Jiang Qingyu's public image crumbled 8

However, the reporters did not shut up as she wished. After the silence, they asked even more intense questions. The more she broke down, the fiercer the flash lights were, and the more ear-piercing the interview was.

Jiang qingyin felt as if countless needles were stabbing into her temple. She suddenly grabbed the female reporter's microphone and smashed it on the ground. She screamed at her, " "Get lost! Get lost!"

The live broadcast of the press conference was not turned off. At this moment, the most shocked people were Jiang qingfei's die-hard fans.

They watched helplessly as the pure, elegant, and perfect fairy Sister Jiang qingyin, with her hair disheveled and her face in a mess, hysterically looked like a lunatic in front of the camera.

In the video that was circulating on Weibo, she was hanging out with a group of middle-aged men like that. It was low-class, obscene, and unsightly.

Jiang Qingyu's fans suddenly felt that their three views were about to collapse.

Impossible, how could it be like this?

Luo Qiao should be the one defaming their sister, how could Sister Jiang qingfei be such a person?

……

At this moment, a black car stopped silently not far from the entrance of the press conference.

The man sitting in the car crossed his long legs elegantly and lazily supported his head with his hand. The sleeves of his shirt were white, revealing the smooth and exquisite lines of his wrist.

Ming Siran's gaze fell on the disheveled Jiang qingyin, his expression cold.

The underling turned his head and said in a low voice, " President Ming, with those videos, Jiang qingfei's reputation has been completely ruined. She will never be able to make a comeback.

Ming Siran hummed emotionlessly.

All the injuries that Luo Qiao had suffered in the past would now be repaid in full by her own body.

……

The sun was glaring. The reporters had left at the entrance of the press conference. Even Jiang qingfei's manager was nowhere to be seen. The surroundings seemed to be empty.

At this moment, the footsteps in front of them were particularly eye-catching.

Jiang qingyin, who was sitting by the car, raised her head slowly. Her eyes fell on the man's expensive leather shoes. She paused for a moment, and her eyes slowly looked up until they met Ming Siran's beautiful, amorous eyes.

Jiang qingyin was stunned, and then her whole body stiffened.

She subconsciously avoided his gaze and placed her hand by her ear, trying to tuck her slightly messy hair behind her ear.

Her fine eyelashes trembled slightly. She had not been so flustered even in front of the reporters just now. It was as if her most unbearable side had been seen by the most perfect person in her heart, and she only felt ashamed of her own inferiority.

Jiang qingyin slowly stood up from the ground. She felt the man's cold gaze on her. She clenched her fingers and her face turned slightly pale. si Yiran, si Yiran, si Yiran.

Because of how she addressed him, Ming Siran's good-looking brows furrowed slightly. He looked at her coldly and said unhappily, " "Jiang Qingyu, yay!"

The man's deep and pleasant voice entered her ears. Jiang qingfei raised her head and looked at him. She did not wait for him to finish and said hurriedly, " "You saw it, didn't you?" Her eyes reddened, and she took a step towards Ming Siran. "Those bastards forced me. I didn't want to. They drugged me. I didn't know they took a video. Those bastards!"

Tears rolled down from Jiang qingyin's eyes. She bit her lip tightly, looking extremely aggrieved.

Looking at the devilish face of the man in front of her, Jiang qingyin choked and said, " Siran, I'm a victim. Those videos made me break down. I don't understand why Luo Qiao would post them all. How could she be so vicious? "