Chapter 32 - Dont Report Her to Me Again (1/2)

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Yan Sichen looked at the person. It was a female reporter in her twenties.

Out of final courtesy, he smiled at her.

“Qing Qing is an old friend of mine. In my heart, she’s my sister.”

The female reporter did not expect the truth to be like this. She lowered her head and did not speak.

The crowd fell silent.

Yan Sichen and Ning Qing maintained a suitable distance. It was neither ambiguous nor distant.

He helped her up and asked gently, “Can you walk?”

Ning Qing nodded mechanically, her eyes still colorless.

She took two steps with him, but her steps were unsteady.

Yan Sichen frowned in heartache and could only say, “Qing Qing, blame me when we get back.”

Ning Qing’s wet eyelashes trembled, but she did not object.

He lowered himself and picked her up.

Amidst the crowd’s surprise, he carried her to the backseat of the car. His hand, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally landed on her head.

His comforting words were gentle. “Qing Qing, it’s okay.”

Ning Qing lowered her eyes and was as dull as a soulless doll.

He sighed and said, “Wait for me.” Then, he left the car.

Behind him, the bodyguard held an umbrella.

Yan Sichen watched as another person ran over from the crowd. He lowered his head and asked, “Young Master Yan, how are we going to settle this?”

He stared at the group of restless people, his usually gentle facial features revealing a ruthlessness that did not belong to him.

However, he still had to be rational.

He said, “There’s no need to deliberately hide what I announced. Remind them not to write too much about today. Don’t write anything else unless it’s true.”

If they did not write it, they would naturally not do anything to him. However, it was difficult to say for Ning Qing.

He had to think for her.

“Then the photos…”

Yan Sichen’s calm eyes looked at a car by the roadside. The tightly-shut car window covered the person’s happiness and anger.

His lips thinned. “I don’t want to see anything ugly,” he whispered.

The subordinate understood and rushed to the crowd.

When Yan Sichen returned to the car, Ning Qing’s mood had already improved a lot.