter is three-line gossip.

Hearing that Xia Changyue's answer was impeccable, they changed the subject one after another.

Xia Changyue's face froze. Hearing the reporter's question, he subconsciously looked in Yan Chengchi's direction.

I caught a glimpse of his indifferent face, raised his eyes, and shook his head gently, "No, I'm single."

"..."

Yan Chengchi was still smiling a second before, and the next second, his eyes cooled down, turning his head and staring at her fiercely.

He is sitting here, she still dare to say that she has no man?

They sleep together every day, is he not her man? !

Finding that Yan Chengchi's expression was not right, the reporter threw the same question at him.

Yan Chengchi, the heir to a chaebol worth more than 100 billion yuan, has never been rumored about any scandals, and there is no woman who can approach him, making everyone more curious about his love life.

Hearing this, Xia Changyue couldn't help but **** up his ears.

For four years, she has not dared to inquire about him. She was forced to move to his villa and never thought of asking him about it.

If the reporter hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten to ask if there were other women around him.

If so, what is she? Is a third party involved in other people's feelings?

Xia Changyue's palms were clenched into fists, and there was an urge to cover his ears.

The unspeakable fear is flowing in the blood, and the fear of hearing the answer is something she cannot bear.

After waiting for a long time, Yan Chengchi did not answer.

The coquettish Zitong stared coldly at the reporter who asked the question.

The atmosphere on the scene suddenly became low.

Not hearing his answer, Xia Changyue was both disappointed and somewhat fortunate.

In the next second, I heard the reporter's questioning just now.

"Shao Chi, I heard that you had a deep first love back then, don't you know you are still together now?"

boom--

Like thunder on the ground, it exploded in the venue in an instant.

In the meeting room, the discussion arose suddenly, and all kinds of voices kept coming into the ears.

Xia Changyue's body shook, and nervously turned to look at Yan Chengchi.

He was sitting there, with the enchanting face, very calm, calm enough to make people shudder.

Slender fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair...

Xia Changyue's heart twitched, and the palms of her hands followed.

What happened four years ago was his taboo.

She knew that he was angry.

Before Yan Chengchi could speak, Jin Tezhu quickly let the bodyguard come forward, took the reporter who asked the question out of the venue and threw it out.

The rest of the people tightened their nerves.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the conference fell to the bottom.

Xia Changyue bit her lip and dared not speak.

In the next second, Yan Chengchi's cold eyes shot towards her like ice ridges.

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