Yan's press conference was held, and Song Xiang attended on time. As soon as she appeared in the camera, media from all sides flashed their lights crazily at her belly.
"Ms. Song, do you intend to admit the fact of pregnancy when you attend in person?"
"What kind of compensation does Mr. Yan plan to give to Secretary Wen who jumped into the river?"
"Can you please answer it?"
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The venue was packed with reporters, and random questions rained down like raindrops, making it difficult to hear clearly.
Song Xiang sat down at the speaker's table with her belly stretched out, supporting her lower back in a very artificial way, somewhat deliberately showing off her belly.
The press conference was a live broadcast, and for her artificial behavior, a "girl watch killing" team quickly appeared on the screen, scolding her and everything.
"Everyone who came today is probably curious about the story between Mr. Yan and me, right?"
Song Xiang continued to commit suicide and did not answer the questions. Instead, he looked "happy" and wanted to share.
The media were all stunned. Two reporters standing in front of the audience could hardly hold the microphone and looked at each other, not knowing how to continue.
Someone was quite smart and asked, "When did you and Mr. Yan get together?"
Song Xiang held her chin and stroked her belly, "Three years ago, in the Maldives, Mr. Yan confessed his love to me."
The whole place was in an uproar.
"Then for Miss Wen..."
Song Xiang: "She? Is pregnant. The child belongs to our Mr. Yan."
The reporter was completely dumbfounded. He didn’t expect that your circle would be so open.
Song Xiang didn't care. She faced the camera and continued to share: "Mr. Yan is very good to me. He confessed his love to me in the Maldives and then wanted me to resign."
She sighed, her posture artificial, "But I couldn't let him go, so I persisted for two years before resigning."
The reporters were silent.
Song Xiang said to the camera again: "By the way, Mr. Yan still plans to marry me without a prenuptial agreement."
This sentence was so shocking that the whole audience was dumbfounded. The reporters were activated again and all stepped forward.
Fortunately, there were enough bodyguards, otherwise Song Xiang would have been divided on the spot.
"When will you and Mr. Yan get married?"
"You and Yan Shu are married, what will happen to Miss Wen's children?"
"Has the marriage been approved by the Yan family?"
Song Xiang waved his hand, "I don't know any of this."
The reporter was confused, "Not sure? How can we be sure about getting married?"
Song Xiang spread his hands, "I don't know, it's because I haven't reached that stage yet in my dream."
All reporters:???
Song Xiang sighed, reached down, opened his clothes, and took out the "child" inside.
The whole audience was dumbfounded
The live broadcast stopped instantly on the screen, and the trolls were stunned.
Song Xiang clicked his tongue, threw the artificial belly on the table, and smiled at the camera, "As you can see, I was 'pregnant' just now."
The reporters reacted and the live broadcast also started to swipe the screen.
"Miss Song, what do you mean?"
Song Xiang straightened up and said with a serious look on his face, "One picture at the beginning, and the rest is all up to editing. You are all in the media, so you should know it very well."
Some reporters didn't buy it: "But you just admitted that Miss Wen is pregnant."
Song Xiang looked coldly and said: "I did say it, but I also read it from the Internet."
She stood up, walked down with the artificial belly, and spoke to the camera: "As long as someone breaks the news, anyone can get pregnant with Yan Han's child. Fortunately, no one has discovered this business opportunity in these years, otherwise our Yan family would have to die.
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"But Secretary Wen is indeed pregnant."
Song Xiang: "Then please give birth to her, DNA will not lie."
reporter:"……"
"We, the Yan family, have enough evidence to prove Mr. Yan's innocence. We are just giving some people a chance. I didn't expect that she would not cherish herself so much. Then we can only follow the due judicial process."
Song Xiang returned to the table and said word by word, "Thank you all for coming tonight. Later, Yan's official website will release some video materials. I hope everyone's reporting intensity can be as strong as the speed of eating melons."
After speaking, she bowed deeply to the reporters.
In the lens.
Under the cover of bodyguards, the woman with excellent temperament got into the car again and drove off amid the reporters' questioning.
In the ward, Shun Leng stared at the screen, not changing his face due to the change in public opinion. He was still unhappy with what Song Xiang said when he left.
Yan Song looked at his young master's expression and cleared his throat, "The stock price should rise tomorrow."
Yan Han didn't say anything, took a deep breath, and suddenly sneered.
"It's so shameless that you actually think it's a virtue to rush to raise other people's children!"