A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

Zhou Manzhen and Jin Beiseng stood together, holding her hand tightly. Below the stage, there were more than thirty reporters, and the scene was extremely grand.

Qian Moli frowned and thought to herself, this is bad, I have to change the cha

el as soon as possible.

Yu Chen\'s already weakened expression turned even darker. "Don\'t change the cha

el, give me the remote control."

"Chen." Qian Jasmine\'s helpless voice sounded.

Wu Chen only glanced at her indifferently, noticing the guilty feelings in Qian Moli\'s heart. She clenched her fists, pouting as she passed the remote control to Yu Chen.

The reporters were all asking sharp questions with serious expressions.

A female reporter wearing a black suit asked, "Miss Zhou, may I ask if the news that was released on this morning\'s video is true? It is rumored that you are vain and involved with many men, please explain yourself. "

"Miss Zhou, some time ago when you were interviewed, you said that you and Yu Chen were in love. What\'s going on now?"

My wife definitely didn\'t have any relationships with anyone on the outside, including when she broke up with Zhao Tianyu. Everything was pla

ed by me, so we didn\'t get a divorce, she had a car accident three years ago and lost her memory, I looked for her for three whole years before finding her back, this time she and Yu Chen split up, it was me who forced her, Lantamo was our child, he never a

ounced his identity, I was waiting for the right time to a

ounce my child\'s identity, now it\'s time. Jin Beisen stood firmly on the stage with a stern look on his sharp and handsome face. Facing the sharp questions of the reporters, he spoke frankly, answering like a fish in water.

The reporters below the stage were all embarrassed. Each of them put on a shocked expression. Jin Beisheng\'s words, "Everything was pla

ed by me", shocked the entire audience.

While watching the news broadcast in the hospital, Yu Chen\'s expression didn\'t look too good. He clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth as he stared at the television.

During these three years, this was the first time that Jin Beisheng had held a press conference. As long as there was news about him, that issue of the magazine would definitely sell very well, and as long as the video was uploaded to the internet, it would also be crazily reprinted and clicked by others. This aloof and aloof man not only knew how to make money, but he also knew how to make money as long as there was news about him.

Jin Beisen stared arrogantly at the audience, expressionless, his sharp eyes sweeping across the reporters. All of the female reporters felt dizzy, very few of them could block his deep gaze.

"May I ask, Boss Jin, why are you doing this?"

"Because I love her. From the first moment I saw her, I wanted to take her!" Jin Beisan looked at the reporter with a domineering expression and then shook Zhou Manzhen\'s slightly cold hand.

This answer left everyone speechless. It was indeed sharp!

"Miss Zhou, what about you? Do you love Director Jin? " The reporters were all very smart. Seeing that Jin Beisheng\'s answer was totally flawless, they had no choice but to start with Zhou Manzhen.

Zhou Man\'s beautiful eyes moved about, looking at Jin Beisan with deep love, "Yes, before, I always felt that the world was very big, and the people that went astray could never be reunited with each other again. Knowing that I met Beisan, I then realized that the true lovers, ca

ot be separated from each other."

Jin Beisen stole a glance at Zhou Manzhen and smiled happily in his heart. This woman was really smart, even her answers to the reporter\'s questions became a lot smoother.

"Has Miss Zhou recovered her memory yet?"

"Yes, they\'ve all recovered." She was very grateful to Jin Beisan. If Jin Beiseng didn\'t trick those reporters into saying that she lost her memory, her image definitely wouldn\'t have been preserved.

Zhou Manzhu thanked Kim for her lies and defended her reputation.

"I will report all of the videos that were broadcast this morning to the court, including those who secretly attacked JS International from behind the scenes. I will also bring them out one by one." Jin Beisan stood on the stage and swept his sharp eyes over the reporters. This was a small warning to them, he would definitely not allow anyone to discredit his woman.

These words were like a cup of poison, forcing the immoral media to drink it. Some of the reporters\' faces darkened.

The press conference ended without a hitch. Facing Jin Beisan\'s eloquence and courage, those reporters were clearly at a disadvantage and suffered a loss.

Hospital.

At the press conference just now, Jin Beisan had performed exceptionally well. He had taken over all the questions, and had protected Zhou Manzhen well. Zhou Manzhen was fine now, he should have been happy, but why was he not the one who could protect Zhou Manzhen?

"Chen, did you see that?" Qian Moli said in a low voice, her voice trembling.

Yu Chen clenched his teeth, unable to conceal his sorrowful smile, causing the onlookers\' hearts to ache. "Yes, I\'m incompetent, I don\'t have the ability to protect her."

"Chen, don\'t you understand? It\'s not your fault at all! " Qian Moli\'s emotions were stirred up once again. Why was Wu Chen always acting this way, putting all the problems on his shoulders? If this carried on, he would definitely break down.

"Don\'t say anything. Go out, I want some peace and quiet." Yu Chen\'s heart felt like it was being tightly clenched, as though it was about to break.

Qian Moli had nothing to say. She helplessly shook her head in anger and walked out of the room. It was now noon, and it was time for her to buy some porridge for Yu Chen.

Wu Chen lay on his bed, his face pale, as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out. He had never imagined that Zhou Manzhen and Jin Beiseng would have a son, and the Lantau Desert had unknowingly become a line between the two of them.

Jin Bei Sen held Zhou Manzhen\'s hand and sat in the car. The air-conditioned breeze blew gently, making people feel extremely comfortable.

Zhou Weiqing turned his head to look at Jin Beisan, his eyes full of gratitude. With a calm tone, he said, "Beisan, thank you."

Jin Beisan smiled as he reached out his hand and pulled Zhou Manzhen into his arms. Zhou Manzhen\'s nervous heart rate sped up, and he peacefully leaned against his chest; this was great.

"It\'s grandma\'s eightieth birthday tonight. Go home and dress up later." Jin Beisen smiled lovingly as he lifted Zhou Manzhen\'s chin, giving her a kiss on the corner of her lips.