Who Says I Don't Love You

At this time, the reporters were boiling. One by one, they rushed to hand over the microphone to Antonio, "Mr. Antonio, did you choose to cooperate with Hanyun because you like Miss Mo?"

"Mr. Antonio, now president Mu is going to marry Miss mo. do you have any idea?"

"Do you regret cooperating with Hanyun? Are you disappointed that your efforts have not been rewarded by Miss Mo?"

"Mr. Antonio, please answer our questions."

“……”

The reporters leaned towards Antonio one by one. He stood there, his face still calm, "This is my personal privacy, no comment! As for the cooperation between companies, I think you also saw the strength of their company on this show. In my work, I will never mix personal feelings. The strength of Hanyun has been carefully investigated by our company, so..."

"Don't embarrass Mr. Antonio. He must be very sad now." Jin Yuner interrupted him and said sarcastically. Then he splashed dirty water on me again, "If you still have energy, you might as well ask Miss Mo over there. As the design director of a new brand, how did she cooperate with such a big brand as Burberry? What kind of relationship did you use to get such a successful show. If there were no other relationship, how could so many domestic brands choose her? You are not good Strange? "

The reporters were obedient, turned and pointed the microphone at me, "Miss Mo, how did you hook up with a company as big as Burberry and promote this cooperation?"

Hook up? What kind of reporter is this? I'm so angry.

"Before, you and Mr. Antonio were so hot. Now it is said that you and Mr. Mu will get married next month. Did you give up Mr. Antonio for Mr. mu? Did you take advantage of Mr. Antonio's feelings for you at the beginning?"

"After this successful cooperation, is Mr. Antonio not important to you?"

“……”

I have to admit that foreign journalists are more venomous than domestic journalists. In such a fashionable and developed country, there are so many journalists and big coffee present. Such a series of questions hit me off guard.

Although I seemed a little alarmed in the face of the surrounded reporters, fortunately, I have seen such a situation many times in China. Generally speaking, I can face it.

"I personally don't have the ability to make Burberry cooperate with us regardless of the design of the works and the brand image for many years. If our company is not made of that material, even if Mr. Anton you'ao agrees, I believe his mother won't agree!" I clearly explained the key to the problem.

On this occasion, a number of media, large and small, are gathered. Once you say a wrong word, it will cause huge losses to the company and Mu Yichen. If an accident occurs, it will be infinitely amplified by the media and eventually become irreparable harm.

What else did the reporters want to ask, but mu Yichen robbed me first. He directly protected me behind him and said coldly: "Miss Mo and I have been engaged for a long time. I am her fiance. Please don't ask too much about other personal privacy questions. We have no comment!"

Although Yichen has expressed his attitude, these reporters are always unwilling to give up such a good opportunity, chasing us and asking: "Miss Mo, what is the relationship between you, Mr. Antonio and Mr. Mu Yichen? Is it related to interests? Can you explain?"

After listening to these, Mu Yichen suddenly became angry and stared at the reporter. His eyes were like a fire burning. Before I could react, the reporter's arm had been tightly clenched in his hand by Mu Yichen, and then he heard a painful cry.

"I have said that we will not accept any interview, and our personal privacy will not be disclosed!" he protected me and confronted the reporter in this way.

Although foreigners are tall and big, Yichen's height is no less than theirs. Coupled with his temperament, he directly overshadowed the momentum of all journalists.

"You let me go!" the reporter roared.

However, Mu Yichen didn't let go. I can see that he was really angry. However, looking at the reporter's face, it is estimated that his arm will be broken in a while. At this time, the reporter swung his other hand and hit Mu Yichen in the face, probably with all his strength.

I stood beside Mu Yichen and looked at the fist waved by the reporter. I couldn't help staring wide, which frightened my face.

He was about to hit him in the face, but he easily stretched out his other hand and caught his fist directly. The reporter's fist could not move forward any more. At that moment, time seemed to freeze in an instant.

Mu Yichen caught his fist and twisted it hard. Even if the reporter had two skills, it was not worth mentioning compared with Mu Yichen.

The reporter's face began to twist and shouted, "pain, pain, pain... Let go and let go of me..."

Before, many reporters kept taking pictures with cameras, but when they saw their peers end up like this, they immediately put them away.

Seeing that Mu Yichen didn't stop, the reporter was half kneeling and approached the begging posture.

"Please, let me go..."

At this time, another reporter stood up, exposed his arms and sleeves, and planned to rescue him. Clenched his fist and looked at Mu Yichen fiercely.

I hid behind Yichen, and my heart also mentioned to my throat. I can't help but be afraid that something will happen to him.

After two, the reporter also fell to the ground, and they cried out in pain. The people watching the excitement nearby looked at Mu Yichen in amazement.

"Chen, you're really awesome! But this is no better than China. This is London! If you do this, are you too overbearing? You let so many journalists..."

Jin Yuner's original exquisite makeup was polluted by red wine. His face was white and red. It looked ferocious.

However, her performance is very natural now. She is really an ugly face with many mischievous people. It's disgusting!

"People respect each other. If you respect me, I won't do it." Mu Yichen looked directly at the people and said, "you've been talking wildly and aggressive, so I can only be rude."

With that, Mu Yichen's eyes turned to Jin Yuner, "you provoke me like this today. I'll go to the reporter and make up for it next time."

Then Yichen and I left the banquet hall under the gaze of the crowd.