Chapter 29: I Heard That A Good Man Must Do Laundry For His wife
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ten o’clock in the morning.
Song Shan led Song Zhizhi, Ji Baijian, Nie Xiaofei and Yi Wenhan to the press conference venue, an high-class conference hall. It was currently packed with media members, so it was really noisy.
But once they made their appearance, everyone went quiet.
They seated themselves on the center seats on the stage. Song Shan gave his assistant a look, and his assistant, Liu Zizhong, quickly cleared his throat and said, “Thank you very much for coming to Chief Song’s personal press conference. This press conference will last for about 30 minutes. Before the questions, Chief Song will give a statement to address some of the news that have been published about the Song family lately. Chief Song, if you please.” The audience applauded.
Song Shan took the microphone and said, “Thank you all for coming here to attend my personal press conference despite your busy schedule. I’m holding this press conference mainly to clarify some rumors that have surfaced about the Song family. I shall explain the truth. Please do not make any more speculation after today.”
The place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Song Shan continued, “First, regarding the love affairs of my two daughters,
Song Zhizhi and Nie Xiaofei. I hereby solemnly affirm that Song Zhizhi and Ji Baijian are formally engaged and will get married on the 18th of next month.
That is the indisputable truth. Regarding the rumors of Yi Wenhan and Zhizhi, I think everyone knows by now that Yi Wenhan has always been dating Xiaofei. He and Zhizhi are just classmates and friends. As for the indecent video that was leaked to the public a few days ago, the Song family will perform an in-depth investigation and pursue the matter to the very end! We will use legal means to protect the privacy of the Song family!”
Song Shan was a man with power. His words were strong, and his bearing was full of authority. After he concluded his speech, the hall remained silent for a
good few seconds.
Liu Zizhong came forward at the right time and said, “We will now be taking questions.”
The reporters did a double take. One of them asked, “Chief Song, do you mean that Miss Song has never dated Yi Wenhan? Yi Wenhan has always been dating
Miss Nie?”
“That’s right,” Song Shan nodded.
“Then regarding the rumors of Yi Wenhan’s proposal…”
“He was proposing to Xiaofei. Zhizhi just happened to be present, and someone deliberately use that to spread misinformation.”
“Did Miss Nie agree to Yi Wenhan’s proposal?”
Song Shan paused for a moment before answering, “They’re still very young, and marriage is not child’s play. We will make sure to immediately inform everyone if we have good news.”
“Okay, thank you Chief Song,” the reporter finished asking his questions.
Another reporter immediately followed up, “I’d like to ask Young Master Ji a few questions, if I may?”
Young Master Ji’s mouth curled slightly, “Go ahead.”
“As we all know, Young Master Ji grew up studying abroad and seldom returns to the country. Is the marriage between you and Miss Song purely an arrangement between your parents?”
Ji Baijian’s smile deepened. He asked in that charming voice of his, “What makes you think there’s no true love between us?”
The reporter had no reply to Ji Baijian’s blunt response.
Song Zhizhi grinned next to him. She admired Ji Baijian’s ability to lie with a straight face.
“Let me tell you a little story,” said Ji Baijian. “This was back in kindergarten. I was 5 years old and Zhizhi was 3. It was a mixed-age kindergarten – that is to say, a class can have children of different ages. Zhizhi and I happened to be in the same class.”
Then what?
Everyone had perked up their ears.
Even Song Zhizhi was a little interested.
“One day, I accidentally smeared watercolor on Zhizhi’s white clothes. The teacher asked me to bring her clothes home and wash it clean,” Ji Baijian’s sexy lips twitched a little, “From then on, I intentionally made her clothes dirty almost every day.”
“Why?” The reporter was puzzled, “Was it because you thought Miss Song was cute back then and was fun to prank?”
“No,” Ji Baijian smiled charmingly, “I heard that a good man must do laundry for his wife.”
The entire hall roared with laughter.
It seemed to be a joke, but it was so sweet.
Song Zhizhi did not have any recollection of the incident, but she vaguely remembered that there was indeed a boy who was always picking on her.
“In that case, Young Master Ji and Miss Song are childhood friends?” the reporter asked.
Ji Baijian did not reply, but the silence implied assent.
“We have five minutes left. If anyone else has any questions, please ask them now,” Liu Zizhong reminded the reporters.
Another reporter quickly asked, “This is a question for Mr. Yi Wenhan. I heard that you’re an orphan. You relied on scholarships for your tuition and is now preparing for the civil service examination. I also heard that you’ve always disliked associating with rich people, but you’re now suddenly dating Miss Nie… Is it because Miss Nie’s family background will help you in the financial industry?”
The rather aggressive question made Yi Wenhan feel really awkward.
He took a moment to steady himself before he answered, “Xiaofei and I are in love with each other. That is the only reason we’re dating, nothing else. Please don’t trample on other people’s love so callously.”
“We’ve always heard that you like Miss Song. Is it because Miss Song has found a good partner that you’ve retreated to the second best option?” the bold reporter continued to ask razor-sharp questions.
Yi Wenhan’s expression visibly darkened. The tone of his voice was not very pleasant as he answered, “No. Zhizhi and I have always been just ordinary friends. The one I’m dating has been Xiaofei all along.”
“That’s right, Yi Wenhan and I are just friends,” Song Zhizhi quickly spoke up, seemingly trying to help Yi Wenhan, but was actually trying to distance herself from him. “Yi Wenhan has always been with my sister, and I sincerely wish them happiness.”
The reporter still wanted to ask more, but Liu Zizhong interrupted, ready to end the press conference.
At this time, a reporter suddenly raised his voice and asked, “Rumor has it that Young Master Ji got into a car accident at 18 and has had health problems ever since. Do you not mind that, Miss Song?
The question was very subtle, but it was such a sensitive matter that the atmosphere in the entire hall instantly tensed up.
Song Shan hinted with his eyes, signaling to Liu Zizhong to end the press conference. He chose to respond with silence.
But Song Zhizhi suddenly spoke up. “You mean the rumor regarding the condition of Ji Baijian’s lower body?”
She was so blunt that the reporter who asked the question was stunned.
The hall went completely silent.
Song Zhizhi smiled. “It seems like a lot of people have a lot of misunderstanding about Baijian. I’d like to take this chance to clarify the rumor on Baijian’s behalf. He’s very healthy. The car accident was severe but it did not damage any crucial body parts, nor did it leave any lasting effects. Of course, I can’t blame other people for misunderstanding; after all, there are some things that only I would know!”
Her words sent the reporters into uproar.
Was she saying that they had already pledged themselves to each other?
The hall erupted.
“So you’re saying, Miss Song, that you and Young Master Ji have already consumated the marriage beforehand? Is the sudden wedding because you’re expecting a child soon?” No reporter had ever complained about a piece of news getting too big.
Song Zhizhi did not answer, as if she was implying assent.
Liu Zizhong forcefully ended the press conference.
They left the scene under the protection of bodyguards.
Song Shan still had work to do, so he went back to the office.
Song Zhizhi naturally would not leave together with Yi Wenhan and Nie Xiaofei. She held Ji Baijian’s hand and left with him in a separate car.
The two were finally alone together. Song Zhizhi kept staring meaningfully at Ji Baijian, sending shivers down his spine.
“If you have something to say, say it,” said Ji Baijian coldly.
Song Zhizhi’s mouth curled into a charming smile, “You’re wearing a black suit.”
Ji Baijian looked away and did not answer.
“But hey, I’m making concessions too. I know you don’t like it when I wear clothes that are too revealing. Haven’t you noticed that my dress today is very conservative?”
“Not enough,” Ji Baijian was indifferent.
“What?” Song Zhizhi was surprised.
Ji Baijian did not offer further explanation. Song Zhizhi was speechless, “Are you someone from the 17th century?”
Ji Baijian did not seem interested in the topic.
Song Zhizhi had no plan to invite a snub upon herself. She changed the topic and suddenly became more serious. “There’s something important I need your help with.”
Ji Baijian’s eyes flickered slightly..
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