250 Raids: There's a girl next door

The three reporters didn't know which newspaper they belonged to, and they didn't introduce themselves. They kept asking questions as soon as they came on stage, and they were all bold questions.

In fact, Ms. Wan has been urging the engagement. She and Xia Qihang are trying to date, but the elders are waiting anxiously.

A few days ago, Ms. Wan urged her again, and she casually said that next month, she never told Xia Qihang about this matter.

How did the media know?

Could it be that Ms. Wan announced it?She doesn't want to use this trick to force her to commit the crime, she is not such a confused person.

Xia Qihang raised his hand, embracing Pei Ruomian's shoulders naturally, facing the reporter with a calm smile on his face.

Pei Ruomian smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.

To be honest, Xia Qihang treated her really well. Since we met, he has maintained a persevering attitude. Whether she loves him or not, he is there, and he will never leave.

But don't bother her, give her enough freedom, don't force her.

In an instant, Xia Qihang's good things played back in her mind, one by one, one by one.

"Miss Mianmian, can you tell me at which hotel you and Dr. Xia plan to get engaged? Who are the guests you invited?"

"Yes, yes, did Ms. Mianmian invite Mr. Cheng from Remote Group?"

It was Cheng Changke again. When he came in, he was questioned by a large group of fans, and now he was pressed by reporters when he went out, all of which revolved around the topic of her and Cheng Changke.

She almost forgot their adult past, why do these people always love to hold on?

She frowned, pursed her lips in embarrassment, and secretly squinted at Xia Qihang who was standing beside her.

She could only feel the temperature from the palm of the big hand on her shoulder being transmitted to her body little by little, it felt very warm and solid.

He still maintained the same attitude as before, not forcing her, not urging her, giving her time and freedom.

"Miss Mianmian, do you still miss Mr. Cheng of the Remote Group?"

The reporter asked another harsh question.

Pei Ruomian raised her head when she heard the words, and looked at the reporter who was asking questions, with confusion in her black eyes.

Does she still miss Cheng Yanke?

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his indifferent and aloof image was sketched in her mind. When he occasionally raised his lips, he could get a glimpse of surprise.

Even though the trouble was unpleasant, she still couldn't get enough of it when she recalled it.

Just a little longing, a little hatred, not unbearable, but tormenting, like a thorn growing on the bridge of the nose, neither painful nor itchy, but its existence cannot be ignored.

Xia Qihang didn't expect that the reporter would ask Pei Ruomian such a direct question in front of him, he was a little annoyed, and his face gradually turned ugly.

He was angry not because these reporters were blind to him, but because he understood Pei Ruomian's character and knew her heart clearly.

She would lie and say that she had forgotten about Cheng Chengke, but she didn't want to tell the public that she fell in love with him, Xia Qihang.

"You don't need to pay attention to their questions, let's go to dinner."

Xia Qihang lowered his head and whispered in Pei Ruomian's ear.

The reporter forced her, but he couldn't force her. Love requires tolerance and even more respect.

So far, he is still willing to be a spare tire. It is his luck if she can use it along the way, and it is his happiness if he still does not come in handy at the end.

Pei Ruomian came back to her senses, and looked sideways at Xia Qihang, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

She stretched out her left hand to hold his right hand, her lips curved slightly, and her eyes shone warmly, "I think you are more suitable than him."