"Miss Lisha..."
"Miss Lisha..."
One sharp question after another came flying at her, but they were all casually brushed aside by Su Nian, either skipped over lightly or dismissed in a few words.
"Miss Lisha, may I ask you this year..."
A young reporter's words were cut off by a voice full of anger, "Alright, the five-minute time is up. Please disperse."
As the voice fell, Zheng Haoyu eased his way through the group of reporters around Su Nian, squeezing himself into the circle.
Su Nian raised an eyebrow. She thought he would be standing back and enjoying the show. Why did he come to help her? What about Qin Xiaofei?
Zheng Haoyu's arrival sparked a new round of offensive from the reporters, "Miss Lisha, may I ask what relationship this gentleman has with you?"
Gentleman? Su Nian's mouth twitched. With your big, white eyes, if he's a gentleman, then pigs might fly.
"Miss Lisha, are you married to this man by your side?"
