your name, my story

Chapter 74
"Mrs. Zhong, how did you get the mark on your neck?"

"Mrs. Zhong, how is your relationship with Mr. Zhong?"

"Mrs. Zhong..."

"Mrs. Zhong!"

The microphones were all crowded in front of An Nuan, and the flashing lights were flickering. An Nuan's face was pale, full of panic, fear, unable to resist this kind of purposeful persecution, and the whole person was squeezed and fell directly on the stairs.

The reporter did not let her go, but pressed her harder.

"Mrs. Zhong, I heard that you have always had a bad relationship with Mr. Zhong. A few days ago, Mo's design drawings were also made by you. Mrs. Zhong, please answer everyone, have you betrayed your husband Mr. Zhong?"

"Mrs. Zhong, we received a report that you were in the hospital with your concubine last night..."

An Nuan covered her ears with her hands, shook her head, and lowered her head.

"I'm not Mrs. Zhong, I'm not Mrs. Zhong..."

No one cared about her feelings, and the questions became more and more sharp, and the flashing light accompanied by the sound of 'click', like a nightmare, made her breathless.

Behind her, a strong arm clasped her hand.

"What are you doing?"

Han Yize protected An Nuan behind him, and yelled at the reporter in front of him.

On the other side, Zhuang Tinghe was talking to a male reporter with his head down...

"Master Han, may I ask if Mrs. Zhong is you?"

"What's Mrs. Zhong, Mrs. Up, Mrs. Down?"

Han Yize looked at the reporter who asked the question coldly. Due to the influence of the Han family, the reporters were silent for a while.

"I was at the hospital gate early in the morning. Is it because I was full and had nothing to do? Then Han Yixin is dating Shengfeng, why didn't you get any wind?"

He raised his voice, dressed in a grass-green suit with a stand-up collar, and goose-yellow vanity shoes, he stood there, attracting everyone's attention.

Han Yixin, Han Yize's younger sister, is the queen of showbiz.

As soon as his words came out, some reporters left quickly. After all, the news over there was more valuable.

However, after another voice sounded, everyone's footsteps stopped again.

"Excuse me, Young Master Han, what is your relationship with Mrs. Zhong? You protect her like this. Could it be that you were the man who was with her last night?"

A male reporter came from one side, holding a microphone, and his voice was amplified.

Around the corner, Zhuang Tinghe had already gone upstairs, ready to go to the second floor to record this good show.

"Which newspaper do you belong to?"

Han Yize felt the trembling of the people behind him, his brows were furrowed, his displeasure was imprinted there.

"Is Young Master Han trying to cover up the facts and threaten me with words?"

The man looked proud, and the people around him had already memorized his words, and the flashing lights didn't stop.

"Mrs. Zhong really doesn't know what to do. She betrays the company, hooks up with men, and is good at everything."

"Say one more thing, I won't let you stay in Beicheng."

An Nuan tugged at Han Yize's cuffs, and when he looked over, she stood beside him, even though her eye sockets were slightly red, but her face was indifferent.

She suddenly appeared, and everyone continued to ask questions.

"I'm not Mrs. Zhong. Yesterday, I signed a divorce agreement with Zhong Shengxin."

The reporters were in an uproar.
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On the other side, the man's gaze fell on this side closely. Seeing the woman standing in the crowd with an indifferent expression on her face, his eyebrows frowned even tighter.

"Ah Xin..."

Zhong Xinqin held his hand tightly, her voice trembling.

"An Nuan is blocked by those reporters, should we help her?"

She followed the man's gaze, her eyes were full of disgust, but her voice seemed to be thinking of her.

Zhong Shengxin lowered his eyes and glanced at the belly of the woman beside him.

"Let's go, there are many people, be careful."

Zhong Xinqin's eyes were full of smiles, she held his hand generously, and walked towards the door, the male was tall and straight, and the female was beautiful and gentle, which naturally attracted the attention of others.

An Nuan looked at the background where the two left side by side, her heart felt like being torn apart by an invisible big hand.

The person over there paused slightly, Zhong Shengxin looked over, she looked at him, and their eyes collided.

She could feel his indifference and alienation even from such a long distance.

His eyes fell on the hands of the two people who were holding each other. The direction they came out from was the gynecology department.

An Nuan's eyes suddenly felt astringent.

"Miss An, were you the one who stole the blueprint of Zhong's Royal Grace Garden to Mo's?"

A mic squeezes forward, and the problem ensues...

"Miss An, the Mo family is facing a shock right now. May I ask if it has anything to do with you? Someone once saw you entering Mo Jiuxing's room at night."

The temples throbbed with pain.

There was an oppressive atmosphere in the air, which made it hard for her to breathe.

Zhong Shengxin, Zhong Shengxin, I'm in such a mess, isn't it just as you expected?
Sent to bed last night, opened the door to catch rape in the morning, and even arranged to send a reporter here.

Nothing but her, notoriety.

The final result of this marriage --- a complete failure.

"Yes, what you said is true."

An Nuan closed her eyes, her voice was full of despair.

The flashlight landed on her face, her pale skin, dark eyes, but the corners of her lips curled up, and her faint smile was unique, but it also made people feel distressed inexplicably.

"Yes, I gave the manuscript to Mo Shi; yes, I went into Mo Jiuxing's room that night; yes, I was the one everyone said I don't know..."

An Nuan's voice came from across the air, as if telling everyone about other people's affairs, until behind him, the man who suddenly came into everyone's sight...

The waist tightened, and An Nuan was hugged forcibly. She lay in his arms, and he pressed her head.

His deep gaze slid across everyone's faces, and finally, he looked into the distance.

"Xiao Nuan, raise your head."

Lu Chengxi's voice came from above her head, An Nuan raised her head, the man's handsome face magnified infinitely in front of her, and finally, he caught her lips.

She froze there...

The sound of a man swearing.

"An Nuan, from now on, I belong to Lu Chengxi. If you have any questions, please ask me directly."

"..."

Things happened so fast that everyone didn't react to it.

An Nuan was even more so, looking at the man's profile, he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

"Mr. Lu, I heard that you have a fiancée, then Zhong, be a lady..."

"Where did the news come from?"

Lu Chengxi asked lightly, but the light in his eyes made the other party shut up, and he even took two steps back.

He, the CEO of Chengrui, is the only grandson after the Lu family in the Hong family in Beicheng.

He keeps a low profile all the year round, and there is no frivolous information about him in the newspapers.

"My fiancée, the person I like, so far she is the only one, An Nuan, will you marry me?"

"..."

The man was kneeling down on one knee, and on his hand was a ring he had prepared from somewhere...

(End of this chapter)