Mo Kun wanted to say something else, but when he thought of what Nian Xiaomu said just now to avoid suspicion, he could only stop embarrassingly.
If he really had an argument with Nian Xiaomu at this time, it would appear that he was guilty.
Okay, if she wants to hold a press conference, he will let her do it!
A dim light flashed across Mo Kun's eyes, and he watched calmly as all the directors in the conference room were persuaded by Nian Xiaomu to agree to hold a press conference.
Nian Xiaomu came prepared.
As soon as the board of directors approves it, let the public relations department issue a draft immediately.
The press conference is scheduled for the next afternoon.
Early in the morning, Nian Xiaomu woke up.
Yawning and watching the trend of public opinion on the Internet, he was about to go to the bathroom to brush his teeth when he slipped at the door.
If it wasn't for Yu Yuehan's quick eyes and hands to hug her, she might have fallen to hell.
"Why are you so careless? Did you fall down?"
Yu Yuehan held him steady, and checked up and down without reassurance.
Confirming that she was okay, he flicked his long finger on her forehead.
"It hurts, it hurts! I didn't fall, but I was about to be beaten to death by your domestic violence." Nian Xiaomu narrowed her eyes, leaned into his arms, and complained against his chest.
As soon as he finished speaking, he yawned again.
I feel sleepy like I haven't slept in eight lifetimes, and I feel lazy all over.
If Mo Yongheng's affairs were not important, she might not be able to get up from the bed at this time.
"It's still early, the press conference is in the afternoon, do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Yu Yuehan knew that she had been reading the materials last night, paying attention to the movements of the media.
I didn't fall asleep until midnight, and now I wake up early in the morning.
She didn't feel tired, but he felt distressed.
Nian Xiaomu waved her hand, "I'm not going to sleep anymore, I have to go to the group to see the layout of the scene in advance, and judging from Mo Kun's reaction yesterday, I know he will definitely make trouble for me."
Nian Xiaomu said with a look of concern.
He is extremely guarded against Mo Kun.
Yu Yuehan couldn't stop her, his own woman felt sorry for her, so he carried her into the bathroom, wrung out the toothpaste for her and watched her brush her teeth.
Wring the towel for her and wipe her face.
I can't wait to treat her like a baby until I help her clean up and take her into the dining room for breakfast.
Nian Xiaomu didn't sleep well, nor did she have a good appetite.
After taking two casual bites, I couldn't eat anymore.
"If you don't eat anything else, at least drink a glass of milk."
Yu Yuehan frowned, and put a cup of warm milk in front of her.
"I don't want to drink milk, it's a bit fishy."
Nian Xiaomu pouted, like a picky eater, and pushed the cup away in disgust.
Yu Yuehan frowned even tighter, "You used to drink it every day, why did you suddenly feel fishy? Are you feeling unwell?"
Nian Xiaomu licked her lips and thought for a while, as if feeling some discomfort in her body.
Then he shook his head very seriously: "I don't feel uncomfortable, maybe I didn't sleep well, and suddenly I don't want to drink."
Facing Yu Yuehan's worried gaze, she scanned the table, and finally picked out a bowl of millet porridge, pulled it to her face, and ate it in small bites.
After eating more than half a bowl, I put it down.
Looking up again, he saw that Yu Yuehan's expression softened a little.
Nian Xiaomu couldn't help stretching out her hand to grab his handsome face, and teased.
"You don't have to be so nervous, I'm really fine, after I finish cleaning up Mo Kun, I will give Xiao Liuliu a younger brother!"
"..."
The three words "birth brother" are poisonous, as soon as Yu Yuehan heard these three words, his eyes began to light up.