Chapter 456

With a question, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly exploded.

"What?" Xiao Yan, who was still angry just now, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this sentence: "Gao imitation? What do you mean?"

Han Muzi accidentally picked her eyebrows and high imitation dress?

She looked at Zhao Yiru's blue dress carefully. Previously, because of the light rendering, she only felt that the color of the dress was not particularly beautiful. Now, without the light rendering, the shortcomings of the fake were exposed.

Under the reflection of incandescent lamps, countless shortcomings have been revealed.

High imitation?

From my brother? Thinking of this, Han Muzi couldn't help but hook her lips.

When did he get so dark?

Thinking, a hot line of sight came from his side, which was as strong as fire and could not be ignored.

Han Muzi quickly put away the smile on her lips, then pursed her lips and looked at the stage with a faint expression.

After being asked by the media, Zhao Yiru on the stage stiffened his smile on his beautiful face, and then drew from the corners of his mouth: "what are you talking about? What high imitation? Is this genuine?"

She didn't believe that she was wearing a high imitation, because Chen also said that the skirt was bought at a high price. Soon after he left, someone sent the skirt to her, which made her proud for a long time. Now someone said that she was wearing a fake. Zhao Yiru naturally disagreed.

Entertainment journalists dig for whatever materials they have, regardless of whether your face exists or not.

Therefore, seeing that Zhao Yiru changed his face, he not only didn't converge, but intensified.

"Don't Miss Zhao know? The genuine version of your dress has been purchased by the boss of Hans group, and there has always been only one dress of this brand. Let's ask Miss Zhao, this is not a high imitation. Is it still the brand that made two pieces of one style this time?"

Listen to me, Han Muzi has a meal. I didn't expect the news from this reporter to be so fast?

Zhao Yiru turned pale when told by the media reporter. For a moment, she didn't know how to react. Instead, her agent reacted quickly and hurried to the stage and said: "This media friend, I think you may have misunderstood. I mean, how can this skirt be a fake? Everyone has witnessed it with their own eyes. Moreover, the news you have received is not necessarily true. After all, it is people from two different circles. It may be just similar. Well, please ask other questions."

Originally, this matter could be exposed quickly, but who let them meet entertainment journalists? Entertainment journalists are not so easy to dismiss, so the man did not retreat, but the problem became more acute.

"What you said, is it that the boss of Han group deceived people? The skirt style is obviously the same and has a name. How can it be just similar?"

Zhao Yiru was very angry, but she heard from the entertainment reporter that the skirt was bought by the boss of Han's group. She knew that Han Qing sent the skirt again this evening.

Is it... Really Han Qing, who has always been cool and famous, steady and self-sustaining?

At the thought of this, Zhao Yiru's mood immediately boils. If Han Qing really bought it, he gave it to her? Unexpectedly... She thought it was just an ordinary object of admiration. Unexpectedly, the other party was Han Qing.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yiru cleared his throat and said directly: "Let me tell you the truth. Actually, I didn't order this dress myself. Before the opening, I received the news from the brand that this dress was bought at a high price. At that time, I was also shocked. I was still thinking what I would wear later. But I didn't expect that an anonymous person sent this dress. To tell you the truth, I didn't know where this dress was until you said who bought it Which anonymous person gave it to me. "

Speaking of the back, Zhao Yiru's eyes have a proud look.

People at the scene inevitably sigh.

"Did Han Qing, the boss of Han's group, give this skirt to Zhao Yiru?"

"Can't you? I heard that Han Qing hasn't taken a fancy to any one up to now? Why did he suddenly treat Zhao like another?"

"Can't she be lying?"

The more the discussion, the matter was sublimated.

At first, people thought she was wearing a fake, so they despised her more, but now they found that what she was wearing was not a fake, but someone else bought her all the money. The key person was the boss of Han group.

In Beicheng, who doesn't know Han's group?

So many people look at Zhao Yiru and suddenly become envious and jealous.

The aura of the scene was completely robbed by Zhao Yiru. Many people scrambled to get the microphone in front of her.

"Excuse me, how did you get to know Han Qing? Such an excellent man gave you a dress. Does he like you?"

Zhao Yiru smiled shyly and whispered, "I don't know. If you want to know, you can ask him yourself."

"Yi Ru, can you tell us how you feel now? Are you excited or not?"

"Mood? Thank Mr. Han for giving me this skirt. I... like it very much." Zhao Yiru smiled coyly again, and then looked at Lin Xinghuo's position, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Zhao Yiru was almost mad when she saw the skirt on her.

She had her skirt broken, but why did she wear a better looking and better one? At first, many media rushed in front of her.

However, beautiful things will always become vulnerable in front of public opinion.

Realizing that the event had been distorted, the on-site brand dealer cleared his throat and said, "ladies and gentlemen, I know you are very concerned about the star's private life, but today is a press conference, so I still hope you can pay attention to Miss Zhao's jewelry. The question session has been completed. Next, please invite Miss Zhao and Miss Lin to the center to take photos."

Zhao Yiru smiled and nodded: "the host is right. I hope you can pay more attention to the brand side."

"Hypocrisy! Bah!"

The little Yan under the stage spit hard, "this man is disgusting. She won't really think that the skirt on her was given to her by Han Qing? Does she deserve it?"

Han Muzi was also a little confused. She didn't expect the situation to develop like this.

"What the hell is going on?"

Leng Yueyue, holding Xiaoyan's arm, looked depressed: "I also want to ask what's going on? Who's Han Qing? How do you like Zhao Yiru? And..."

She glanced at the slender and powerful man on Han Muzi's side and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

The scene that Han Muzi fell into his arms just now really frightened her. It was yetingchen