374: C374 You Think I'm Afraid of You

C374 You Think I'm Afraid of You

The microphone, the camera, somebody smashed it into the ground and broke into pieces.

The reporters screamed involuntarily. Some of them were even hit by the microphone - it was the reporter who had poked Yan Wanwan just now.

"Nangong Yixiao? It's Nangong Yixiao!"

"Why is Nangong Yixiao here?"

The crowd was silent for a moment. They looked at the person in surprise.

The man was Nangong Yixiao.

This was the first time he was wearing casual leather casual clothes in front of the media. Without his suit, his elegance had disappeared, and his sharpness was apparent.

Nangong Yixiao held Yan Wanwan in his arms with one hand, and his other hand still maintained the motion of smashing the camera.

His eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were dark, as if his whole body was mixed with hostility.

Wanwan looked at the man who came out of nowhere and was stunned for a moment.

"Mr Nangong..." Wanwan blinked her eyes. She could not tell what she felt in her heart.

"Don't be afraid, Wanwan. I will protect you." Nangong Yixiao said to her in a voice that only the two of them could hear. The corner of his mouth curled into a comforting smile.

Nangong Yixiao was completely different from the reporter when he faced her. He was like a completely different person.

"Nangong Yixiao, you are using violence on the reporter!" A reporter pointed at the debris on the ground and said angrily.

The others were still taking pictures of Nangong Yixiao and Yan Wanwan - President Nangong and Mrs Fu hugging each other was another big news!

"You think I'm afraid of you?" Nangong Yixiao laughed in disdain. He looked around the crowd and extended his long arm and a camera.

"Pa!"

With another loud sound, the camera fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"What are you doing!? I didn't offend you!" The reporter was angry and terrified.

Nangong Yixiao sneered and didn't bother to talk to that person.

That machine hurt Yan Wanwan, shouldn't it be smashed?

"Wanwan, is there anything you want to say to them?" Nangong Yixiao lowered his head and asked Yan Wanwan, who was in his arms.

"No." Wanwan shook her head. There was nothing much to say. At a time like this, the more she spoke, the more distorted she would become.

The reporters' pens and the media's mouths were all sharp weapons!

"Get out of the way!" Nangong Yixiao looked at the reporters in front of him. His imposing manner soared, making several reporters from small media companies to back off.

Zuo Jia and the others finally squeezed over and stood in front of Yan Wanwan to protect her.

"Oh my God, Wanwan, it's green." Zuo Jia frowned and looked at Yan Wanwan's face.

Her skin was delicate and delicate. Now, her cheek bones and the corners of her mouth were green and red. After the red color dissipated, it would turn into a bruise. Because of the reporters' recklessness just now.

Wanwan touched the spot where the pain was on her face and did not have any unnecessary expression.

When the surrounding reporters heard this, they were all shocked. They stretched their necks to see Yan Wanwan's face clearly. It was true!

They looked away and did not dare to push forward, afraid of taking responsibility.

"Mr Nangong, may I ask why the person who came was not Third Young Master Fu, but you?" A reporter from a large media company mustered up his courage and asked.

Nangong Yixiao had originally protected Yan Wanwan and left the crowd. When he heard this, he paused and turned around to sneer. "This question, shouldn't you ask Fu Sihan?"

The reporters were stunned.

Nangong Yixiao continued to mock her. "If you have the ability, go and find Fu Sihan. What's the big deal about bullying a weak girl? The media in the country has fallen to such a state! "

Nangong Yixiao led Yan Wanwan to the front. Zuo Jia let Tong Xiao and Misko follow and she covered the rear.

Halfway there, Zuo Jia suddenly stopped in her tracks and her calm gaze swept across the reporters who had followed her.

"Today the media that injured Yan Wanwan, whether it is the so-called unquestionable or intentional, it is best to prepare to receive a lawyer's letter!"

The reporters were all eyeing her. No one dared to make a sound. Zuo Jia's means were decisive and protective. She was already famous in the circle.

"Mr Nangong, thank you. You helped me once." When they reached a safe place, Wanwan withdrew from Nangong Yixiao's protection.

Without waiting for Nangong Yixiao's answer, Wanwan let go of her emotions about Fu Sihan and Su Yujie. She raised her head doubtfully and happened to meet Nangong Yixiao's eyes, looking at her with a burning and deep gaze.

Wanwan's heart beat faster and she subconsciously frowned, "Mr Nangong..."

"You are welcome to do so." Nangong Yixiao returned to his senses and smiled.

The man's eyes were too hot just now. Wanwan felt a little uneasy when she thought about it.

"Mr Nangong, you..." Wanwan pursed her lips and organized her words, "Why are you so good to me? I still don't understand this question. I don't think ordinary friends can... make you do this, even if I saved you in the hospital last time. Are you..."

Wanwan paused and licked her lower lip, "Mr Nangong, you are a good person, but I am married..."

" Send me a good person card? " Nangong Yixiao laughed. "This is the first time I, Nangong Yixiao, have been given a good person card."

Everyone in the outside world knew that President Nangong was a decisive killer, and all the assassins in the outside world knew that he was cold-blooded and merciless. No matter who it was, Nangong Yixiao had nothing to do with "good people."

Nangong Yixiao rubbed Yan Wanwan's head and said with a smile, "Wanwan, don't worry, I don't treat you the way you think."

He wanted her.

But he missed her more.

As long as he didn't like her. Wanwan heaved a sigh of relief and smiled awkwardly at Nangong Yixiao, "Then why are you so good to me? Can you tell me?"

"Sure. Go to the hospital to treat the wound on your face first. I will tell you when it is done." Nangong Yixiao said.

The model also needed to rely on their face to eat. Yan Wanwan nodded and dispelled the idea of not troubling Nangong Yixiao to go to the hospital.

Xin Yan Company arranged a seven-person business SUV, which was just enough to seat him.

Tong Xiao and Misko sat in the last row and both of them were silent.

After Tong Xiao was worried about Yan Wanwan, she would occasionally use eyes that should not be discovered to look at Nangong Yixiao. When she got on the car, she received a stern look of reproach from Mistress.

Mistress was blaming her for not protecting Yan Wanwan well.

Misko's face was full of despair as she looked at Yan Wanwan and wanted to say something but stopped herself a few times.

She wanted to comfort Yan Wanwan but was also afraid that Yan Wanwan would still be angry with her so Yan Wanwan did not bother with her at the Paris Airport.

"Yan Wanwan, I will stand on your side this time." Misko said in a muffled voice.2

"Hmm?" Wanwan did not want to think about it now and turned her head to look at her doubtfully.

"I will stand on your side this time!" Misko said firmly and touched Yan Wanwan's shoulder, "If Simon and Su Yujie really are not clear, I will not side with him!"

Wanwan hummed and felt that her nose was a little sore. She quickly turned her eyes away to look at the scenery outside the window.

She had just used her phone to take a look. The news of Fu Sihan appearing at Su Yujie's show had already been exposed by the media. It would not be long before she would also appear in these entertainment news. Yan Mengrou's name, along with all the gossip about the Wealthy Class.

With someone protecting her, Wanwan should be happy, relieved, and satisfied.

However, she felt a deeper sadness.

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