When the reporter heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. He coughed twice, waved his hand and said, "Mr. Mu, you can't say that. We... Although I am a small media, we are also very professional."
"Professional attention to this kind of issue?" Mu Xinglan sneered, his good-looking eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost, "Listen, I have nothing to say about the things on Weibo. If you have time to pay attention to these things, why don't you report them well?" Meaningful thing!"
"No, Mr. Mu, now your matter has become a hot topic in society, and many people are concerned about it." A bold reporter rushed over and looked at Mu Xinglan.
However, Mu Xinglan sneered heavily, shook his head and said, "What they care about is gossip."
"No, it's your concern. We need you to explain to the public."
"Yes, that little sweetheart also needs your explanation."
"Whether it's your child or not, as a man, you should give a reasonable explanation, right?"
The reporters quickly surrounded Mu Xinglan with each other.
Mu Xinglan's eyes darkened slightly, and a piercing light overflowed from his eyes, as if at this moment, he was an emperor who came out of the Ice and Snow Kingdom.
Just a blink of an eye can make everyone tremble.
Several people swallowed and looked at him.
"That...Mr. Mu, we can understand your feelings, but when a man encounters a problem, he must always take responsibility, and he must admit what needs to be admitted." A reporter was still saying.
Mu Xinglan tilted his head slightly, and sneered heavily, "You mean, I should be responsible for all of you?"
"No, no, we're talking about that little Miss Sweetheart." The reporter said.
Mu Xinglan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his slender fingers slowly straightened his neckline, then tilted his head and looked at the reporters with a smile.
It's just that his smile looked even more frightening. The reporters subconsciously swallowed a few mouthfuls of spit, and none of them dared to really provoke him.
"Listen." Mu Xinglan said, with cold words, "I don't know that woman, and her child has nothing to do with me. If she wants to touch porcelain, then continue to touch porcelain. I definitely won't do it for a strange woman. use of public resources."
Reporter: "You mean, even if the child is born and proves to be yours, you won't recognize it, right?"
Instead of being angry, Mu Xinglan smiled, waved his hands and said, "I said before, the child is not mine, you haven't heard clearly?"
The implication is that the reporter's assumption is simply not valid.
When the reporter heard this, he couldn't help frowning, nodded and said, "Of course we understand, but there are exceptions to everything."
"There are no exceptions here. I know who I like. You don't need to remind me." Mu Xinglan glanced coldly at the reporter.
I don't know what the reporter was thinking at the time, but he suddenly shouted, "You don't like that lady because you like Cheng Xiaobai. You want to be gay and stink with Cheng Xiaobai, right?"
After he shouted, the scene fell silent instantly, and everyone was looking at Mu Xinglan.
At this moment, everyone wanted to know how Mu Xinglan would react.
As for Mu Xinglan, he tilted his head, raised the corners of his lips, and pulled out a wicked and bright smile. He hooked his fingers at the reporter.
"Come here," he said.
The reporter thought that he would have big news, so he approached excitedly.