There were too many reporters, and they all seemed to come prepared.
They even knew Qu Ran's information very well.
Qu Ran had been paying attention to Ye Shaohua's side all along. Seeing a female reporter getting too close to Shaohua, he was just about to reach out to pull her back.
Shaohua took matters into her own hands.
When a microphone was about to hit her face, she directly grabbed the reporter's hand.
"No," Shaohua stared at the female reporter, spitting out two chilling words, "The path Qu Ran is taking cannot be replicated by anyone."
Her statement was abrupt, but the reporters read between the lines.
"So are you saying that you're deliberately promoting Qu Ran? Following in Yang Qingjiu's footsteps?"
"Who told you it was about following old paths?" Ye Shaohua lifted her chin, looking quite self-satisfied, "The person I, Ye Shaohua, choose to promote, within five years, I guarantee, no newcomer in the circle will reach the heights that he occupies."
