Chapter 587 National Male God (46)

The reporter was obviously taken aback: "You are talking nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense." After saying that, Wushuang snapped his fingers, and the reporter immediately appeared on the screen behind him walking together on the wrist of a woman with heavy make-up.

The reporter stared wide-eyed, looking at the picture on the screen in disbelief.

Wushuang asked, "Is this woman your wife?"

The reporter trembled and swallowed his saliva. How could he and his lover appear here in the photo?

Wushuang stared at the reporter indifferently, with a sharp smile on his face that no one could ignore.

Xu Ming next to him stared at Wu Shuang meaningfully.

In the past, I really underestimated him, thinking that he was just an embroidered pillow, and only because of his family's money was he able to get involved in the entertainment industry.

But now, he has a different view of Wushuang.

Yesterday, Wushuang asked him to investigate which newspapers Nanqing would contact, but he was still reluctant. He didn't expect Wushuang to have his own arrangements.

Because Wushuang knew that Nan Qing would definitely arrange reporters to embarrass herself at the reception, so she investigated the secrets of these people. As long as they dared to make things difficult for her, she would fight back in the same way.

Let the opponent feel ashamed and powerless to fight back.

The whole venue froze for a moment, that was obviously not my wife.

Nan Qing put down Erlang's legs and stared blankly at Wushuang. He came prepared.

The reporter backed away silently, he was really afraid that if he dared to ask more questions, there would be more revelations.

Seeing the other party backing away, Wushuang slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Is there anything else I want to ask?"

A 30-year-old male reporter said, "Shen Wushuang, don't think that you can cover up your obscene boy incident by threatening other people's weaknesses."

Wushuang smiled instead of anger: "Since it's a press conference, it's a moment when everyone wants to find out the truth, so why can't I reveal something real? Do you think so? Reporter Yang?"

Reporter Yang couldn't help trembling. Although Wushuang was smiling, his eyes were particularly frightening.

But he straightened his back and looked straight at Wushuang: "Don't you know that teenagers are the hope of the motherland? You are so crazy, don't you think about the physical and mental health of teenagers?"

Wu Shuang looked at Reporter Yang, and asked back: "Two years ago, Reporter Yang fell in love with a female college student and wanted to develop her into a lover, but because she couldn't get it, she ruined her. Your wife spent a lot of money to get her." Suppressing this matter, then reporter Yang is so insane, didn't he consider the girl's physical and mental health?"

Reporter Yang trembled: "You are talking nonsense."

"I have evidence here, do you want to see it?"

Reporter Yang was taken aback for a moment, looked around, everyone was staring at him, his face flushed instantly, afraid that Wushuang would really show evidence, and silently backed out.

All the reporters who wanted to ask questions were stunned, afraid that Shen Wu would have his own secret in his hands.

No one expected that Shen Wushuang would have such a trick.

Nan Qing stood up and shouted: "Shen Wushuang, you are so despicable, poaching the reporter's privacy."

Wushuang turned to look at Nan Qing, with a faint smile on his handsome face as always: "Nan Qing, you and I are related by blood, and you actually speak for these reporters? I even suspect that you are flirting with them OK."

Nan Qing was choked, and said bravely: "You are talking nonsense, I just can't understand your behavior."

"What's wrong with my behavior? Who said that only reporters can dig into the privacy of artists, and artists can't dig into the privacy of reporters? They are all spreading rumors, and mine is the most authentic revelation." Wanwan, harmless to humans and animals: "Is there any other question from the reporter?"

(End of this chapter)

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