You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 522

After the press conference was over, many reporters began to ask Vicente questions. She was polite and expressed her gratitude, but she didn't answer any question directly.

Reporters couldn't get any juicy tidbits from Vicente, so they started talking to her fans.

Vicente had as many fans as a movie or pop star. She became a media sensation after marrying Nina.

They had more fans than any celebrity.

Fans gathered outside the venue where the press conference was held. When they saw Vicente emerge, they held up flags and light sticks, taking photos and videos with their cellphones. Some wanted autographs, others wanted to shake hands.

Vicente appeared every inch the gracious and humble host, and handled this attention with aplomb.

A few journalists had mingled with the fans. One of them asked, "Count Nangong, I saw you at a party. You had a girl on your arm then. Was Princess Nina angry?"

"Are you and Jett feuding? Can you comment on that?"

"Count Nangong, how is your mother? Is she still suffering from mental disorder?"

She was bombarded with questions, one after another. Vicente ignored them. She knew that they were not merely fans. Fending off the reporters, she turned her attention to her true fans, posing for pictures and signing autographs.

Since she brushed them off, some of them were annoyed.

"I'm a fan, Count Nangong. Why don't you just answer the question?"

"You're such a jerk. Why did I ever follow you?"

"You don't care about our feelings. Why don't you give us real answers, not just one or two words?"

Vicente wanted to tell these people off. But she figured that wouldn't go over well. So she ignored them, and spent time with her real fans.

A girl retorted loudly, "Speak for yourself. You want to unfollow him, go ahead. He doesn't need fake fans. I like him anyway.

Count Nangong, I like you." The brave girl looked petite, but the power of her heart made her seem 10 feet tall.

Vicente heard her cries, and decided to use her to salvage the situation.

'So they think I won't talk to them? I'll give them something to chew on!'

"I appreciate the sentiment, but I already have someone I like." Vicente smiled brightly at the girl.

The girl's face flushed immediately, and her eyes widened in surprise. Everyone was envious that Vicente talked to her personally.

Under the envious eyes of the crowd, she was so excited that she stammered, "I...I also like Princess Nina."

"What a coincidence! Me too." Vicente's voice was not as deep and kind as the cello, but as clear and melodious as the spring. Her handsome appearance and gentle smile made her fans like her more.

"I'm jealous."

"I'm crying."

"All of the good men are taken."

"He's showing off their love again. I'm so jealous."

Of course this scene was captured by cameras and cellphones. And it went viral on social media. Nina sat on the couch, watching the scene and smiling. "Looks like this hasn't affected Vicente's popularity any."