"Mr. Shen, Miss Jian Sisi claims you're her husband. Is that true?"
"Mr. Shen, Miss Jian Sisi says she's been by your side for four years, and now you're abandoning her, leaving her in the lurch. Is that true?"
"Mr. Shen, Miss Jian has been sitting on the balcony for half an hour now, but you've only just arrived. Does this mean, as rumored, that you no longer care about Miss Jian?"
"..."
The questions surged like tide water, and the journalists swarmed over like ants.
Each person held a microphone, all pointed toward Shen Chi's Maybach.
The public relations team of Shen Group had already been deployed, and Xiao Mo was maintaining order, but everyone's faces were filled with helplessness.
Shen Chi wore sunglasses, and as he looked up, he saw Jian Sisi sitting on the balcony of the tenth floor.
Jian Sisi wore a white dress, with one leg already hanging over the edge of the balcony.
