After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

After Wen Yan finished speaking, a reporter asked Wen Yan again, "Ms. Wen, you..."

"Please call me Mrs. Night."

Wen Yan decisively interrupted the reporter's question.

The reporter actually paused for a moment, perhaps surprised by Wen Yan's fierce aura.

Yes, none of them expected that the woman sent to prison by the Night Stalker was not the big-breasted and brainless woman as rumored on the Internet.

But very decisive and brave.

The reporter asked again: "Mrs. Ye, do you mind at all that Mr. Ye has been in prison?"

This question made everyone who was watching the live broadcast on their mobile phones wonder.

Everyone at the scene was eagerly waiting for Wen Yan's answer.

Even Jiang Nanxia turned to look at Wen Yan.

Ye Luohan, who was standing at the end of the crowd, stared at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan didn't hesitate at all and blurted out, "Aren't my actions the answers you want to know?"

At this time, Tang Yue was also watching the live broadcast at home.

She also blurted out, "Wen Yan, you are amazing. I admire you so much! I hope Ye Luohan is not blind! I hope he can cherish you."

Now, Ye Luohan felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Yes, he didn't expect Wen Yan to say that.

Jiang Nanxia heard Wen Yan's answer and clenched Wen Yan's hand.

Wen Yan had a hard time. In this life, fate was too unfair to her.

But those reporters still seemed unwilling to let Wen Yan go.

A reporter stood up and asked:

"Mrs. Ye, I heard that your father Wen Jianshe wanted you to marry Zhou Yuechen before. Did you give up Zhou Yuechen? Do you regret giving up Zhou Yuechen?"

This question was simply a trap for Wen Yan.

But how could Wen Yan directly answer such a question?

She said: "Mr. Zhou is very good, but I am not his lover. In my eyes, Ye Luohan is my heaven."

Ye Luohan narrowed his eyes when he heard Wen Yan's words, and the little bit of good impression he had for Wen Yan just now disappeared in an instant.

She felt that what Wen Yan said was too fake.

He didn't believe that Wen Yan would regard him as her heaven, as they were two strangers who had never met before and were sent to prison by him.

Although he didn't know why Wen Yan gave up Zhou Yuechen and went to great lengths to climb into his bed.

But he was sure that for a high-ranking young lady like Wen Yan, who had no shortage of food or clothing, how could she regard a man like him, who had been in prison for nine years and had a bad temper, as her god?

Sure enough, another reporter interrupted Ye Luohan's thoughts, "Mrs. Ye, according to insiders, it's not that you don't like Zhou Yuechen, but that Zhou Yuechen doesn't like you, is that right?"

Ye Luohan's eyes suddenly darkened. He stared at Wen Yan, only to see that Wen Yan remained calm and composed without changing his expression.

She said, "Inside information? Whose inside information? Zhou Yuechen's? Then please ask Zhou Yuechen to answer this question."

Wen Yan, standing on the stage, looked thin and small, but I didn't expect his answers to questions to be so sharp.

Another question was thrown out, "Mrs. Ye, among the four major families in Sijiu City, Mr. Ye's character has always been ranked last, you..."

"Last in the ranking?" Wen Yan interrupted the reporter's question. She sneered, "Who ranked them? Who's first?"

Having said that, the sarcastic smile on Wen Yan's face turned sinister.

In an instant, Wen Yan's eyes became cold and ruthless, and it seemed as if coldness was emanating from her entire body.

She said: "Ye Luohan is my Wen Yan's man! Whether he is good or not, only I, Wen Yan, can judge! If I say he is number one, he is number one in my Wen Yan's eyes!"

"Do you think you are God? Take care of your own little piece of land, and don't judge others as if you are God. Your behavior is just because you have nothing better to do!"

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Wen Yan's cold face again, and she said:

"I hate people like you who worry about the ashes at the bottom of other people's pots when your own pot lid is still broken!"

Wen Yan's words were a true mockery, which shocked and embarrassed those who were present and those who were not watching the live broadcast.

Ye Luohan froze, looking at the woman standing in front of so many reporters.

The little woman who was so timid in front of him and didn't even dare to raise her head was so thin and looked so fragile.

But at this moment, it's not just about cleaning up after him.

And she defends him so domineeringly.

Wen Yan took Jiang Nanxia's hand and left.

She took a step forward, but then stopped and said:

"Jiang Nanxia is my sister-in-law, Wen Yan. I have no right to say whether she is good or not. You guys better recognize who you are!"

Everyone began to admire Wen Yan from the bottom of their hearts.

Although there are still some netizens who don’t buy Wen Yan’s account.

But they have indeed calmed down a lot.

In this complex and noisy world, whose life is not a mess?

No matter how poor those rich people are, they still live in big houses, drive luxury cars, and have endless money in their pockets.

And what about them? Do they have money in their pockets? How much money do they have?

Some people have begun to realize that instead of reading other people's gossip, it is better to make money quickly.

This is just as Wen Yan said, those people who meddle in other people's business are really bored.

Outside, Jiang Nanxia asked Wen Yan, "Xiao Yan, do you really believe me and Brother Luo Han?"

"Are you stupid?" Wen Yan smiled bitterly, tears in her eyes, "Do you think what I said on stage was acting? I don't have your ability to act. What I said was true."

"Wen Yan." Jiang Nanxia hugged Wen Yan tightly.

Wen Yan patted Jiang Nanxia on the back and said, "The person who is here to pick you up is here."