"Ms. Ji Xiang, please answer our question, why did you steal the design manuscript of Shi's Clothing Group?"

"Also, why did you hit someone?"

After the reporter finished asking the question, he pointed the microphone at her.

Jixiang was so angry that she thought that these people would get out of the way if she answered.

She said angrily: "Those designs are the drafts of my own design, can't I control my own design drafts?"

After yelling, she calmed down, and said again: "I didn't hit anyone, it was she who kept pulling me to not let me go, I just pushed her away."

"Hehe, are you pushing her away? She can't move anymore, and she has already called for emergency services. We are all witnesses." The reporter said sarcastically.

Jixiang became even more angry: "You people don't mean anything. You just said that as long as I answer these two questions, you will give way. Now that I have answered, you are still so aggressive!"

The reporters didn't listen to her at all. The more anxious she was, the more the reporters could catch her fault.

"Ms. Ji Xiang, you haven't solved these two problems yet, what are you worrying about?" the reporter said.

Jixiang couldn't take it anymore, she clenched her fists, her explosive power increased, and she punched the reporters and the machines open one by one.

The reporters surrounding her were beaten to the ground one by one. The reporters behind saw that she was so tough, so they didn't dare to go forward, and retreated wisely to make way for her.

Seeing that there was a way, Jixiang rushed out instantly.

It disappeared after a while.

The reporters who were knocked to the ground just now writhed on the ground in pain.

The reporters who were not beaten looked at the back of Jixiang rushing out in horror, with lingering fear in their hearts.

This woman is really tough.

Jixiang managed to escape from the crowd of reporters, ran to the side of the road, hailed a taxi, and reported the address of Shi Zeyu's villa.

The car drove away quickly.

Sitting in the car, Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

The woman who pulled her just now, she knows, is the international superstar Chu Xizi.

But she couldn't figure it out, why did Chu Xizi bring a bunch of reporters to trouble her?

Was Shi Zeyu instigated?

That's right, it was rumored that Chu Xizi and Shi Zeyu were a couple, and it was understandable that Chu Xizi came to trouble her in order to help Shi Zeyu.

Damn Shi Zeyu, he was so cruel to her!

The more Jixiang thought about it, the more angry he became.

Soon, she rushed to Shi Zeyu's villa.

As soon as she entered the hall, she shouted: "Shi Zeyu, come out! Come out!"

Shi Zeyu opened the door and walked out quickly. Seeing Ji Xiang, he said proudly and angrily, "I thought you forgot your parrot."

"Shi Zeyu, hand over my parrot quickly, or I'll blow your head off!" Jixiang pointed at him and roared angrily.

"Just because of you, you still want to blow my head off?" Shi Zeyu chuckled: "Are you my opponent?"

"Isn't it? Try it and you'll know!" After Ji Xiang finished speaking, he punched Shi Zeyu.

Shi Zeyu cleverly avoided her punch.

Jixiang made another punch with the other hand, but Shi Zeyu pinched her hand in his hand, and with one forceful force, she cut her hand behind her back.

Jixiang kicked him again, but Shi Zeyu pinched her leg between his legs.

One hand was grasped, one foot was clamped, and Jixiang couldn't move at all.

She fought back against Shi Zeyu with the strength she could only use.

She was already unbalanced, so if she used force, her body would fall down immediately, and Shi Zeyu almost couldn't hold her back.

He stretched out his other hand instinctively, supporting her upper body and keeping her balanced.

Just when I stretched out my hand, I felt a mass of softness.