âI didnât hit anyone!â refuted the actress, feeling incensed.
Unfortunately, her words were drowned by the crowdâs clamoring.
Hit somebody?
These unscrupulous reporters canât wait to put a trumped-up charge on me again, right?
Rowdy noises reverberated in her ears as the media people apathetically and unethically surrounded her. When they saw her trying to leave the hall, some of them blocked the doorway, acting as human barricades, so that she could not leave.
The actress was swarmed and being suffocated by the crowd. Bitter anger emerged on her face as she raised her eyes to look around her. The hideous and contorted faces of these people made her heart turn cold.
âYun Shishi, arenât you going to give us a satisfactory explanation?â
âItâs not right of you to meddle in othersâ affairs!â
The woman was so annoyed that she covered her ears with her hands while her body shook with anger.
She finally broke down and yelled, âI didnât hurt anyone!â
Her harsh scream cut through the venue space.
She hissed with all her might, âI didnât hurt anyone, so Iâm sincerely pleading with all of you not to hurt me, please... Donât slander me! Donât ruin my reputation! Donât destroy me!â
Her repeated âdonâtsâ almost used up all her energy!
Alas, despite her best efforts, she could not stop the zealousness of the present reporters.
âYun Shishi...â
âYun Shishi...â
Almost everyone was shouting her name.
She felt as though there were countless flies buzzing around her ears, and it was especially annoying!
âThatâs enough!â
Just as she felt herself going crazy from anger, the door to the venue was slammed open by a brutal force sans a warning. The journalists guarding the entrance were caught off guard and were pushed to the ground by this.
As the door was open, a childish voice could be heard saying angrily, âWhoever touches one strand of my mommyâs hair will get it from me!â
The voice was so babyish one could tell that its owner was a child, yet the cherubic voice held such astonishing authority that it instantly silenced the entire venue.
It was as if someone had pressed the mute button.
The atmosphere stagnated at that moment.
Everyone turned to look at the door involuntarily. When the actress heard this familiar voice, she looked at the door in shock. Her pupils expanded the moment she saw the figure of her older son standing there!
The reporters in the room were equally dumbfounded, especially when they saw a tall figure strolling in. When Mu Yazhe appeared at the entrance, the glittering hall seemed to turn dull at once!
Nobody made a din; it was as if time had come to a screeching halt.
The manâs handsome face appeared in everyoneâs eyes. He was like a god who descended upon them with his lanky and sturdy frame. Held by the manâs hand was another boy wearing a suit and possessing silky, black hair. The little ladâs eyes swept across the crowd, and the moment his clear gaze fell upon his motherâs figure, his countenance turned soft and gentle like the spring breeze.
As for the man, his eyes had never once left her figure from the time he appeared here.
He watched her in silence, and his look seemed to suggest that the world had been eclipsed by her radiance.
âItâs Mu Yazhe...â
âHow could that be?â
âWhy did he appear here for no reason?â
âIs the man truly Mu Yazhe, the fabled heir of the Mu empire?â
âOMG! Iâve always wanted to interview him in person, but Iâve never had the opportunity!â