Wen Jin left Kangning Hospital and drove back to the pharmaceutical factory.
Because he had been dreaming all night and didn’t sleep well, he wasn’t in good spirits today.
From a distance, he saw a group of reporters gathered at the factory gate.
He raised his hand to his forehead with a headache.
If there are reporters here, the Jin Family will certainly also have reporters. Thinking about the photos and reports in the newspapers, Wen Jin’s eyes darkened.
Was it really a coincidence that reporters happened to be following last night, or was it soone else who captured the scene of him fighting with Jin Zheyu and leaked it to the reporters?
Before his car even approached the factory gate, the reporters turned around and looked over in unison.
Wen Jin honked the horn, and security imdiately ca out to clear the way. He drove into the factory area, and that group of reporters followed him in.
Even though security was holding them back, as soon as Wen Jin got out of the car, he was surrounded by reporters, "President Wen, can you tell us what happened last night?"
"President Wen, is it true what the newspapers are saying, that both you and Jin Zheyu like Jing Xiaocha?"
"President Wen, what does your girlfriend think about what happened last night?"
One question after another bombarded Wen Jin, accompanied by bright flashes, blinding him as they snapped continuously.
Wen Jin’s brows were cool and distant, his eyes swept over the reporters with a subtle coldness, "You all have wild imaginations and are skilled at making up stories. Aren’t you more aware than I am of what’s true in the newspapers?"
"..."
Wen Jin’s rhetorical question left the reporters awkwardly glancing at each other.
But only for a mont, as the questions ca flooding back, "Why did President Wen and Young Master Jin get into a fight?"
"Young Master Jin was previously rumored with Miss Jing. It’s said that Miss Jin is now a screenwriter at Star Sumr Film and Television, and her new work will start filming after the New Year..."
"First of all, Jin Zheyu is getting engaged in a few days, and Xiaocha has no entanglent with him. They are just friends."
Wen Jin interrupted the reporter’s words in a deep voice, as the other party was about to paint Jing Xiaocha as a ho-wrecker.
"Then why was Miss Jing drunk last night?"
"My altercation with Jin Zheyu has nothing to do with Xiaocha. As for taking Xiaocha away, it’s because she’s allergic to alcohol, and Jin Zheyu wasn’t aware of it."
Wen Jin’s voice was cold yet penetrating.
On this cold morning, each word piercing into the ears of the reporters, "I know you all are experts at crafting stories, but last night was just a misunderstanding."
"So, President Wen, do you care so much and get so nervous about Miss Jing because you like her?"
Wen Jin paused slightly for a second, and before he could answer, another reporter asked, "It’s said that President Wen now has a girlfriend who is also a doctor at Kangning Hospital. Is this true?"
"Does President Wen like his girlfriend more or Miss Jing more?"
It must be said, these reporters asked sharper questions one after another.
The look between Wen Jin’s brows deepened, as he recalled the scene of being forcefully kissed by Jing Xiaocha last night, along with so inexplicable feelings he had at that mont.
Makes him conflicted for a mont.
But at tis like this, Wen Jin couldn’t afford to hesitate.
"I do have a girlfriend. Xiaocha is like my sister. I rember saying this before. A brother cares for his sister; I’m sure you won’t write nonsense."
The most important thing now is to dispel the rumors.
To prevent Xiaocha from being labeled as soone who seduces n with girlfriends.
As for Jin Zheyu, Wen Jin trusts that he has his sense of propriety as well.
"So to what extent have you and Miss Ou progressed, President Wen? Do you have plans to marry this year?"
"Have you explained to Miss Ou about what happened last night, President Wen?"
"Yi Han isn’t as imaginative as you all are; there’s no need for to explain much."
"Then when are you and Miss Ou getting married, President Wen? When can we attend your wedding banquet?"
Wen Jin replied lightly, "When that day cos, I’ll certainly let everyone know."
**
Compared to the interview on Wen Jin’s side, the journalists outside Star Sumr Film and Television Company weren’t having such a smooth or harmonious ti with Jin Zheyu.
The main issue was that Zheng Shirui was by Jin Zheyu’s side. When the reporters inquired about last night’s incident, Zheng Shirui sharply replied, "Jing Xiaocha is a vixen who specializes in seducing n. She’s clinging to our Zheyu, trying to climb into his bed by pretending to be drunk..."
Before Zheng Shirui could finish, Jin Zheyu, standing beside her, covered her mouth with his hand.
Jin Zheyu’s eyes shot out a fierce glare as he gritted his teeth, warning her word by word, "Zheng Shirui, don’t talk nonsense."
Being muzzled by him, Zheng Shirui’s eyes also blazed with fury.
"Young Master Jin, is what Miss Zheng just said true? Why was Miss Jing drinking last night?"
"Young Master Jin, you previously expressed liking for Jing Xiaocha but are now getting engaged to Miss Zheng. Who do you truly love, Miss Jing or Miss Zheng?"
A group of reporters seemingly eager to stir trouble.
Along with a Zheng Shirui loathing enough to see Jing Xiaocha disgraced, the scene quickly turned chaotic.
Fortunately, security stepped in, and Jin Zheyu answered no more questions, dragging Zheng Shirui into the company.
Once inside the office, Jin Zheyu flung Zheng Shirui to the floor.
Zheng Shirui scread in pain, shrieking sharply, "Jin Zheyu, are you even a man? Let go out and tell those reporters how Jing Xiaocha seduced you."
Jin Zheyu’s tall figure blocked the door, his eyes locked coldly on the fallen Zheng Shirui, "You’ll never know in your lifeti if I’m a man, Zheng Shirui. I’m warning you, if you say one more bad word about Xiaocha, I won’t spare you."
"Heh..."
Zheng Shirui sneered as she rose from the floor, stubbornly tilting her chin at Jin Zheyu, "So what if I do? Jin Zheyu, no matter how much you like that vixen Jing Xiaocha, you’ll never be with her. We’re getting engaged in a week, and you’ll have to bear the tag of being Zheng Shirui’s fiancé."
"In your dreams."
Jin Zheyu suddenly grabbed Zheng Shirui’s chin, intensifying his grip quickly, making her face turn pale with pain as she reached to claw at him with another hand, only to have it caught as well, "Jin Zheyu, you bastard."
"Zheng Shirui, listen up. Within this week, I’ll cancel our engagent."
"Father won’t agree."
"Then marry him instead."
After saying that, Jin Zheyu released her brutally and stord out.
Zheng Shirui hit the floor near the sofa hard, painfully colliding with the corner, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain. Her physical agony and inner fury turning entirely into hatred towards Jing Xiaocha.
She mumbled through gritted teeth: Jing Xiaocha, it’s because of you, you little bitch, seducing Jin Zheyu that he’s treating this way. I won’t let you off.
If Jin Zheyu wants to be with Xiaocha, then she’ll ruin Jing Xiaocha and see if he still wants her.
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