"They're here! They're here!"

"What's going on? This..."

"Ah! What happened to Fang Wenjie? Why is he injured?"

"His arm is broken? Could it be... that today's press conference is to talk about his injury, not about his affair with Ye Yuwan?"

"Are you stupid? If he doesn't say it, won't we ask?"

Upon seeing Fang Wenjie, the entertainment reporters couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Fang Wenjie glanced at the reporters, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. As he walked to the podium, a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

Ye Yuwan, Jiang Chen, since you dared to strike against me, against my family, and you've also offended the Four Great Aristocratic Families, then I must kick you while you're down to vent the anger in my heart!

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Fang Wenjie tested the microphone and began with a smile.

"Mr. Fang, may I ask why you are holding a press conference today?"

"Is it concerning your relationship with Miss Ye Yuwan?"

"Are you and Miss Ye Yuwan together?"

"Mr. Fang, Miss Ye has just been involved in rumors with her former agent, Jiang Chen, and now there are ambiguous rumors about you and Miss Ye Yuwan. What do you think about this?"

As soon as Fang Wenjie opened his mouth, the entertainment reporters pushed their hand-held microphones forward, bombarding him with one question after another!

"Please be quiet everyone!" Fang Wenjie took a deep breath, a pained expression in his eyes as if he was trying hard to endure something: "Please, keep calm, I will explain everything one by one to all of you!"

The crowd fell silent, looking expectantly at Fang Wenjie.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, Fang Wenjie sighed, a struggling look appearing in his eyes; "I, I have no relationship with Ye Yuwan!"

"No relationship? Then how do you explain the incidents that occurred earlier?"

"I heard you invited Miss Ye to the Misty Restaurant for dinner, were you pursuing her?"

"Did she reject you?"

"I heard that you played a piano piece for Miss Ye, which Jiang Chen rewarded with one hundred dollars, is that true or false?"

The entertainment reporters fired off their questions again.

"Please, be quiet everyone!" Fang Wenjie had to raise his hand to signal again.

Once everyone settled down, Fang Wenjie began with a pained face: "I love Ye Yuwan! I dare to say this sentence even now, but I cannot accept such a woman! I didn't expect that I would be deceived by such a woman! Her innocence, her pure and noble image, it was all an act! She... I, I can't continue!"

Fang Wenjie crouched down in agony, holding his head single-handedly, burying his head in the crook of his arm, looking as if he was in unbearable pain.

The reporters were stunned, their mouths gaping open as they stared at Fang Wenjie.

This, this, this... is too explosive, isn't it?! Ye Yuwan! The pure and noble goddess Ye Yuwan, she's... faking it? Could it be...

The amount of information in Fang Wenjie's words might not seem like much, but to an entertainment reporter's ears, it was an infinite loop of an equation incessantly writing out answers.

"Mr. Fang, please tell us about what happened, your previous words seem to besmirch the reputation of a popular idol, and that could constitute the crime of infringing upon another's reputation!" one somewhat more rational entertainment reporter said, frowning.

"What reputation? What reputation does Ye Yuwan have?!"

Fang Wenjie appeared to lose control suddenly, standing up fiercely, staring fixatedly at the reporter, his voice hoarse and loud, "Her reputation is all trash! What pure noble sweet goddess? It's all bullshit!"

"Mr. Fang, do you have any evidence?" an entertainment reporter asked, eyes gleaming.

"Evidence? Haha..." Fang Wenjie bellowed with laughter, "Does what I saw with my own eyes count as evidence? Does what I heard with my own ears count as evidence? Does this broken arm of mine count as evidence? Huh? Does it?"

The crowd of entertainment reporters was momentarily stunned, then their eyes flashed with intense eagerness, swarming around him like flies drawn to a stench, their boom mics nearly shoved into Fang Wenjie's mouth!

"Mr. Fang, please elaborate on Miss Ye's situation!"

"Mr. Fang, can you provide examples of what Miss Ye has done?"

"Mr. Fang, can you explain in detail how your arm got broken?"

"Mr. Fang, your broken arm, is it related to Miss Ye?"

The reporters' questions were rattling off like machine-gun fire.

Fang Wenjie hung his head as if struggling greatly, but a cold, mocking smile spread across his face unseen by others.

...

At Dingyun Lake Villa.

Jiang Chen and Ye Yuwan sat in the villa's great hall, with Xuan Long and Yan Hu standing beside them, all four staring intently at the TV in the hall.

Fang Wenjie's press conference was broadcast live!

Seeing the vile expression on Fang Wenjie's face on the TV, and hearing his malicious words, tears welled up in Ye Yuwan's eyes, her body trembling with rage.

And Jiang Chen, too, had a trace of icy mockery on his lips, his narrowed eyes brimming with killing intent.

"Fine, Fang Wenjie, if you're seeking death, then I'll grant it to you!"

He took out his phone and made several calls.

A minute after Jiang Chen hung up, the phone of Fang Wenjie's father, Fang Changling, began to ring incessantly. With each call he took, Fang Changling's face grew paler. When all calls were answered, his legs gave out, and he slumped to the floor.

"Changling, what's wrong with you?" Fang Changling's wife, seeing him desolate on the living room floor, was shocked and hurried over, asking with concern.

"Make a call, call Wenjie!" Fang Changling said, his eyes empty. Suddenly, his face twisted in fury, and he roared, "Call that beast Wenjie! Call that beast!"

"Alright, alright!" Fang's mother nodded repeatedly, casting a worried glance at Fang Changling, she took out her phone to dial Fang Wenjie's number.

"Wait!" Fang Changling suddenly grabbed his wife's hand, his voice dark, "First, call Fang Zhengshan, the Family Head of the Fang Family, one of the Four Great Aristocratic Families!"

...

Back at the press conference.

"Mr. Fang, please answer our questions!"

"Mr. Fang, please respond to the questions!"

"Mr. Fang..."

The reporters, seeing Fang Wenjie keeping his head down in silence, began to urge him on impatiently.

Fang Wenjie lifted his head, his face filled with sorrow, his voice thick with emotion, "I truly liked Ye Yuwan and sincerely wanted to pursue her, but, I never expected she would be that kind of woman!

Ye Yuwan is just a foster daughter from a minor family in Jinhai. I always thought she achieved today's success through her talent and hard work, but I never imagined, she... she was actually kept by a big boss!

That boss would even take her to meet clients; nearly every deal was closed by Ye Yuwan."

"She closed the deals? How did she do it?" The reporters' eyes widened immediately, like sharks smelling blood.

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