Nangong Xuan's face instantly burned with pain.
She covered her face, her body unsteadily retreating several steps.
Tears slid from the corners of her eyes.
"Grandfather, I don't know why this happened..." She truly believed that the man that night was Gu Siting, which was why she dared to call the media and force him to give her an answer.
If she had known this would be the outcome, she would never have publicly slapped herself in the face!
Nangong Jing looked at the greatly shocked Nangong Xuan, his brows tightly furrowed as he said, "Grandfather, what's done is done. Now we must think of a way to make amends and salvage the situation."
Old Master Nangong, with a face ashen, pondered for a moment, "Yin Zhe must take responsibility for this matter to calm the storm!"
Nangong Xuan's eyes suddenly widened, "I don't want to marry Yin Zhe!"
"It's not about what you want or don't want, it's about what you must do now!"
