Black-bellied president, love is too much!

Chapter 118 The Effect of the Press Conference ([-])
This kid was very defensive. He used his phone to call his mother and deleted the call history.

He snatched his mobile phone from him, and said angrily: "Don't trust me, don't use my mobile phone, go! Call your mother with the fixed line."

He pointed to the fixed words on the coffee table with a bad tone.

Xiao Yangyang pursed her lips and remained silent.

His mother is very beautiful, and his mobile phone number must not be disclosed. He deleted the call records because he was afraid that someone would harass his mother. This is a habit. It is the same for everyone. There is nothing wrong.

I don't know why my uncle is unhappy.

Xiao Yangyang pouted, jumped off the sofa, ran to the landline, hugged the receiver, tiptoed, and reached for the dial key to call her mother again.

He lost his way and couldn't remember Chen Hao's mobile phone number, so he had to call his mother and ask her to pick him up.

But when the phone was called, no one answered.

here...

Mu Ziyuan turned on the locator and found that Xia Haiqing's position had stopped halfway, and there was no sign of moving, so he frowned.

Did I guess wrong?She didn't come to Dihao Restaurant, but she was going to stop halfway?

She has been in this position for 10 minutes, who is she with and what is she doing?

Mu Ziyuan was a little annoyed by guessing. He felt that it was too boring for him to guess the woman's mind here, so he opened the address book, found the coward who was a money fan, made a phone call, and decided to interrogate himself.

At this time, Xiao Yangyang and Mu Ziyuan dialed the same number...the two bumped into each other.

So Mu Ziyuan heard a mechanical reply: "I'm sorry, the number you dialed is currently on the line..."

He played a few more times in succession, with the same result.

Fack!

Who on earth has been calling Xia Haiqing so much that he can't get in? !
The culprit, Xiao Yangyang, didn't know about it. He couldn't get through a single call, so he stretched out his hand and scratched his buttocks, and continued to call persistently.

Depressed... Mom, you should answer the phone!The baby is lost.

After I don't know how many times... the reply to Xiao Yangyang is no longer no one answered, but it rang twice and was hung up.

His little heart, which had been persistently making phone calls, was instantly shattered.

Mom hung up on him, she actually hung up on him! ... so sad.

At this time, Mu Ziyuan's cell phone rang.

After hearing this, Xiao Yangyang turned around suddenly, looked at Mu Ziyuan with sparkling eyes, and asked, "Is that my mother?"

Mu Ziyuan glanced at the notes, put his index finger on his lips, made a silent gesture to Xiao Yangyang, hooked his lips happily and said, "It's my woman!"

The tone couldn't hide the joy.

Xiao Yangyang lowered her head, it's not her mother...

Then, he continued to turn around and call his mother with his butt pouted.

So, Xiao Yangyang kept hearing the aunt in the microphone say: Sorry, the phone number you dialed is currently on the line...

Mu Ziyuan smiled and glanced at the poor Xiao Yangyang, leaning on the back of the sofa, with a cigarette in his mouth, opened the screen, connected the phone, and said lazily: "What's wrong?"

At 200 meters from the exit of the expressway, Xia Haiqing's taxi was suddenly hit by a reporter's car. She leaned forward suddenly and almost hit her head.

The taxi driver said he was going for maintenance, and opened the door to let Xia Haiqing get out of the car.

Xia Haiqing took the bag and got out of the car. Before he could summon another taxi to get in, reporters and photographers suddenly surrounded him.

A series of flashing lights kept flashing at her, and various sharp questions were raised.

"Miss Xia, have you seen the news about Zhang Yuanyuan today? Zhang Yuanyuan held a press conference and said that someone framed her, and the pictures were synthesized with high technology, not herself. May I ask if it has anything to do with you?"

"Miss Xia, Weibo blogger Tianya has been trying to clarify the situation for you on the Internet, saying that the ring originally belonged to Miss Xia, Zhang Yuanyuan stole your ring to attract you to the press conference, and then used the power of fans to create public opinion on you , then may I ask if what Tianya said is true? Also, does Miss Xia know Tianya?"

"Miss Xia, would you please tell us the story between that four-leaf clover platinum ring and you?"

"Miss Xia..."

……

Xia Haiqing was suddenly bombarded with a series of harsh questions, which made Xia Haiqing unable to react for a while.

Instinctively dodging the flash, she stepped back step by step, and finally leaned her back against the railing, unable to retreat.

Obviously, the car crash just now and the siege of so many reporters were not accidental. Someone had leaked her route long ago, and then there was such a scene.

Just who would reveal her whereabouts?
Xia Haiqing stared coldly at the driver in the taxi he just took. The driver put on a black hat. Seeing Xia Haiqing looking over, he sneered, put on a mask, and drove away.

She didn't have time to pay attention to this person when she got in the car. Now that she looked closely, she realized that she had some impressions. She had seen him once. He seemed to be Zhang Yuanyuan's male assistant at the press conference of "Three Lives and Forgotten Rivers".

Xia Haiqing's face was pale, and he knew that he had been tricked.

Too many words in front of reporters will lead to failure. Once you answer a question, there will be endless more questions later. Xia Haiqing knows this well, and these reporters were specially called...

So in the face of various questions from the reporters, Xia Haiqing didn't answer anything, just evaded.

Seeing that they couldn't find anything to ask, several reporters began hitting Xia Haiqing with their limbs intentionally or unintentionally. Xia Haiqing staggered back and almost fell down.

Xia Haiqing was angry, and said with a cold face:
"Sorry, I don't accept interviews, please get out of the way, or I will call the police."

Then, she took out her mobile phone and dialed 110.

Raising his left hand, the diamond ring that Mu Ziyuan gave her on the ring finger some time ago appeared in front of everyone.

Sharp-eyed reporters seized the opportunity and snapped photos.

"Miss Xia, if the four-leaf clover ring belongs to you, it must have been given by your husband or a more important man. Then, where is the unique blue rose diamond ring worth 500 million yuan from a romantic brand designer on your finger now?" A gift from a benefactor? A lover or a bed partner?"

"If Miss Xia doesn't answer, she is admitting that she has accepted other men's rings!"

"So, the news reports some time ago have all become facts. In private, Ms. Xia is a courtesan who has been going back and forth among many gold masters!"

When the problem came to this point, even though Xia Haiqing had a good temper, his face was still blue.

"This is a malicious personal attack, which is against the law, don't you know?! Get out of the way! If anyone stops me, believe it or not, I will sue you in court!"

Xia Haiqing blushed and shouted angrily. She pushed away the people around her and started to walk out.

For a woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, the threats seemed so ridiculous.

The reporter didn't take it seriously at all and still didn't let her go.

Taking advantage of Xia Haiqing's inattention, a poor-quality male reporter slammed into her side with his arm.

(End of this chapter)