Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke really didn't like this kind of occasion. Seeing so many people coming, she began to feel uneasy.

She didn't like the places where there were many people. She always felt that even the oxygen in the air was almost completely absorbed by them.

"Miss Mingke, I heard that you and Mr. Beiming of imperial group were engaged when they were in Oriental International. Is this true?" One of the reporters who pushed to the front immediately picked up the phone and asked.

It's really impolite for someone to push her out of the room.

So I have to ask about the topic of no nutrition. I have been on TV and in the newspaper. Is there any fake? If you want to ask, you should ask something strong.

A microphone was handed over again, and another reporter asked, "Miss Mingke, I heard that you were very close to Mr. Nangong lie recently, and even went to a hotel to open a room. But unfortunately, Mr. Beiming caught you on the spot. I don't know what Mr. Beiming did to miss Mingke afterwards? Have you broken your engagement now? "

As soon as the words came out, an uproar was heard all around.

The topic of breaking the engagement is really hot enough, not to mention Nangong lie, another international celebrity.

Nangong lie, whose name is louder than situ Yao, the hero of the film, is not well-known. However, with Nangong lie, the value of the current topic hype can't even compare with situ Yao.

"Miss Mingke, I heard that you and Mr. nangonglie stayed in the hotel for more than an hour before leaving. What are you doing on the way? Do you stay in your room all the time? Can Mr. Nangong lie still satisfy you? "

"Miss Mingke, I heard that Mr. nangonglie's fans are openly protesting. Some people even say that they want to disfigure you. Are you afraid? Do you want to consider going back to Mr. Beiming? He is so powerful that he can protect you. "

"Miss Mingke, you don't go back to Mr. Beiming now, because Mr. Beiming has abandoned you? He thinks that the woman Mr. nangonglie used is too dirty, isn't he? "

Xiao Xiang has been holding the palm, holding Mingke's hand, palm full of sweat, not because of tension, but because of anger.

These people are asking more and more shameless and presumptuous questions. Is this a question that a journalist with professional ethics can ask?

Although, even she knew that it was unnecessary to talk about professional ethics with an entertainment reporter.

However, Mingke gently pulled her hand, and there was always a smile on her lips. This calm appearance really surprised Xiao Xiang.

However, this group of reporters has been blocking there, and they are not allowed to leave at all. However, the two troupes arranged to protect Mingke's bodyguards, and even a few reporters could not stop them. It is clear that they were deliberately allowed to get close to them.

There's no way. In order to give her more exposure, everyone is playing. Even these reporters, she doesn't know that some of them are arranged by the crew.

Make trouble. Can we hype without making trouble? The most helpless thing is that Ming is a newcomer, with no backstage or background at all. Even though he knows that sometimes the crew arranges too much, he can only bear it.

To change is situ Yao and Nangong lie, even before Yu Feifan such a card game, who dare to give them such a mess of tricks? In case of a careless injury, you will have to die if you lose money at that time!

New people, is it really doomed to be bullied like this? At this time, long chuyang and long Chuhan haven't come yet, so they can't find someone to help them out. What's more, if they come to help Ming, they will be afraid that the triangle in the story will become four corners again.

"Miss Mingke, can you answer those questions just now?" Asked another.

Mingke finally spoke and looked at everyone. She said calmly, "no comment. I have to rush to the opening ceremony. Please give way."

Want to pass, but the reporters are all blocked there, she can't make a half step, two bodyguards leisurely walk behind, where have the intention to open the way for them?

Xiao Xiang looked at the time, and there was still half an hour left. Sure enough, the crew wouldn't miss it.

Half an hour, leave her ten or twenty minutes here for reporters to torture, and then pretend to find a few people to take her back.

This will be the top of the sun is still exposed, although the early summer sun is not toxic, but also not easy.

Fortunately, Mingming is not a person who likes to sweat. Even if everyone is sweating, she is still clear, calm and calm, and does not lose her image.

"Miss Mingke, why don't you talk about how you and Mr. Nangong spent that night in the room?" Journalists really have enough gossip and no sense of shame. Maybe those who have a sense of shame can't get along with the meal. After a long time in the business, they abandon all the virtues.

"Listen to the people in the hotel say that you had a good time that night. Do you have a role-playing class?"

"It's said that Mr. nangonglie hates the approach of women. I don't know what method Miss Mingke used to catch him?""Miss Mingke, many of us want to hear your experience. Can you tell us a few words and teach us?"

Mingke was still saying "no comment". Knowing that he couldn't get there, he could only pretend that he wanted to move on.

There were three layers inside and three layers outside. She was completely wrapped in the crowd. There were too many people. Slowly, she began to feel a little stuffy. She always felt that it was difficult to breathe.

What's more, I don't know which one suddenly collided with Xiao Xiang. When I accidentally collided with Xiao Xiang, Xiao Xiang's elbow also hit her waist. Mingke only felt a stabbing pain from the waist up to the place below her ribs. Her face, which was fresh and delicate, suddenly exuded a little sweat.

It was the pain that came out. The place still has a dull pain until now. The pain made her take a few breath from time to time. At this time, when she was hit, it was even more painful that her facial features were tangled.

"Miss Mingke, you don't look very well. Do you have a stomachache? Was it hit? " A reporter asked with concern.

But the next words were extremely vicious: "is the child in his stomach Mr. Beiming or Mr. nangonglie's? Or don't you even know who his father is? You've had sex with so many men, don't they want you and your kids anymore? What are you going to do next? Is the child going to be knocked out? Will they give you a break-up fee? "

Without giving Mingke any breathing space, she continued, "is that what you use to climb to the top?"