"Don't call me Luorui anymore, don't call me Ye Luorui. I'm not Ye Luorui at all."
"Lori."
"Shut up. I just ask you to be kind to Xiaohai."
She was never Ye Luorui. It was the man in front of her who gave her this face and this identity. She was his marquee from the beginning.
Better now, take that face back. Then give her another one
Jian Shaojun. What did he think of her
He is the person he loves in his heart, and he is just a tool to vent his revenge.
Do you just want to do whatever you want to do to the person you love the most
The reception and conference hall on the second floor of Huo's house was filled with people.
On the rostrum of the venue, there are tables and chairs for holding press conferences.
The cards on the table are: Huo Muxuan, Ye Luorui, and Jian Shaojun.
Restroom.
Huo Muxuan had been waiting inside early, asking Azhi to keep him informed of the situation outside.
Jian Shaojun did not come forward to refute, which means that he has accepted this press conference.
In other words, Ye Luorui will be here soon.
He sat firmly in the chair, but his fingers were intertwined.
He was still a little nervous.
"Young Master, people are here."
Azhi suddenly ran in and said, with a somewhat panicked look on his face.
"Why are you so panicked?"
Huo Muxuan asked.
"Young Master, the girl who came in with Jian Shaojun has a veil on her face and I can't tell who she is?"
"Please enter the rest room first."
Huo Muxuan gave the order decisively.
Azhi took the order and left the room again.
After a while, Azhi's familiar figure appeared in front of Huo Muxuan again.
"Young Master, Jian Shaojun said that they were very pressed for time and went directly to the press conference."
Jian Shaojun accompanied Ye Luorui into the venue under the escort of security guards, and remained silent to all questions.
I was just asked why Miss Ye covered her face.
Jian Shaojun then answered: "My wife is unwell and has some rash on her face, so she can only attend the press conference like this. I told Mr. Huo Muxuan about this matter, but the other party insisted on holding this press conference." Yes, my wife doesn’t want to spoil Mr. Huo’s elegance, so she will attend even though she is sick. Please forgive me."
"Please give way." After saying this, he was about to stand on the rostrum of the venue. Ye Luorui didn't say a word all the way.
"Is it true?" Huo Muxuan's voice followed.
Immediately afterwards, the group of reporters began to move quickly. In an instant, the crowd blocking the sight of both groups dispersed.
An open space spread out between the two of them.
Jian Shaojun turned around and looked at Huo Muxuan, but Huo Muxuan was staring at the figure from behind.
Is it her
For a moment, he found that he was not sure.
"Mr. Huo thinks I'm panicking about my wife being sick."
Jian Shaojun responded to Huo Muxuan's question just now. "I'm questioning whether this is President Ye."
Huo Muxuan curled his lips and walked towards the two people.
But the woman in front of him still didn't look back.
He was waiting for her to respond. As long as she gives some response.
He can tell whether she is his Luo Rui.
After a long time, the figure turned around...
"Vice President Huo is so forgetful that he can't tell who I am after only a few days?"
A female voice sounded faintly, but without any emotion.
With such a weak voice, no one knew that Ye Luorui burst into tears when she just heard Huo Muxuan's voice.
All the emotions she could miss were covered by the gauze in front of her.
Huo Muxuan's eyes looked at Ye Luorui and were surprised for a moment, then suddenly sank.
Huo Muxuan could tell that she was Ye Luorui, but he couldn't recognize her feelings.
He stretched out his hand and gently spread it in front of Ye Luorui: "Long time no see."
He seemed to be holding her in his arms.
Ye Luorui paused, then reached out and gently held Huo Muxuan's hand.
The moment her fingers touched him, she trembled involuntarily, and her body paused as she wanted to throw herself on his shoulder.
Jian Shaojun stopped him without leaving any trace. He gave Ye Luorui a look: "You have to understand what you are here to do."
Ye Luorui pretended not to see it, but she didn't have the impulse just now.
Slowly walked to Huo Muxuan's side and put his arms around Huo Muxuan's neck. He gently rested his head on Huo Muxuan's shoulder.
For a moment, the entire venue was silent.
Only Ye Luorui was left timidly leaning on Huo Muxuan's shoulder.
"How are you?"
After a long time, Huo Mu calmed down and asked softly.
"..." Ye Luorui did not reply, and quickly raised her head from Huo Muxuan's shoulder.
He turned around and walked straight towards the podium.
He walked to the podium and found his seat and sat down.
Regardless of everyone who was still stunned, he asked Huo Muxuan directly: "Mr. Huo won't doubt whether I am really Xiao Moshu now, will he?"
(End of chapter)