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"Zuo Aiai, what are you doing?" she said.

Yang Meimei looked at the man in a suit behind her, puzzled. ​​

Zuo Aiai leaned on the man with a smile, looking very flirtatious.

"I'm announcing the truth. He is Mr. Jin from the news. It's not good to drag this out for too long. I'm planning to explain it to the reporters at a press conference."

"Zuo Aiai... you...you're confusing me!"

Yang Meimei looked at her with a shocked expression and then looked at the man next to her.

Zuo Aiai was even more puzzled. "How did these reporters even know about the news? I haven't even given the press release yet, so how did they know to come here? But I guess it's for the best, I'll just take this opportunity to clarify it all at once..."

"Clarify what?"

"Oh, to clarify the joke that Mr. Jin and I said in the recording on the news, of course."

She reflexively answered the question, and only felt that something was wrong halfway through her sentence.

That voice!

It was clearly...a man's voice!

Her body suddenly froze, and she did not even dare to turn her head back. She held onto the "Mr. Jin" that she had hired and wanted to leave!

But she was completely trapped in the crowd of reporters.

There was no way forward, no way back.

She saw Yang Meimei's terrified face...

And her blood went cold.

"Zuo Aiai, who's your Mr. Jin?"

The man's voice suddenly became very soft. The familiar magnetic voice from her memory seemed to contain some sort of magic that made her hold her breath as she quietly listened to it.

She swallowed her saliva and was about to speak, but at this moment, "Mr. Jin," who hadn't spoken until now, seemed to realize that this was already the beginning of his work.

He started talking nonstop.

"My surname is Jin, my name is Jin Yucheng. Previously, when I was having dinner with Miss Zuo at The Green Leaf, I made some jokes during the meal. It's not true. I heard that this recording caused a storm on the internet, so I specially came to...Oh! Miss Zuo! Why are you covering my mouth?"

She wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

Why was Jin Di looking at her like that?

His gaze grew colder and colder. Even she, whose back was facing him, could feel the cold air rising from the soles of her feet, as if he was going to freeze her whole body with no more than a look.

"Jin Yucheng, huh?"

She lowered her head and looked at his pair brown calf leather handmade shoes. She slowly turned around to face him.

She didn't dare raise her head, but it was useless to keep looking down.

She could only slowly look up from the bottom of his pants, inch by inch...finally, she reached his face and saw a mocking smile on his exquisite features.

It was as if he was saying...

"Really, you made all this up?"

She was silent.

She could not make it up anymore. The big boss was here, how could she still dare to show off?

"This, actually..." she stuttered.

"Jin Yucheng, right?" Just as she started to speak, Jin Di quietly interrupted her and looked at the man next to her.

It was the first time that "Jin Yucheng" had faced so many cameras, and it brought out some hidden pride within him. His back was straight, and he really did look like a nouveau riche.

"Jin Yucheng is me, I am Jin Yucheng! What can I do for you?"