Terence looked at Jean. "I want to talk about what happened that night,"

he said. "I accompanied you to the wrap-up party that day. I didn't mean what I said that night. I—"

Before he could finish what he was going to say, Jean interrupted him.

She was very dissatisfied, but she never showed it on her face.

She smiled bitterly. "Do you want to say that you didn't want to admit our relationship that night? But you were forced to do so, weren't you?"

"No, I didn't mean that." Terence looked away awkwardly. "I wasn't forced to do that. It was my fault. I shouldn't have been so impulsive. I'm sorry."

"Why do you feel sorry for me?" asked Jean.

Terence looked at her and didn't know what to say.

He thought for a long time and felt that he had to make it clear to Je

If you clarify it soon, they will think we are only hyping. And then our company will be screwed."

Jean smiled bitterly. "Most importantly, I know you did this to piss Julia off. If you make it clear to the media, what do you think she will think? As long as I'm your fiancee, I will be there for you if you need me to make her jealous.

Now we are in this industry. You will have many chances to meet Julia. So, I think it's better not to hold the press conference yet."

"Then what do you think we should do now?" asked Terence with a frown.

Jean's justification was well prepared, leaving him speechless.

"In my opinion, we should do nothing." A sweet smile flashed across Jean's face. "Everyone knows that I'm your fiancee. So, those reporters naturally want to know more."

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