Ye Jin town is determined to continue the action in his hand. It's like reporting the weather to imitate the words of assistant Buddhist Lin, which has nothing to do with him.

When a bowl of porridge is fed, Yu Guang sweeps to assistant Lin and stands there, he just carelessly gives him a look.

"What are you still doing standing here?"

Assistant Lin:.......

dare you, what he said, has Ye always not heard a word?

Assistant Lin had to repeat it again.

Ye Jincheng's response was bland, "Oh, what does it have to do with me?"

Assistant Lin has a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. He has no relationship with you or who.

He slowly said, "Mr. Ye, these people really have something to do with you. They're all here for gossip. "

"Paparazzi?"

Just lying down, Jian Xiaolu sat up again, and the fire of gossip in her heart was burning.

"What's the matter?"

As soon as assistant Lin wanted to speak, he received the warning eyes from ye Jincheng, and immediately changed his way: "nothing, it's all small things."

The little action of the two people, Jane Xiaolu looked in the eyes, did not break through.

He didn't say, and she didn't ask.

"Then why don't you go and have a look?"

Ye Jincheng nodded his head, and Jian Xiaolu said what he thought.

"If there's something inconvenient later, you can call me."

Jane Xiaolu chuckled, "do you think it's a decoration to protect the bell?"

Ye Jincheng gently rubbed her head. "I'm sorry, I forgot."

Assistant Lin looked at all this in silence and felt that he had been given a handful of dog food for no reason.

No, he's not a single dog at all. He's sour.

......

when he came out of the ward, ye Jincheng was like a new person, with a gentle look and a cold appearance.

The paparazzi didn't get into the hospital as they wanted, but some smart ones came in disguised as patients.

Seeing ye Jincheng appear at this time, I wish I could stick it up like a dog skin plaster.

"Mr. Ye, have you known the truth that Miss Suning is a murderer for a long time? Have you not married her?"

"Mr. Ye, what do you know about this time? Is it convenient to disclose?"

"Mr. Ye......"

a series of questions were thrown over, and assistant Lin behind couldn't help pinching his sweat.

He was thinking about how to explain. He heard Ye Jincheng saying in a gentle voice, "I'm not a police station here. There's no truth you want to know."

Cold left this sentence, ye Jincheng no longer pay attention to the people behind, out of the hospital gate.

At this time, a lot of unknown media surrounded the gate of the hospital, and the appearance of Ye Jincheng made them all swarm over.

Just standing there, ye Jincheng is the existence of the common indignation of people and gods.

After shooting, a reporter from a well-known website took the lead in pointing the microphone at him.

Before the speech is finished, ye Jincheng pulls the microphone out of her hand.

"In recent days, the media has been asking me why I want to come to the hospital and who lives in the hospital, so I will tell you today."

With Ye Jincheng's voice settled, there was unanimous applause.

"Mr. Ye, who is that lying in the ward?"

"Is there a baby ready to give birth?"

Everyone, when you talk to me, you discuss it excitedly, as if you are worrying about your family's affairs, which completely drowns Ye Jincheng's voice.

The reporter who took out the microphone couldn't help but shout out, "what do you say to Mr. Ye?"

At this time, the crowd stopped.

I saw Ye Jincheng holding the microphone, and his lips outlined a gentle smile. "I love her in the ward. She has been injured in the hospital recently. I hope you don't disturb her."

After a moment of consternation, someone burst out a voice, "sobbing, I finally came out of the pain of the marriage of the God of man. Now you tell me that you have a loved one..."

there are many young women in the reporter. At this time, it's heartbreaking to hear ye Jincheng's admission without covering up the big square.

But they were significantly more sedate than the people who had just spoken.

"Mr. Ye, when did your relationship begin?"

Ye Jincheng smiled, "three years ago."

In spite of the separation, he and she never broke up.

The man thought he heard it wrong and repeated, "Mr. Ye, are you sure you said three years ago, not three days ago?"

In the face of her questions, ye Jincheng was not impatient. "You didn't hear me wrong. We were together three years ago."

Once again, everyone was surprised. Just as everyone was immersed in this deep feeling, a tricky reporter asked questions."If ye was always with each other three years ago, what is Miss Suning? Do you have a clean spare wheel? "

The man asked sharply, and didn't think it was wrong at all.

Ye Jincheng glanced at it. The man thought he would see the expression of anger on Ye Jincheng's face, but he didn't.

He didn't expect that his deliberately difficult question would set Ye Jincheng as the model representative of the whole East City in the future.

Ye Jincheng gave a light shout. It was a very common sentence, but it was full of awe when he said it from his mouth.

"I don't think you really understand what a spare tire is. I've never admitted my relationship with Suning. Why did you put her on the hat of spare wheel? "

The man was speechless at once.

But there is humanity: "it's true that Su Ning is the only one who has had an affair with Mr. Ye, but it's normal to have an affair with his artists."

"Yeah, besides, Su Ning always made those rumors. Ye never said anything."

"Maybe Suning wants to rub the heat with the leaves."

Seeing more and more people helping Ye Jincheng, the man was hated with no power to reply.

But it's said that the rhythm will soon be brought to another thing.

"Mr. Ye, can you tell me who the woman is? Is it an insider? Will marriage be considered in the near future? "

Assistant Lin frowned, and as soon as he came up with a voice to stop him, he saw Ye Jincheng miraculously take over the microphone from the man who asked.

Assistant Lin was shocked. You know, ye Jincheng, who has been showing people coldly, never answered more than three words from the media.

Today, we are not only unconventional, but also take the initiative to clarify.

It's really... The first time ever.

Ye Jincheng's answer is still very brief.

"I'm not an insider. I'll get married in the near future."

A short sentence is enough to satisfy everyone's curiosity.

I forgot to ask the questions that I had typed before, and the reporters dispersed in succession. They all planned to be the first one to publish tomorrow's headlines...