Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Three days later, Lin Anxin, who was scolded by everyone, finally held a press conference.

On the day of the press conference, all the major media sent people to participate, and the self-media and others came to the venue early to occupy their seats.

Shanni knew that there would be many people coming to this press conference, so she specially found a conference hall that could accommodate 500 people, but it turned out that the conference hall was so big that it was almost impossible to sit down when the press conference started.

There were huge crowds of reporters on the scene, almost all of them armed with long guns and short cannons, gearing up and waiting to be the first to deliver the news before their counterparts.

"Has it started yet?"

"Didn't it say it was ten o'clock? It's already 9:58, why is there no one on stage? Lin Anxin didn't run away, did she?"

"Tsk tsk, it's over for Lin Anxin this time. Her manager didn't explain it long ago. What's the use of holding a press conference until things get to this point? Who would believe me if I come out now to explain that I don't know. Anyway, I don't know. believe."

"I don't believe it either. Hey, I'm probably trying to trick the fans. After all, there's been a lot of quarrels on the Internet, and Lin Anxin has already been beaten up by everyone. If the fans abandon her again, she won't be able to hang out in the entertainment industry no matter how hard the background is. "

"Do you think this incident is true or false? Could it be someone... um..." He didn't say anything after that, but the winking expression said everything.

The person next to him immediately slapped him and dug his face away, "If the public wants it to be true, it should be true. If the public wants it to be false, it should be false. For such a simple truth, we still need to follow What do you mean? Are you new here?"

They are entertainment journalists, not social media.

Of course, it is what melons the people who eat melons want to eat, and they try to get what melons they want.

Lin Anxin is finished.

It's that simple.

Because there were too many people at the scene, and Lin Anxin's studio didn't specify which media to invite, it took half an hour just to arrange the seats for the reporters.

When the crowd was full of voices and discussions, Shanni finally came on stage in a hurry, "Dear friends from the media, thank you very much for coming to today's press conference. We will come up immediately with peace of mind. Please be quiet for a while."

The sound suddenly became quieter.

Shanny put down the microphone and winked inside. Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Lin Anxin, who was wearing a light blue shirt and jumpsuit, walked from the backstage to the crowd.

There was a sound of brushing.

The spotlight on the scene seemed to be lit, flickering towards her madly.

This kind of high-intensity light flicker frequency, the eyes of ordinary people who have been flickered for a long time can't bear it. Lin Anxin didn't change her face, she walked up to the middle of the rostrum and sat down.

Behind her were the lawyers and public relations team of Si's International, sitting on both sides of her in neat suits.

Wait until everyone is seated.

The reporter immediately started asking questions frantically, "Lin Anxin, there are reports about your fraudulent donation everywhere on the Internet, what do you think about this?"

"I have no opinion."

"I don't have any opinions, does it mean that you have acquiesced in your fraudulent donation?" The reporter hurriedly asked again.

Shanni glared at someone who caused trouble in the center, but the distance was too far away, and the spotlight was too flashing, Lin Anxin didn't receive her warning eyes, and smiled at the camera, "If I answer your question normally, it is equivalent to acquiescing to cheat. Donate, this kind of rogue logic is like I compliment you on the beautiful dress you wore today, and you say thank you to me, I think you agreed to sleep with me."