Ye Tian Jing felt his eyes were beginning to blur.
His face was stiff, not uttering a word, trying to break free from the surrounding circle alone.
In the past, he had bodyguards, had assistants, but now everyone’s gone, leaving him by himself.
How could the reporters let him off so easily? Microphones jabbed against Ye Tianjing’s face, leaving it flushed red.
Still, he did not say a word!
The reporters tried every trick in the book; they couldn’t dig up any information, naturally they were unsettled.
They quickly shifted their attention to Ye Tianjing’s family, even Gao Han didn’t escape their scrutiny.
"Slam." Gao Han smacked the table hard, his face turning pale: "The reporters are still outside?"
"This Ye Tian Jing, what a disaster he created." The state of Gao Group had been bad enough, and they had only just managed to bring in a small investor.
The investor was ready with the money yet encountered such an event.
Gao Han felt, they couldn’t stand to see him thrive!
Even worse, Ye Tianjiao’s depression was getting more severe by the day, it was impossible for the baby to survive at this rate.
"CEO, would you like to go and see madam?" Wang Ya asked.
"To see if she’s dead?" Gao Han said, his tone sour.
Wang Ya was taken aback for a moment and then said, "She is carrying a child after all, even if you dislike her, at least for the child’s sake..."
"The child?" Gao Han scoffed, "We still don’t know who the father is!"
Seeing the shocked expression on Wang Ya’s face, Gao Han frowned, "Alright, you don’t need to concern yourself with this. Keep a close eye on the Ye family and tell me if something comes up."
His lingering marriage to Ye Tianjiao, besides their shared unwillingness to let go, also embodied their resolution to drag each other down.
If the Ye family fails first, there would be no need for this continued marriage between him and Ye Tian Jiao.
Speaking of Ye Tianjiao, Gao Han involuntarily thought of Ye Ranran.
A picture of Ye Ranran’s soft and elegant face flashed in his mind, and Gao Han let out a sigh.
The one Gao Han was thinking about, Ye Ranran, was already done watching the news and had gone off to wash her face.
After washing, she began to put on her face cream. Ever since being with Jun Mochan, she had paid special attention to skincare.
Who could blame her for marrying a man who was flawless in appearance and background? She was afraid of falling behind him if she didn’t pay attention.
Her phone rang just as she was halfway through.
Ye Ranran didn’t even look at it, she simply picked it up.
Ye Tianjiao’s frustrated voice came through the receiver: "Ye Ranran, is it you? It must be you, right?"
The shrill voice sliced through the warm and pleasant atmosphere of the house, sounding particularly grating in the quiet room.
Ye Ranran hadn’t seen Ye Tianjiao in quite a while, but she was well aware of her every move.
She was like a frog in warm water, being slowly boiled alive by her.
Perhaps she could have held on for a little while longer, but who could have expected Ye Tianjing to stir up trouble?
"Do you have any evidence? Besides framing people at random, is there anything else you can do?" If it had been in the past, Ye Ranran would definitely have confessed.
After what she had been through, she had learned to be cautious, and she understood better than anyone that loose lips sink ships.
If Ye Tian Jiao had made a recording, it would ruin her completely.
"Don’t think I don’t know, those media outlets belong to J.C, who would believe that you had nothing to do it?"
"Indeed, the media does belong to J.C, but is there anything wrong with the media reporting the facts? Are you daring enough to say Ye Tian Jing didn’t do it?"
"There is a video on the internet, right? You don’t need me to tell you whether it’s real or not, do you? Since it’s true, how is it wrong for the media to expose the truth?"