When she finished speaking, an awkward silence settled over the room.
Gao Youming covered his face; he had never witnessed such narcissism before.
Song Cheng's lips twitched. She was just a reporter, wasn't she? Why was Forget Chuan so smitten with her?
Even Shen Liangchuan couldn't help but let a small smile play across his lips. He remained silent, but his eyes gleamed with amusement.
Qiao Lian, oblivious to their reactions or choosing to ignore them, carried on. "In the entertainment industry, it's inevitable that we pay more attention to certain renowned journalists. There's one particular reporter named Qiao Lian who has caught my attention."
Shen Liangchuan had always held the opinion that reporters like her, who invade people's privacy, were crossing a line. Now was the time for her to promote her own image.
