Downstairs, Luo Xiaoqian ran breathlessly across the sidewalk. Just as she stopped to catch her breath, she heard someone shout from afar.
"Over there!"
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed loudly. Luo Xiaoqian looked up in confusion, only to see countless figures running towards her.
Some held tape recorders and pens, while others wielded microphones, cameras, and camcorders...
Numerous flashlights went off, capturing the breathless, barefooted Luo Xiaoqian standing on the ground.
"Luo Xiaoqian, how do you explain the incident of you and Mr. Jiao Yang appearing together at the supermarket?"
"Are you still with Mr. Leng Zimo?"
"There are rumors that you’ve already abandoned Mr. Leng. Is it true?"
...
Facing the aggressive reporters, Luo Xiaoqian neither dodged nor hid.
Because she knew that she could no longer avoid or escape them now.
Setting down the high heels in her hand, she slowly took out a tissue from her bag, wiped the dust off her feet, and stepped back into her high heels.
Her movements were calm and composed, even elegant.
"Regarding this matter, I will give an explanation to the media in three days. For now, I have nothing to say. Please, make way!"
Currently, what concerned her most was not how the media would report or slander her, but the reaction of the owner of this building, that man, Leng Zimo.
The reporters refused to let her leave, continuing to surround her with questions.
"Are you here to meet Mr. Leng?"
"Have you been in Beijing these past five years?!"
...
Luo Xiaoqian lifted her face and her gaze slowly swept over the first reporter present.



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