Almost as if he was used to their crazy questioning, Pu Yiji didn't even frown, looked at the villa steadily, and firmly answered with a short sentence, "We all believe in him."

Turning his head to look at each reporter, Pu Yiji added again, "I hope everyone can believe him."

"But Pu Yiji and Si Chenjiu have complete evidence of the violent incident, including witnesses. How can we explain this?"

"What you see is not necessarily true. Sometimes, what you see is wrong. Have you ever thought about the reasons or stories behind what you see?"

Pu Yiji didn't want to explain too much, and chuckled, "I just hope that everyone will believe who Chen Jiu is and what he is really like for so long, and don't misunderstand him by untrue reports."

After saying that, Pu Yiji ignored the reporters' obstruction and questions and quickly entered the villa, leaving behind a group of reporters calling for him.

"You're here."

Entering the room, Pu Yiji saw Si Chenjiu sitting on the sofa drinking quietly. He was neither as naughty nor as active as he usually was. Today, Si Chenjiu was extraordinarily calm and lonely.

The TV was not on, the computer was turned off, and even the newspaper was nowhere to be seen. Si Chenjiu must not want to see everyone’s comments!

Yunmiao and Si Xiyue stood at the door of the kitchen and carefully looked at Si Chenjiu's face. They wanted to say something but did not dare to say anything.

"It's such an afternoon. If you don't have afternoon tea, why do you start drinking wine?"

Si Chenjiu was not a good drinker, but today he saw him drinking foreign wine alone. Although Pu Yiji asked jokingly, he understood that he was sad, and that he was helpless and angry.

His hard work for so many years was shattered by a report in an instant. Some people from the outside world questioned and insulted him. Although there were also people who believed in him and continued to support him, the negative forces accounted for a lot of weight and became more and more.

It's hard to be one of them, let alone Si Chenjiu.

"Just a drink to satisfy my craving."

Smiling slightly, Si Chenjiu smiled a little reluctantly. He wanted to ignore the public opinion from the outside world, but he could hear the calls of reporters every day. Even if he didn't want to watch, there would be reports about him on TV, computers and mobile phones.

Even if he doesn't want to know or see things, it's hard for him. He wants to ignore it, but he can't. This makes him feel bad and depressed.

Pu Yiji hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Everyone is looking for evidence."

After hearing his words, Si Chenjiu frowned, glanced at Pu Yiji, then put down the wine glass in his hand and said slowly, "...why bother."

"Xiyue has conveyed your intention, and we also understand your thoughts."

"...!"

Unexpectedly, Si Xiyue would convey his words to them. Si Chenjiu looked at Si Xiyue at the door of the kitchen in shock. His eyes were complicated, accusatory, helpless and confused. Such an expression was something Si Chenjiu had never seen before.

I feel distressed in Yunmiao's eyes

Terribly, how she wished she could hug him, tell him that she would believe him, accompany him, tell him not to be disappointed, not to be sad, everything would be fine, but...she couldn't and didn't dare...she didn't have that identity.

But comforted him...

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Chapter completed!