Before the reporter could finish speaking, Chen Wanru suddenly barked out, "Shut up!"
Chen Wanru’s eyes swept fiercely toward the reporter who had just spoken, her gaze exceptionally sharp, prompting the reporter to obediently close his mouth and even afraid to breathe too loudly.
Only then did Chen Wanru contentedly curl her lips, returning to her languid and disheveled demeanor. She shrugged her shoulders slightly and leaned even more slantingly against the wall as she unapologetically said, "You don’t need to raise your hands to ask me questions, and I don’t have the time to answer your questions!"
The reporters who had wanted to ask questions and had their hands raised, upon seeing Chen Wanru’s manner, timidly lowered their hands one by one.
"You want to know what? You don’t have to say it, I already know!" Chen Wanru’s voice was laced with irony, "Ling Momo naturally wouldn’t tell you right away why she went to see Lu Niange because the news about my new album release is highly confidential. Only a few people know about it, and Lu Niange, he wouldn’t dare tell you why Ling Momo was seeking him out either. Hence, the answers provided are naturally a bit vague. Now, because of a few lousy photos, some troublemakers with ulterior motives have sensationalized them into such serious consequences. If I, Chen Wanru, don’t step out now, wouldn’t that unjustly ruin the career of a newcomer?" Latest content published on novel·fıre·net
Chen Wanru deliberately emphasized the words "troublemakers with ulterior motives" and her gaze even drifted meaningfully toward Jian Chenxi with a clear undertone of sarcasm.
Jian Chenxi, who had been calm and confident, gradually started to look uglier by the moment.
In her wildest dreams, she hadn’t anticipated that, at such a crucial time, a "Cheng Yaojin" would emerge!
And this "Cheng Yaojin" happened to be Chen Wanru, an influential figure in the music industry!
Jian Chenxi’s gaze was fixed on Chen Wanru, harboring a hint of malice!
Chen Wanru scoffed at Jian Chenxi’s somewhat hostile look. She chuckled coldly under her breath, turned her head away, and didn’t look at Jian Chenxi again. With a light tug at the corner of her mouth and a provocative arch of her elaborately drawn eyebrows, she continued, "And those who are clamoring to persuade and to explain, don’t ask questions that have no nutritional value anymore. All this nonsense about Ling Momo waiting for three hours, about Lu Niange’s words having another meaning, seeking clarification, seeking persuasion—is laughable. As the saying goes, ’Hearing is deceptive, seeing is only partly believing, to catch a cheater you must find them in bed.’ When you have actually captured a photo of Lu Niange and Ling Momo in bed, then stand here and shamelessly claim that Ling Momo is a mistress, that Ling Momo seduced Lu Niange!"
Chen Wanru spoke with such confidence that everyone involuntarily bowed their heads slightly.
Chen Wanru turned her gaze directly toward Lu Niange and said, "Lu Niange, now, isn’t it time for you to tell the whole truth?"
Upon hearing this, Jian Chenxi’s lips tightened even more, and she turned her head to look at Lu Niange.
Chen Wanru too, tilting her head, looked at Lu Niange; she didn’t believe that Lu Niange, even if he had the audacity of the heavens, would dare to cross her, Chen Wanru!