fleeting years live up to your love

The lens of the camera is facing Jian Yao, snapping non-stop.

The reporters stared at her intently, waiting patiently for her answer.

She suppressed the smile on her face, and said with a serious expression: "There is no infidelity in marriage. Tang Xiao and I are college classmates, and we are just ordinary friends."

"Then how do you explain the photos exposed on Weibo?"

In the photo, Tang Xiao hugged Jian Yao from behind, and the candid angle just captured her and Tang Xiao's profile faces with very high definition.

Jian Yao couldn't deny the authenticity of the photo, and could only emphasize again, "It was just a hug between friends."

"Then the cheating topics and photos are completely deleted, and the relevant words are all sensitive words and blocked. Can you explain to us?"

Jian Yao raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, "I can't answer your question, I didn't delete those, I wanted to send a lawyer's letter to those media accounts that maliciously slandered me, if you know who deleted them, remember Tell me."

There was a burst of laughter at the scene.

The reporter who asked the question blushed, and bit the bullet and raised a new question: "Then is this incident the team's use of Tang Xiao's self-directed and self-acted hype in order to make your new drama popular before it airs?"

Just as Jian Yao was about to respond, a voice rushed ahead of her.

"There is no directing or acting, no hype." It was Zhu Hong who was standing next to her who spoke.

The reporter's camera quickly focused on Zhu Hong, and they asked a series of questions. The core point of their doubts was that Jian Yao had been tepid since her debut for three years. The hype was carried out at a lower limit, with the purpose of making Jian Yao popular.

Qingcheng Brokerage Company did not produce a single popular artist, but basically they were young actors of the third, fourth or even eighteenth tiers. The reporter thought that Qingcheng had exhausted all means in order to make Jian Yao popular, and did not hesitate to expose her own artist's infidelity.

Zhu Hong laughed loudly when she heard this, "We don't make jokes about the reputation and future of artists, we firmly resist such low-level hype methods."

Before the reporter could speak again, Zhu Hong said again: "Jian Yao hasn't debuted for a long time, but she is very low-key. I believe all reporters and friends can see this. In addition, Qingcheng has never been too hyped. I don't know. Why do you question Qingcheng because the cost of slander and rumors is too low, so you don’t need to pay? Then I can tell you responsibly that Qingcheng will pursue legal responsibility for any slander and rumors without evidence.”

As soon as this remark came out, the reporters present looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to speak nonsense for a moment.

The atmosphere was a little awkward and dignified.

Jian Yao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the press meeting had reached this point, and there was nothing left to say.

She turned her head and glanced at Zhu Hong, indicating that it's time for Zhu Hong to finish. Zhu Hong nodded, and just about to deal with the reporter, a magnetic voice sounded from the last row, "Am I late?"

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, Jian Yao and Zhu Hong also looked towards the back row.

A young man in a dark suit stood at the door. The man was tall and long-legged, with handsome features and sharp temperament. His thin lips curled into a slight smile, and a pair of deep black eyes stared at Jian Yao on the stage without blinking.

"Fu Shengnian?"

"Fu Shengnian is here."

"Why is he here? I haven't received any notice that he's coming!"

The reporters were talking a lot, and Fu Shengnian's sudden arrival made them flustered and bewildered.

The eyes of Jian Yao and Fu Shengnian collided, and the man's beautiful eyes looked at her affectionately, her mind went blank, and she fell into a momentary freeze.

When she came back to her senses, Fu Shengnian had already walked onto the stage slowly under the attention and spotlight of a group of reporters, and came in front of her.

The man embraced her slender waist in a gentlemanly manner, and lowered his head to press a kiss on her forehead. There were envious sounds from the audience, and the reporters hurriedly took pictures with their cameras, lest they miss this wonderful scene.

"Is it over?" Fu Shengnian whispered in Jian Yao's ear.

Jian Yao said 'hmm', and the man tightened his arms around her waist, and said, "Follow me."

"Where?"

Fu Shengnian did not answer, but walked off the stage with his arms around her waist, and left the press conference through the backstage, leaving a room full of excited reporters, Zhu Hong and the staff who cleaned up the situation.

From walking out of the company to getting into the car, Jian Yao was in a daze, and her thoughts were a little wandering.

Many reporters chased after the meeting and saw Fu Shengnian sitting in a black Rolls-Royce with Jian Yao in his arms. Although they only captured a momentary picture, they still struggled to capture it.

Rolls-Royce drove away quickly.

Jian Yao glanced back at the reporter who was thrown away, her eyes fixed on Fu Shengnian's pretty side face, "Why are you here?"

Fu Shengnian glanced at him lightly, and asked without answering, "How is your body?"

"It's all right."

She was surprised that he actually cared about her body.

"Why did you come, did Zhu Hong invite you here?"

Fu Shengnian turned cold, "Be quiet."

He has returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

Thinking back to the man who smiled dotingly at her at the press conference and the gentleman put his arms around her waist and kissed her forehead, Jian Yao's eyes dimmed a little bit.

Another play.

He will appear at her press conference, probably not for her, the news that she is Mrs. Fu is already well known, and any negative reports about her will directly or indirectly affect the Fu Group.

He just cooperated with her in acting in front of the reporter for the sake of the image of the Fu Group.

She is so stupid, she thought that Fu Shengnian came for her.

The Rolls-Royce quickly stopped at the downstairs of Fu's Group, got out of the car, and looked up at the towering Fu's Building. Jian Yao had a lot of questions. She didn't know what Fu Shengnian brought her here for, and wanted to ask But dare not ask.

"follow me."

Fu Shengnian strode into Fu's building, and Jian Yao nervously followed behind him.

He was still striding like always, whether she could keep up in high heels or not.

She chased very quickly, but he was still far behind.

Entering the elevator, Fu Shengnian frowned, waiting impatiently for Jian Yao to follow in before pressing the close button.

Jian Yao was panting from running, the space in the elevator was narrow, she stood in a corner, instinctively kept a distance from Fu Shengnian, and didn't even dare to take a big breath.

She didn't know when she was so afraid of Fu Shengnian, she was afraid of making him unhappy.

She adjusted her breathing carefully.

The elevator slowly ascended, and soon reached the top floor, which is the floor where Fu Shengnian works.

She followed Fu Shengnian all the way through a long aisle, and the man took her into a lounge, Tian Ye and his secretary were there, and there was a middle-aged man who was a bit embarrassed kneeling on the ground. Showing fear, shaking like chaff.