Chapter 330

I love Mu Yichen. I think I deserve his love. Despite my divorce, I still carefully protect my reputation. This is not humble, but the sincere emotion in deep love. I just want to leave him a perfect self as far as possible.

But the original marriage, after all, is the most wrong choice. Now, I am bearing the consequences of this mistake. The grievances I can say are not grievances. But at the moment, I really have words of suffering.

At first, I had no choice but to marry Zhengyu. Looking up and swallowing my tears, I have a bitter water in my heart. The viscera are eroded by pain.

Mu Yichen held me in his arms. He could feel the difference of my body. What was engraved in his eyes was deep love.

A kiss on my forehead: "don't worry, there's me!"

Mu Yichen's voice was very gentle and filled my heart in an instant. I looked up at him, and the panic in my eyes slowly dispersed.

Bao Yifan walked to the window in three or two steps, and his voice came over: "Yichen, the reporters are piled at the door. This is not the way!"

If the previous news only attacked me, now Zhengyu is aimed at both of us, including Yixing group.

"The prenuptial agreement was notarized by a lawyer. He distorted the facts so much that I went to the media to announce the truth." I couldn't swallow it.

"Don't go." Mu Yichen said, "if you go now, the reporters won't listen to you at all. Now is the time of the storm. The journalists will only want to make things big and make money. So at this time, they won't care about the truth. They will only want to earn high profits on this heat."

"What shall we do now?" my face showed anxiety.

"Zhengyu just wants to slander you and make headlines. He said so much and put himself in the most pitiful position to win people's sympathy."

Most people in the world are ordinary families. They don't hate the rich, but when this happens, most people will stand on the side of the weak.

Mu Yichen is very rational and clear.

"In addition to signing a prenuptial agreement with Zhengyu, do you have the income bill of Zhengyu company or the benefits he gets from you? Do you have any evidence?"

I shook my head with a dark look on my face: "I never asked about his company at the beginning. I only know that saiwenge gave him a lot of help in order to make me live well, but I don't know what happened between them." the voice was bitter.

"Yes, I remember when saiwenge helped him introduce the boss to expand his wealth, he must have made a lot of money. Now his dog bit LV Dongbin. It's really heartless." Ding Jiawei continued: "why don't we call the police? These reporters have interfered with our normal work."

"It's no use calling the police, and they didn't break the law." Bao Yifan frowned, turned to Mu Yichen and said, "how do these reporters know you've come to the company?"

Mu Yichen's eyes were silent.

At present, the reporters outside are ready to rush in.

On the TV in the office, Zhengyu exposed several photos. As soon as our faces changed, we recognized them at a glance.

That's the picture of Grandpa Zheng and grandma Zheng robbing happy children when they were in hospital. From the picture above, grandma Zheng seems to have been pushed by me.

Zhengyu's voice rang out: "my grandfather liked Letong very much. Last time my grandfather had a big birthday and wanted to see the child, I picked her up. But as soon as Mo Yuhan appeared, he wanted to take the child back, accusing me that the child had nothing to do with me and hurt my grandmother."

The reporter at the scene immediately came forward to take these photos, which were enlarged on the TV screen.

"Mr. Zheng, according to you, Mo Yuhan divorced you because of the appearance of general manager mu. Do you hate her?" a reporter asked with a microphone.

"I hate her, but I also love her. As long as she is willing to bring her children back, we can still live a simple and plain life as before. I will still treat her as if I first met and love her." in the camera, Zhengyu has a sincere face and is very emotional.

"Bah!" Ding Jiawei spit disdainfully and said, "I've been colluding with Xu Xinyuan for a long time. These words are really disgusting."

Hearing this, I suddenly changed my face, disdain and ridicule on my face. Love me? ha-ha! The funniest joke in the world.

Love, can I still get together with Xu Xinyuan?

At this time, the TV screen switches, and the host says: "As soon as this video was exposed, it caused a lot of heated discussion. Everyone obviously cares about the former marriage life of Mo Yuhan, the fiancee of Yixing president. After all, a divorced woman is so legendary that she is liked by a president like Mu Yichen. OK, now let's switch to the reporters in the outfield and see what's going on there."

On TV, we saw the picture at the door of the company. The reporter appeared in the picture. There were a lot of people scrambling to come in, but they were stopped by the security guard.

"Hello everyone, hello audience. Where I am now is at the gate of Hanyun garment company of Yixing, but we haven't seen Mu and Mo Yuhan. I don't know what they will explain in the face of such public opinion. I will report to the audience what will happen in the future."

Numerous journalists and noisy voices have blocked the door of the company.

The people working in the whole company were frightened. Where have they seen such a scene? It was time for lunch, but no one dared to go out for dinner.

Although we all know that those journalists did not come because of them, they were afraid of being affected. It doesn't matter to have a hungry meal, but it's on the headlines

Through the glass of the office, I looked at the employees outside the office. Everyone looked anxious and looked forward to my office from time to time.

"Yi Chen, what should we do now?"

Mu Yichen looked at Bao Yifan and asked, "where is your car parked?"

"Underground parking."

"OK, you take the happy boy out first."

"What about you?"

Mu Yichen put a hook on the corner of his mouth: "I'll go to the press conference with you."

Media reporters are synonymous with contemporary gossip. Such people can neither offend nor let go.

Although Mu Yichen and I are not public figures in the media, there is no need to be so afraid of reporters. But at this critical moment, every word that the reporter spits out will undoubtedly incite countless netizens. Standing at the door of the company for so long, some reporters began to make complaints about it.

"Mo Yuhan is too famous. So many of us have been waiting here for so long that she can't come out. What do you mean? It's great to have mu Yichen supporting us!"

"Please inform director Mo that it's hard for her to come out and meet everyone."

"Yes! She's not serious!"

"Please come out."

"Yes, come out."

“……”

A dozen security guards looked at each other, and they could hardly resist the poisonous tongue of reporters. At this time, a luxury car came out of the company's underground garage, and the reporters ran up and surrounded the car.

can 't do anything.

"Mr. mu, Miss Mo, please get out of the car and explain to me." their pictures immediately appeared on TV.

"President Mu..."

"Miss Mo......"

……

There was a loud noise. Looking through the glass, there were all crowded figures.

Bao Yifan's car horn kept ringing, but he was drowned by the noise of reporters. No one meant to leave.

The crowd outside, as if to divide his car into five parts, he pressed down the window.

Looking at the sliding glass, the reporters were immediately excited. One by one, they quickly carried their cameras and pointed the microphone at the car.

But when they saw Bao Yifan's face, everyone was stunned and silent.