Gao Leng school grass: the reborn empress is not easy to mess with

Chapter 270 287 Don't Talk
Yan Qiliang didn't answer, resting his chin with one hand, still indifferent as usual, several security guards came in and dragged away the reporter who was talking.

Everyone was stunned, and the reporter was still shouting after being grabbed by his hands: "Now Yan Jiyuan is about to die, and Yan's family is at stake. Do you think you can get out like last time if you do this?"

Yan Qiliang smiled indifferently: "I said that you can ask any questions, except to say bad things, I believe this kind of professionalism doesn't need me to emphasize to you."

One sentence made all the reporters present look sideways. I have to say that what the person said just now was indeed too much, and it is reasonable for Yan Qiliang to do so.

But so what?What they want is popularity and traffic. If every reporter is so honest, does the world still need reporters?

"Miss Yan, it was rumored that the actress Nian Nuan was banned and imprisoned by you because she was with Ming Shao. Is this true?"

"Miss Yan, do you really want to let Mr. Yan's life's hard work be ruined in your hands?"

The question was directed at Yan Qiliang, and Yang Feng's voice came from the bluetooth headset Yan Qiliang was wearing, and Yan's stock price fell another three points.

Yan Qiliang frowned slightly, raised his eyes, and regained his previous indifference, looked at the audience, and smiled faintly, his whole body looked pale and weak.

Yan Mingnuo came up, Yan Qiliang pulled Yan Mingnuo's tie, made Yan Mingnuo lean over, and kissed him. With a smile on his face, Yan Qiliang put his arms around Yan Qiliang's waist, and the kiss deepened immediately. The spotlights under the lights rushed to flash.

This press conference was broadcast live, so the Internet has already exploded. Therefore, millions of people present and live viewers just watched the two tongue kisses for more than five minutes, and everyone was excited.

Ji Mingnuo let go of Yan Qiliang, Yan Qiliang only felt that every cell in his body was hypoxic, and his eyes looking at Ji Mingnuo were hazy and extremely charming.

Ji Mingnuo looked at the group of reporters below who had become heart-eyed, his eyes sank slightly, and he asked Yan Qiliang to sit on a chair beside him, and then stood in front of Yan Qiliang.

Yan Qiliang raised his eyebrows: "Brother Ji, what are you doing?"

Hearing Yan Qiliang's soft voice that hadn't even caught his breath, Ji Mingnuo felt as if a kitten's fluffy paw had gently scratched his heart: "Don't talk."

Yan Qiliang: "..." Meow meow?

Ji Mingnuo and Yan Qiliang turned around after talking, and glanced lightly at the media in the audience. The temperature in the auditorium was more than one degree lower than that of Yan Qiliang, and even Si Qing, who had been watching the live broadcast in Akabane Academy, felt to the cold that penetrates the screen.

"Keep asking, why don't you ask?"

Ji Mingnuo stood, still as abstinent and noble as before, but every word he said seemed to carry the chill from hell, making people dare not even breathe too much.

Ji Mingnuo raised his eyes, and in an instant, the entire auditorium was as cold as an ice cellar.

"From your question just now, do you think that I, Ji Mingnuo, don't even have the right to choose my lover?"

In the audience, the reporter who asked the question just now gasped, and almost blurted out the word "no".

Ji Mingnuo didn't stop: "Or, do you think Nian Nuan is more beautiful than Yan Qiliang or more talented than Yan Qiliang, what capital do I have to make me dislike Yan Qiliang and like her instead?"

Yan Qiliang: "..." This is an insult, and at the same time, she praised her again, um, very cool.

　I re-watched the China Literature Super IP Festive Ceremony, and the feeling that someone finally started to pay attention to network authors is really heartwarming

　　
　
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