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In fact, if you think about it, you will understand that some people's questioning is not ridicule or questioning, but maybe it is simply curiosity.

At the end of the interview, the reporters satisfied their desire to snoop and left contentedly.

Wei Qing asked the backbone of several companies to stay at the banquet to entertain, while he took the elevator to take the reporters out of the company.

The moment you step out of the banquet hall.

All the reporters loosened their shoulders.

"Mr. Wei." Walking beside Wei Qing, the most aggressive reporter stopped and asked softly with some hesitation, "We interviewed today, are you allowed to post it tomorrow?"

The man paused in his footsteps, his eyes darkened and said: "Fo, I asked you to come, just to let you post, the best front page headlines, the news hotspots in rotation on each David TV, to be a sensation, let the whole Song City know, I'm already married, and the person I marry is Yan Chuyang."

"Okay okay."

"You performed very well today." Wei Qing looked up and inspected the tense reporters standing beside him, nodded and said: "The question is sharp enough, and the performance is realistic enough. I will tell the assistant and give the due reward Call your account."

"It's all right." The reporters breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought the play was over, and the question just now was too tricky.

"There is more." Wei Qing pointed to the camera and said, "Everything that recorded Yan Chuyang's picture will be cut off, only my picture will be kept, and what he said will be broadcast in voice, and it will also be broadcast in news reports. Don't let me see his picture appear in the major newspapers."

After being stunned for a while, the reporters nodded one after another: "Okay, okay, we understand."

After sending the reporter away, Wei Qing got on the elevator and went to the office on the top floor to watch the banquet at Chuyang.

When he opened the door and entered the office, the boy did not rest in the lounge, but stood in front of the office's floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the scenery downstairs.

It may be that the office is too spacious, or it may be that I think too much.

In short, Wei Qing felt that this back was very lonely and helpless, which made him inexplicably distressed.

The man walked over slowly, the sound of his footsteps being lost in the thick cashmere carpet.

Yan Chuyang was so engrossed that he didn't realize that there was someone standing behind him.

"What's wrong?" Wei Qing raised his hand and hugged him into his arms.

The boy's shoulders trembled, he turned his head and was stunned for a while before he said, "Wei Qing?"

"Huh?" The man raised his hand to touch the other person's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you rest, didn't you say you didn't sleep well this morning?"

Yan Chuyang's eyes flickered, and he changed the subject and asked, "Has the reporter downstairs left?"

"Well, they're all gone."

"What... did they ask you?"

"I didn't ask anything." Wei Qing lowered his hand, put one hand in his pocket, and said casually, "I just asked when we met, when we got the certificate, and... when will we prepare for the wedding?"

The boy's eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously took two steps back, lowering his head as if to escape.

Wei Qing's face froze, and the hands around the boy's waist froze there.

The man's eyes darkened, he squeezed the other's waist, and said in a deep voice, "What are you hiding from?"

Yan Chuyang flinched, shook off the hands on his waist, and took a big step back, his face pale.

Wei Qing stared fixedly at the person in front of him as if he couldn't move his eyes: "What's wrong? What are you afraid of?"

"No."

The man's eyes were dark: "Are you unhappy? Do you think I shouldn't say those words?"

"How could it be!" Yan Chuyang raised his head and retorted, "It's not your fault, you were also forced to do nothing."

"That's right." Wei Qing followed his lead, "You can't blame me. On that occasion, there was nothing I could do. I know that you don't want others to know about our relationship, but you saw it too. I won't say anything. Those people would have rejected me completely."

"I understand." The boy pursed his lips tightly, "You don't need to explain to me, I understand."

Wei Qing heaved a sigh of relief, hesitated for a while, raised his hand and said, "Hey, if you don't blame me, come here now, and I'll accompany you to rest, okay?"

The boy clenched his fists tightly, his body trembled, but he didn't move.

The distance between the two of them is still more than one meter away.

Alarm bells rang in Wei Qing's heart.

In this state, is it possible that he wants to blame him?

"You can't blame me." Wei Qing resorted to the last trick, "I want to keep this secret. I promised you that after you graduate, I will tell others about our relationship. Since I promised, I will keep my promise, so When the reporter asked me, I didn't intend to say that you couldn't hold back, you were the first to admit it, didn't you?"

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the boy hard in the heart.

Yan Chuyang's knees softened, and he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't stand up, and all the blood on his face disappeared.

Wei Qing quickly stepped in front of the other party, hugged him in his arms, and said firmly, "You can't blame me, Yan Chuyang, I won't allow you to blame me."

"I didn't blame you." Yan Chuyang lay on the man's shoulder, was silent for a while, and said sullenly, "I'm blaming myself."

Wei Qing was stunned for a moment, pushed the man out of his arms, stared at the boy's eyes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, why are you blaming yourself?"

"Wei Qing." Yan Chuyang lowered his head, "I hurt you."

"Ah?" The man was startled, "What did you hurt me?"

Yan Chuyang raised his eyes, looked at the other party for a moment and said, "From today onwards, you have no way out. I told the truth so selfishly, and the media watched it. Tomorrow... maybe an hour later, the entire Song Dynasty Everyone in the city will know that you are married to a man."

Wei Qing relaxed his shoulders, raised his hand to touch the boy's face and said, "What's the matter? I don't blame you."

And, why blame?

This was originally planned by him, let the media ferment, let everyone know that Yan Chuyang married him, let Song Huaiqi understand that Yan Chuyang is already famous, and let those people around him consciously Far away from him, this is the best result.