Chapter 56

Tang Lingxi felt something wrong. That day, he was dressed up and wore a mask all the time. He deliberately lowered his voice.

So how does Dongling Nanzhi know that he is his own, just because of his relationship with Dongling Beichen?

"Because..." Dongling Nanzhi leaned over and sniffed between her neck and smiled gently, "I remember your taste."

This sentence is extremely ambiguous. If it weren't for the thick skinned people who have practiced for many years, it's estimated that Tang Lingxi should be blushing and thick necked this time.

"I'm also drunk if I can remember the taste for so long..." Tang Lingxi glanced. Dongling Nanzhi made it clear that she didn't want to tell the truth, and she wouldn't ask. She just thought that Dongling Beichen wouldn't take these small things to heart. Sure enough, she misunderstood him?

Misunderstanding is misunderstanding!

Tang Lingxi pursed his dry lips. They were not people of the same world and never were.

Maybe she will be moved, maybe she will feel guilty, but Tang Lingxi has reason and has been confused once, so she cherishes this little life.

Ouyang Yalan, this time, I will never let you live again

"You have a good rest. Brother Beichen is looking for you these days, but as long as you are here, he can't find you." Dongling Nanzhi stretched his waist and stood up to leave. Tang Lingxi doesn't matter, and he doesn't have to stay here all the time.

"Why did you save me and help me?"

"Because you are my fiancee." Dongling Nanzhi raised his eyebrows and said jokingly.

Tang Lingxi scolded secretly. It was undoubtedly more difficult to find the secret from this man than to go to heaven. He didn't know which of his words was true. He had mastered other people's secrets. He was really a terrible person.

"Don't forget your IOU."

"OK, no problem... By the way, I went to my brother today. It seems that he wants to hold a press conference at 5 o'clock. You can also have a look."

Dongling Nanzhi left a meaningful word, then turned and left. Tang Lingxi began to feel a mess in his head.

Press conference, what do you mean?

Whatever he means!

Tang Lingxi pulled the quilt to cover his head and wrapped himself well. One day has passed and Dongling Beichen has not found himself, which proves that this place is also safe.

But she couldn't sleep over and over. She always felt that something had not been done, and it felt like something was going to happen, which made her restless in her sleep.

I don't know how long it took. Tang Lingxi finally couldn't help but lift up the quilt and shout outside. Two people served their servants and turned on the TV.

It's not five o'clock yet

Dongling Beichen dressed neatly and sat in a chair without saying a word. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him. He was quietly in the corner, but he couldn't hide the light from his whole body.

Zhou Zao began to negotiate with the person in charge of the press conference. As soon as 5 o'clock, Zhou Zao ran back to Dongling Beichen.

"It's almost ready, and the reporters are ready."

"En." Dongling Beichen nodded, straightened his sleeves and stood up. "Let those reporters come in. The more people, the better. It's still from the TV station. The notice goes on. All TV broadcasts should be forwarded in real time at 5 o'clock."

Zhou Zao was dumb and played so much. What are you going to say?

A female secretary in the accompanying secretary group pulled Zhou Zao's arm: "boss, what is this?"

"I don't know." Zhou was confused in the early morning.

"You are a popular person in front of the boss. Do you know if there is any result in finding someone, or the old area in the south of the city?"

"I don't understand at all. I haven't heard anything in advance."

Zhou Zao sighed darkly that he was getting more and more confused about his boss.

When the female secretary saw that he didn't know anything, she had to step aside and get busy. Several secretaries discussed it around. There was no result. Holding a press conference was like the boss's temporary decision, like... Such a normal thing as "I want to eat".

Not to mention the reporters outside, they couldn't talk about anything, so they had to look at their watch anxiously and wait.

Five o'clock.

Dongling Beichen walked to the front of the stage in a flash of light and didn't take a seat. Standing in front of the stage, he was tall and had a clear face. At this time, he seemed quiet and independent in the noise.

He is like a fairy who is not exposed to lead dust. He is always high above.

At the beginning of the press conference, everyone began to make a sensation and rushed up one after another.

Although Beichen of Dongling has been a man of the moment in recent years, he has always been relatively low-key. Let alone hold any press conference, he has not even been secretly photographed.

The only one is Meng Qingli, the daughter of the Meng family, but some veteran journalists should understand that it is Dongling Beichen's guilt that Meng Qingyao will allow her sister to approach her.

This time, for the first time, Dongling Beichen took the initiative to ask for a press conference. It's a rare event in a hundred years!

Dongling Beichen looked at the lively scene, and a strange flash flashed in his cold eyes.

Tang Lingxi always liked such a noisy atmosphere. Although she was used to being alone, she especially liked the excitement and many people. Her house had to make a little noise.

She was afraid of the dark. She didn't dare to turn off the lights at night. She was afraid of the cold. When the temperature was a little lower, she began to tremble.

He doesn't want Tang Lingxi to face the cold world alone. He wants the ghost girl to be behind him every day in the future.

At a cold glance, the cold light suddenly appeared, and the whole meeting hall immediately quieted down.

All the reporters held their breath and looked at the man on the stage. The security guards and staff around were very nervous unexpectedly. Although it was not the first time to hold a press conference, that man was Dongling Beichen!

If you are not careful, you can lose your job. That's worse than losing your head!

Zhou made a gesture to Beichen of Dongling in the early morning, and everything was ready.

Under the magnesium light, all radio stations in the imperial capital are ready, and the television cameras are ready.

Everyone's eyes gathered on Beichen of Dongling at this moment. In this case, Beichen of Dongling looked down at the world like a patrolling emperor.

In this noisy and grand event, under the state of tension and depression, everyone is mentally tense and waiting.

And Dongling Beichen only said seven words, and then stood still quietly. For a long time, the whole audience was still silent.

Zhou's walkie talkie crashed to the ground in the early morning. The originally noisy venue immediately became silent, as if a needle could be heard clearly.

Only the man in the camera, a pair of deep eyes.

Happy birthday, Tang Lingxi.

Seeing the live broadcast through the TV picture, Tang Lingxi had a bang in his head and didn't know anything.