"The restroom is crowded and there are too many people. It's not convenient to talk here. If you don't want to talk in the stairwell, we can go home and talk.""This hotel isn't that crowded. How abou...The next day.

The Xiang Group.

Today, A-wei held a press conference to clarify this rumor, so reporters arrived early at the scene, carrying their cameras and recorders.

"Tsk tsk, I wonder what kind of evidence Hualian could possibly find to clear her name from these rumors. It seems really difficult."

"That's right."

"You all need to keep it down! This time, not only is A-wei not clearing things up, but she's also going to reveal the man who shared a room with her that night!"

As soon as he said that, the scene was met with an uproar.

"My goodness, no way"

"Is WLW crazy Doesn't she want fame Just wants to go public"

"It's really true that people leave and things get cold. I really feel sorry for He Hanchuan, he just left a few years ago and his wife is now living with another man at home, tsk tsk tsk."

"What Is He Hanchuan's inheritance going to be taken over by the wild man that Yanhua is looking for"

“...”

In this era of developed networks, public opinion is usually the most hurtful thing.

What was originally a good thing, after being passed around through people's mouths, completely changed its flavor. Even A-Wan was portrayed as a wicked woman who was utterly heartless and foolish.

While the press conference was abuzz with activity, the rest room was eerily quiet.

Towards Evening was sitting on the sofa, her slender fingers clenched tightly, her eyes filled with tension.

Meng Lan was accompanying her, and after a while, the press conference was about to begin, but Ye Zehan hadn't appeared yet.

Mulan was getting restless, "with" a sound, she stood up from her chair and said helplessly, "Xiangling, do you think he won't come Otherwise, I'll go look for him"

"Wait." Xiang Wan hurriedly stopped her. "I don't want to pressure her, and I don't want to become a burden to him."

Meng Lan looked at her, wanting to say something more, but it was like a lump in her throat, she couldn't utter a single word.

It's truly heartbreaking to see such a mature girl.

Time was ticking by, and just as everyone thought Ye Zehan wouldn't show up, the door suddenly flew open.

At a glance, Ye Zehan was dressed in a black suit, his muscular figure was outlined with an air of elegance and nobility, his handsome and three-dimensional facial features.

He was carefully dressed, his hair combed back, exuding the aura of a business elite.

Seeing him like this, Xiang Wan's gaze suddenly darkened.

Ye Zehan looked exactly like He Hanchuan.

Even if it's the same person, no one would dare to disbelieve it.

"My goodness!" Menglan also covered her mouth, a surprised gleam appearing in her eyes. "It's really like... did you do your homework beforehand It's just like He Hanchuan was carved out of the same mold."

Although Ye Zehan previously looked exactly like He Hanchuan, his identity as a celebrity meant his hairstyle and clothing differed from He Hanchuan's.

He would look cooler.

"Hmm." Ye Zehan didn't deny it.

He fixed his gaze on Xiangwan, a slight curve playing at the corner of his lips. "In order to make this press conference feel more authentic, I specially imitated his outfit. Don't mind"

"It's fine." Xiang Wan shook her head. "I don't mind. I'm just afraid you won't be happy, after all..."

"No."

Ye Zehan's tone was firm.

Hearing his words, Xiang Wan finally felt relieved.

She tilted her head up slightly, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked at Ye Zehan.

Then Ye Zehan straightened his buttons and slightly lifted his head, his gaze meeting hers.

When she saw A-wei's eyes, her heart sank.

That glance, as if interwoven with countless complex emotions of love and reluctance...

He had been a star for so many years, he had met countless people and seen many kinds of love, but he had never seen anyone love as resolutely and deeply as A-Wan.

She and He Hanchuan must love each other very much.

As he thought of this, Ye Zehan's eyes were filled with a touch of sadness.

He seems to have developed feelings for Xiang Wan, but her heart belongs only to He Hanchuan.

And he... was nothing but a substitute.

Just then, the door to the break room was knocked on, and a staff member stepped in, respectfully saying, "Yua, the press conference is about to begin."

Upon saying that, Xiang Wan finally lowered her eyes, her expression becoming heavy.

Okay, I'm going out right now.

Only then did the staff leave after hearing her words.

Towards evening, took a deep breath, then she strode towards Ye Zehan, her fingers helping to straighten his clothes. She spoke in a low voice, reminding him:

"Are you ready"

"Hmm." Ye Zehan nodded.

"Well then, trouble you." Xiang Wan smiled at him, beautiful like a fairy descending to earth.

Since her marriage to He Hanchuan, she has never been nervous at any public appearance because He Hanchuan was present.

Because He Hanchuan would firmly hold her hand.

Because she knew very well that He Hanchuan would never mess things up.

……

The press conference will begin soon.

Towards the high platform, Yi'an took a step forward, walking calmly under the flashing cameras of all the reporters. She picked up the microphone slowly and deliberately, then spoke in a deep voice:

"Everyone, thank you for your concern about my feelings. I am honored. Originally, I didn't want to make any response, but now that these rumors have been spreading more and more intensely, they have even had a great impact on my private life."

"Then, I cannot be the one hiding in the shadows anymore."

Saying that, she let out a heavy cough, adjusted her emotions, and then continued.

"I don't like beating around the bush, so let's get straight to the point. First, I'll reveal who was with me and the kids on Christmas Day – it was my husband, He Hanchuan!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene erupted in a cacophony of noise.

What!

Could they all be hearing things Has He Hanchuan actually come back

"No way, President Xiang, are you kidding us"

"How is that possible Mr. He isn't supposed to have passed away five years ago We even held his funeral!"

"General, please explain this to us!"

Hearing their words, Xiang Wan's eyes gradually darkened.

Then, she picked up the phone again and spoke in a low voice, "I know you might not believe me, so I'll have my husband come up and prove it to you."

As soon as he spoke, all eyes turned to the back of the stage.

Reporters and media personnel rushed to their positions, cameras at the ready, eagerly capturing this historic moment.

Soon, the curtain was slowly lifted, and Ye Zehan took steady steps into the spotlight.

Hello everyone, my name is He Hanchuan.

At that moment, everyone was dumbfounded!looking for her."Most people at the funeral had already left, and if Hualian was still there, she would have been able to see everyone.After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find him. He b...