Young Master Jin's Beloved Chapter 42 – Press Conference (2)   

It seemed this woman, whom that man liked, was only so-so…

The corners of Xue Na's mouth curled up into a disdainful smile.

Those seated below the stage, who had been sent by the various aristocratic families to check on the situation, looked at each other in dismay. They were here on a mission. What should they do now?

The Zheng Family naturally came as well. Moreover, Zheng Guaner had come personally. His brows were deeply furrowed. What kind of trick was this Miss Song playing? Their Zheng Family had already done as she said, and he did not expect her to disappear in the end.

Qiao Kang could not stand it any longer. He stood up and said, “It's not time yet, is it? Why are you all making a fuss?”

Assistant Chen knew him and knew that he was close to the Song Family. He looked at him gratefully. Only a true friend could speak up for the Song Family at this time.

The male reporter who had spoken just now looked at his watch and said again, “Sir, it is time now.”

He did not know Qi Kang's identity, so he deliberately passed the microphone to him. He asked, “Sir, you are speaking up for the Song Family at this time. I wonder what is your relationship with the Song Family? Could it be that you have some shady relationship with Miss Song?”

These words made the reporters present excited. They had come here to dig up big news, but they did not expect the Song Family to not show up. If that was the case, they would have come for nothing, it would not be bad if they could dig up some gossip about Miss Song.

“Last time, Miss song was snatched away by a man at the wedding. Do you know that man?” Another reporter asked again.

Qiao Kang's face darkened in the face of these people's questions. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a loud bang.

Everyone turned their heads. Under the sunlight, the door to the press conference was opened. A woman stood at the door. It was too dazzling, so they could not see the woman's face clearly for a moment.

As she slowly walked closer, they were surprised to see that it was Song Nuanyi. She was covered in blood!

There were many scratches on Song Nuanyi's fair little face, and there was a strand of burnt hair on her head. Her black suit was also dirty. Although she was in a sorry state, she stood proudly under the sunlight. She was like a female God of War who had just returned from winning a battle.

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“Sorry to have kept you waiting.” Song Nuan nodded to everyone present gracefully. As she walked to the center, she took off the black suit jacket on her body. Wearing only a white shirt, she showed off her impressive figure, she sat on the stage, facing the camera and microphone, and calmly tidied up her appearance. The small bloody marks on her face could not hide her beauty. She smiled and said, “The press conference has officially begun.”

“Miss Song is too arrogant. She's even late for the press conference.” While everyone was shocked by her image, the aggressive male reporter spoke again.

Assistant Chen looked at him angrily. This person was really detestable. It seemed that he had made up his mind to stir up trouble today.

Song Nuan calmly pointed at the clock above her head and said, “Right on time!”

Everyone raised their heads to look. At this moment, the hotel clock happened to make a clicking sound. It was the last second until 10 o'clock.

This time was the time for the Song Family's press conference. The host of the press conference would usually arrive early. However, Song Nuanyi was not considered to be late.

The male reporter's expression was a little ugly, but there was nothing he could refute.

Everyone present was shrewd. They had been in the various aristocratic families for many years, so they knew about the dirty matters between the various aristocratic families. When they saw Song Nuanyi's appearance when she first entered, they knew what she had experienced. Their faces were filled with excitement, they had already expected that they had found a big piece of news.

The male reporter who had deliberately stirred up trouble was directly pushed out of the central circle. The male reporter was pushed to Cao Yuhan's side and received a fierce glare from Cao Yuhan.

This useless fellow! The male reporter lowered his head and did not dare to make a sound.

The reporters asked one after another, “Miss Song, did you encounter any danger just now?”

“Miss Song, why are you dressed like this?”

“Miss Song, is there someone stopping you from attending this press conference?”

“Miss Song…”

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