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"Isn't that nonsense? Of course it was Miss Xu Xu Miao Rong! Have you forgotten their relationship with each other? "

"Oh, yes!"

"This is indeed a pretty pleasant surprise."

Li Yiyao, who was standing behind her, suddenly gave her a light push.

Lan Yue directly smashed open the door with her forehead, staggered two steps forward, and was completely exposed in front of all the gazes and cameras. With one hand against the wall, she struggled to stabilize her footsteps, then looked up, meeting Qi Yanjun's interested gaze as expected.

"..."

She seemed to have been struck by lightning as she stood straight. Her eyes flickered with panic, shock, and doubt.

She wasn't stupid, she was even quite intelligent.

She just didn't understand.

The spectators on the stage were even more astonished than her, they were stunned for a second, then they stuck their heads out to look behind Lan Yue, not realizing that the 'Young Lady Qi Xu Miao Rong' they thought was there, and subconsciously made a foolish action — — ruthlessly rubbing their eyes, they suspected that they were seeing things.

"Who is this?" Could it be that today is April Fool's Day, and the Young Master Qi is joking with us? "

Lan Yue also felt that Qi Yanjun was being a prank, she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, but before she could say anything, Qi Yanjun casually walked down the stage, with his legs wrapped up in slacks, he walked straight towards her.

During the process, the casual smile on his face became gentler, and one could see a hint of gentleness in his expression.

He walked to in front of Lan Yue and extended his hand out, raising his thin rosy lips, "Wife, you're here."

"..."

Not only was Lan Yue frightened, the spectators were also petrified.

Were they hallucinating?

Young Master Qi called her … Wife? And it was even calling out so affectionately!

Lan Yue unbelievably opened her beautiful eyes wide, meeting his gentle gaze that seemed to be able to squeeze out water. She opened her mouth, but her mind was blank, only one thought was left.

What was he trying to do?

Seeing that she did not reply to him, Qi Yanjun's eyes flashed with a cold light, his face still had a smiling expression, he took the initiative to stretch his arm out, grabbing onto her slender waist, then bringing her into his embrace. Sensing her rigidity and resistance, he increased his strength, as though he was lifting a little chicken to carry her.

He helped her put away the scattered strands of hair by her ear as he spoke with a voice full of pity, "Why are your hands so cold? Weren't you supposed to wear more?"

"Qi Yanjun, what are you trying to do?!"

Lan Yue was so nervous that she did not even dare breathe too loudly, her body was weak as she leaned on his shoulder, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, she angrily asked. She was long accustomed to this man's personality, where she turned her face faster than turning books.

Qi Yanjun lowered his head, and his slightly cold lips grazed past the tip of her ears, leaving behind an ambiguous aura.

"Guess."

Lan Yue clenched her teeth, allowing Yun Che to bring her up onto the stage forcibly.

The intimate scene between the two made the audience look at each other in dismay. Even though they had seen it with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe it.

Didn't they say that Miss Xu was Young Master Qi's girlfriend?

What was the background of this strange woman?

She was extremely beautiful, one level higher than many female celebrities in the entertainment circle who had had their face decorated. Her gorgeous face was as tender as a rose, but her temperament was cold and indifferent.

As soon as Qi Yanjun and Lan Yue sat down, they could no longer control the doubts in their hearts. Just as they were about to ask, they saw Qi Yanjun's long finger casually pointing at a reporter who wanted to ask a question, and with a hint of cynicism, he said, "You go first."

The reporter whose name he had called immediately stood up and fired off a barrage of questions.

"Young Master Qi, may I ask, is the young lady beside you really your wife? However, you just admitted that Miss Xu Xu Miao Rong is your girlfriend a few days ago. "Young Master Qi, please answer my question."

It was clearly a formal product launch, but it instantly became the home ground for reporters to pursue gossip.

As Lan Yue and Qi Yanjun sat on the same chair, he firmly restrained her movements, forcing her to nestle against his chest. Her posture was intimate yet ambiguous.

The questions asked by the reporters were also what she wanted to know.

"First." "My wife and I are indeed husband and wife. We have received certificates and held weddings."

"Second, um, skip."

Skip?

Lan Yue sneered, he had nothing to say!

It was clear that the reporters were not satisfied with his' skipping 'answer, and continued to surround him on the subject, "Young Master Qi, do you know the truth about you and this Miss Lan Yue's marriage? Or could it be that she, as a young miss of a noble family, is willing to lower herself to be your mistress that cannot be exposed to the light of day? "

The moment his voice fell, a cold gaze locked onto him. The murderous intent contained within made his body tremble, and he quickly shut his mouth.

In the next moment, the killing intent disappeared as if it had never appeared. Qi Yanjun still had that indifferent look on his face, he turned and stared at Lan Yue, smiling faintly, like a spring breeze, it was gentle to the point of intoxicating.

Under the blazing light, Lan Yue's heart skipped a beat as she stared into the dark eyes that were filled with love.

"I can tell you all very clearly, Lan Yue will be my eternal wife."

"..."

A few ripples surfaced in Lan Yue's heart. Even though her expression was still relatively calm, her tightly pursed lips still revealed her true emotions.

Qi Yanjun's lips rubbed against her earlobes, causing his to feel numb and her heart to become even more chaotic. However, his next words were like a bucket of cold water, watering her heart with cold water.

"Wife, let me tell you a secret. A hundred years from now, you will definitely be buried in my Qi Family's ancestral tomb. In this life, you will forever be my, Qi Yanjun's, woman!"

In the eyes of others, the two of them were truly a loving couple. However, only Lan Yue could feel the hidden evil intent behind his words.

Qi Yanjun seemed to have not seen her expression which instantly became as white as snow. After he slowly spoke, he suddenly lowered his head, and placed a kiss on her lips like a dragonfly touching the water.

"Hua!"

Once Qi Yanjun made his move, the entire area was in an uproar, without bothering to ask anymore, private conversations filled the large space, no matter how long it took.

Lan Yue was not happy at all. On the contrary, she felt a chill run down his spine as the cold snake's tongue licked her skin. Looking at the soul-stirring eyes of his, she could see that she did not have a single trace of blood on her face.

She finally understood why he had suddenly revealed their relationship.

He simply didn't want to let her go. He wanted to use this method to keep her here and continue torturing her!

"This is the end of today's press conference. Goodbye."

With his goal achieved, Qi Yanjun lost all patience and stood up with Lan Yue in his arms, walking towards the door.

"Young Master Qi!"

Some people wanted to find out more, but they were interrupted by Qi Yanjun.

"I've already provided you with such a huge piece of news for free today. Don't push your luck."

The first half of his sentence was still in the usual lazy tone, but the second half had suddenly turned cold. With his oppressive might, no one dared to make a sound.

It was only when Qi Yanjun hugged Lan Yue and walked further and further away did the silent space become lively once again.

"Have you decided on the headlines?" If not, then use my way of thinking — Qizhong Sheng announced the fact that he is married, and the daughter of the Wealthy Class, Xu Miao Rong, has been miserably abandoned! "

"This one isn't too good, listen to my — — True Love is not a match for the Wealthy Class Marriage, the's Marriage is an astonishing secret!"

"Pfft, that's not bad, I got a burst. But seriously, I was really shocked, Young Master Qi got married? The target was not Xu Miao Rong? Just who exactly is that Lan Yue person, he should not be some huge character or else it would be impossible for us to not get a clue about him. "

"What do you know? This is what a true love feels like!"

"..."

As for Lan Yue, who was already out of the group's gates, was forced to sit in Qi Yanjun's Lamborghini. She had a frosty look on her face, her hands on her chest, as though she was on guard.

Qi Yanjun loosened his dark striped tie, supported one of his hands by her side, and looked down at her from above while half-bowing. His expression was frivolous, as if he was teasing a small, disobedient pet.

"Satisfied now? Good girl, give me a kiss. "

He could actually laugh, and even say such shameless words!

"Qi Yanjun, I remember telling you before that I want to get a divorce!"

"I don't agree!"