The Beautiful President Loves Me Alone

Shang Yiran raised his head coldly and looked at the reporters who put the microphone in his face.

At first he was really angry when he saw the photos, but seeing how these reporters were able to convict him of trumped-up charges based on a carefully manipulated photo made him calm down.

At this time, the journalists who were righteous and heartbroken in front of him really wanted to know the truth and be fair to the victims?

No, they just wanted to put him on the charge of molesting a minor and write a big, eye-catching piece of news.

"I didn't do those things."

Shang Yiran raised his voice and emphasized: "I believe the court and relevant departments will give me justice."

Those reporters opened their mouths when they saw Shang, like a vicious dog smelling bones, they kept pressing the shutter of the camera, unwilling to let go of any of his subtle expressions.

The reporter who was as thin as a bamboo pole pouted and pressed aggressively: "The evidence is here, you still have to argue? You are a pervert who rapes underage girls! Oh, I remember you have a nine-year-old sister. , died unexpectedly last year, and now do I have legitimate reasons to suspect that she was played to death by you... ah!"

Before the reporter's words were finished, Shang Yiran, who was furious, kicked him out.

"Also, calm down!"

When Zhou Ping saw Shang Yiran couldn't help but move his hand, he quickly reached out and grabbed him tightly.

Surrounded by cameras, he was sure that the scene of Shang Yiran beating someone just now would definitely be made a fuss.

But Shang Yiran was completely irritated by the reporter at this time.

He has not yet come out of the sadness of his sister's passing, and this reporter's malicious guess has touched his last scale.

"what!"

"Shang Yiran, are you angry at what I said?"

"Ah! Crazy! Shang Yiran is crazy, pull him away!"

"Justice will be late, but never absent! Shang is also the same, you will be punished!"

It wasn't until the reporter was about to be beaten to death by Shang Yiran that the surrounding people finally pulled the furious Shang Yiran aside.

The reporter who was beaten by Shang Yiran was full of resentment when he looked at Shang Yiran.

"Shang Yiran, you will pay the price for your actions sooner or later! You are a scumbag, I must let everyone see your ugly face!"

After the reporters were dispersed, Shang Yiran was escorted into the villa.

Shang Yiran's face was gloomy, his fingers were scratched when he hit someone just now, and he was dripping blood.

However, he walked slowly and silently as if he didn't feel the slightest bit.

Zhou Ping anxiously called the company's public relations team and told the other party exactly what happened outside the villa.

However, the speed of information dissemination is very fast now. Just after they returned to the villa, the video and photos of Shang Yiran's beating were already circulating on the Internet.

Coupled with the fuelling descriptions by the reporters, Shang Yizhan has been labelled as a morally corrupt character.

Indignant netizens swiped messages and screens to get Shang Yiran out of the entertainment circle, and expressed sympathy for the reporter who was injured by Shang Yiran.

No one cared what the reporter said, and no one cared why Shang Yiran beat someone.

At this time, the dirty water splashed on Shang Yiran's body has become a fuel for the carnival of netizens, and the entire entertainment industry is boiling over it.

After about five minutes, Zhou Ping received a call from the top of Tianfeng Entertainment.

The other party couldn't help but talk and didn't give him a chance to explain.

Zhou Ping hung up the phone with a pale face, and turned to look at Shang Yiran, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Yeah, no matter how angry you are, you can't do it. Those paparazzi are deliberately trying to irritate you to force you to do it, and let you give them the handle yourself. You have been out for so long, why are you still so impatient? ?"

Zhou Ping was heartbroken, but he saw Shang Yiran in a daze with his sister's photo frame on the coffee table.

In the end, he shook his head helplessly, swallowing the blame that was about to be exported.

The reporter was really rude just now.

Zhou Ping could understand Shang Yiran's actions, and even thought that the reporter should fight, but other netizens didn't know about it.

Under the deliberate instigation of the reporters, netizens only thought that Shang Yiran's beating was out of anger and outrageous, and they would even think that Shang Yiran had done such an overdone act, and everything he suffered was taken for granted.

"Jingle Bell…"

Just when Zhou Ping was anxiously thinking about how to minimize the harm of public opinion, Shang Yiran's mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

Zhou Ping looked down at the caller ID, there was no note, but the number was very familiar.

He soon remembered that the owner of the number was the father of the underage schoolgirl.

Zhou Ping was shocked, and quickly grabbed the phone before Shang Yiran picked it up.

"I'll answer this call for you, don't be impulsive."

Zhou Ping pressed the answer button, and a cold and hoarse man's voice came from the receiver immediately:

"Have you received a notice from the court?"

Zhou Ping quietly turned on the recording function, and then calmly negotiated with the other party.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Ping, Shang Yiran's agent. You can ask me anything you want. As long as you are willing to make Shang Yiran fair in front of the outside world, I can satisfy you with any conditions."

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was furious when he heard Zhou Ping's words:

"What the **** are you talking about, am I the kind of person who can sacrifice my daughter for money?"

"Shang Yiran is a scumbag. He did such a disgusting thing to my daughter. I must sue him and go to jail!"

Seeing Li Qiang's arrogant rebuttal, people who didn't know the truth would really think that he was standing up for his daughter with righteous indignation.

He is obviously a **** who will do anything for extortion, but he wants to occupy the commanding heights of morality.

Zhou Ping got a headache from his anger, but he endured his anger and persuaded:

"Li Qiang, before your daughter almost dropped out of school, Shang Yiran paid for the tuition and books, and Shang Yiran also paid to set up a canteen in the school, so that those students who are as poor as your daughter can eat nutritious food. Lunch."

"Now that you are turning black and white and smearing business in front of the media for the sake of profit, don't you feel uneasy about your conscience?"

"What if Shang Yiran paid my daughter's tuition fees? Didn't he also use this to sell his philanthropy?"

Li Qiang snorted disdainfully: "What's more, if he paid my daughter to go to school, I should give her to him and let him spoil it? My daughter is only twelve years old, and she doesn't understand anything. Shang Yiran, he Are you still human?"