The female journalist’s question ca very suddenly, and Luo Xiaoqian, after all, wasn’t very good at dealing with it. She froze for a second before she spoke, "He left first."
Lu Hao was the deepest scar in her heart. As her feelings for Leng Zimo deepened, that wound also healed rapidly, but the scab on it hadn’t yet fallen off. When it was suddenly torn open at this ti, the pain was inevitable.
A sneer flickered on the female journalist’s lips, "Miss Luo seed a bit hesitant just now. Is it because you have sothing unspeakable, or are you lying?"
In her words, she implied that Luo Xiaoqian dumped her ex-boyfriend because she had latched onto soone more influential.
"For a girl as beautiful and outstanding as you, why would your ex-boyfriend leave you? That obviously doesn’t make sense, does it, Miss Luo?!" Another male journalist imdiately stood up and asked.
That’s how these journalists are, always keen to pounce on your scars to get more sensational news.
"I made him leave," Leng Zimo said aloud, while holding her hand under the table, looking down at everyone with an imposing tone, "Everyone should know my character. I never give up on things I want. As for how I made it happen, I’m sorry, no comnt. But I want to say one thing, if that man gave up on Xiao Qian, it also ans his love for Qian is far less than mine."
What are the dia? They are called paparazzi not only because they like to follow like dogs. Many journalists are more like dogs themselves, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Leng Zimo really didn’t care how the dia wrote about him, so he could say anything recklessly.
"This press conference was called precisely to announce my engagent with Xiao Qian, and now it’s ti to end it!" Holding Luo Xiaoqian’s hand, he stood up from his chair, his gaze slowly sweeping over every journalist present, "I’m very grateful to all who wish Xiao Qian and well. Today, I also want to take this opportunity to tell everyone that Luo Xiaoqian is now my woman, and anyone who harms her is essentially harming , and those who harm ... always pay a price!"
"Mr. Leng, are you threatening us mbers of the dia?" soone muttered softly from below.
"No, threats are illegal. What I’m doing can at most be considered a warning!" Leng Zimo’s gaze fell on the corner where a journalist hung his head, not daring to look him in the eye, "Entertainnt E-Star, right? I can tell you now that you will never get any first-hand news about Emperor View or EM ever again, and you’re not even on the dia invitation list for my wedding!"
At his side, Ailin waved her hand lightly, and imdiately security personnel ca over and cleared the team of journalists from "Entertainnt E-Star".
"The press conference is over!"
Leng Zimo, holding Luo Xiaoqian’s hand, strode down from the podium.
Ailin stood up with a smile, "Thank you very much for attending today’s press conference. Emperor View has specially prepared so printed materials, which the staff will distribute to everyone at the exit!"
On hearing this, the journalists imdiately smiled and headed for the exit, each receiving a set of printed materials, which, of course, included a thick red envelope besides a piece of information.
Forceful, direct, domineering!
Those who are with prosper, those against perish.
That is Leng Zimo’s way of life, the way he has always been through these years.
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