"Miss Lin, did you interfere in Mr. Ouyang Hao and Miss Li Yun’er’s relationship because you liked Mr. Ouyang, or are you using Mr. Ouyang to climb up the social ladder?" A reporter thrust a microphone in front of Lin Yixun.
"Sorry, no comment, please step aside!" Lin Yixun bowed her head, trying her best to avoid the flashes of the cameras.
Right now, Lin Yixun didn’t want to answer any questions related to Ouyang Hao, but the reporters, having finally gotten hold of the only involved person of the moment, were not about to give up so easily.
"Miss Lin, are you refusing to answer our questions because you have a guilty conscience?"
Another reporter took the opportunity to ask, "Miss Lin, according to insiders, you are the ex-wife of Leng Group’s president. May I ask what means you used at that time to make Mr. Leng, who had no feelings for you, agree to marry you?"
The marriage between Leng Yixiu and Lin Yixun was a sore spot for her. Even though the matter had been over for years, being openly questioned by the media still made Lin Yixun unconsciously recall the scene four years ago when she had also been surrounded and bombarded by reporters.
Lin Yixun’s gaze suddenly turned sharp. She slowly raised her head, lifted her chin, and sneered, "What means did I use? I have no comment on that. If you’re really interested, you might as well ask Leng Yixiu directly, ask him how I coerced and tempted him to willingly marry me?"
Since some matters were destined to be torn open, she might as well hurt herself to harm others. She thought if the events of that year were fully exposed to the public, Leng Yixiu’s reputation would also take a hit.
As for her, having already been disgraced, it didn’t matter to her anymore!
The reporter was immediately taken aback by Lin Yixun’s retort, and didn’t dare to pursue the matter further. After all, they wouldn’t dare to personally question the president of Leng Group about the incidents of that year.
Unable to get answers on that matter, they planned to target other issues. A reporter squeezed to the front from the back, his words sharp, "Miss Lin, it’s said that after your divorce from Mr. Leng, you have been engaging in ’money-sex’ trades at Nightshade. According to one of your clients, you entertain no less than ten clients a day. Is this true?"
Lin Yixun didn’t expect the reporters to relentlessly pursue her about her work at Nightshade. Without thinking, she defended herself, "I did work at Nightshade, but every penny I earned was clean. I never sold my body!"
"If that’s the case, then what’s the deal with those photos and videos online?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yixun was at a loss for words. If she said those photos were fabricated by someone with ill intentions, would these reporters believe her? Naturally, they wouldn’t, and it would probably only make things worse.
But her sudden silence gave the reporters something to latch onto. A reporter seized the moment to ask, "Miss Lin, by not speaking, can we take that as your tacit admission?"
Seeing the composure disappear from Lin Yixun’s face, other reporters began bombarding her with one sharp question after another.
"Who is the man in those lewd photos online?"
"Miss Lin, after your marriage to Mr. Leng, you should have received a large sum in alimony. Why did you still work in such a disreputable place?"
"It’s heard that when Miss Leng was still the mayor’s daughter in A City, she was very extravagant. Is it that you squandered all the alimony, forcing you to go under?"
"Did you leave Nightshade to work for Mr. Ouyang and eventually become a third party because you thought it would bring in money faster?" Some reporters even bluntly asked, "Miss Lin, have you slept with Mr. Ouyang? Among all your men, who has the best skills?"