Chapter 1190: Our Divorce 3
Bai Chenyao’s eyes were deep and inscrutable, his voice low and indifferent.
"Yes!"
"Mr. Bai, it’s said that there was an issue during the last engagement banquet. Aren’t you worried about any mishaps during the wedding this time? After all, there are rampant rumors, Miss Mu attempted suicide, and Old Madam Shen passed away. There’s even talk of an attempt to kidnap Second Miss Mu. Might this not be a good time?"
Bai Chenyao’s eyes instantly became extremely cold, his voice low and stern, with a hint of chill.
"Their matters have nothing to do with us."
As for the issue of wedding complications, Bai Chenyao completely bypassed it.
The questioning reporter turned pale, evidently intimidated by Bai Chenyao’s sharp and icy gaze, leaving him somewhat off balance.
The cold and detached questioning retaliation, combined with Bai Chenyao’s cruel and exquisite appearance, left almost no reporter daring to bring up issues regarding Miss Mu at this moment.
After all, to face Mr. Bai’s deep black eyes really required a strong mindset.
There was a moment of silence at the press conference, appearing exceptionally strange, yet because of Bai Chenyao’s presence, everything seemed justifiable.
After a while of silence at the scene, finally someone was swayed by money. Thinking of the enormous amount offered by the Shen Family, money could indeed sway even ghosts, and a reporter jumped in.
"Mr. Bai, may I ask if your decision to publicly engage with Second Miss Mu at this time is intended to deliberately provoke Miss Mu?"
Bai Chenyao’s gaze noticed that the reporter’s microphone was marked with Le Yu Newspaper, and he narrowed his eyes.
"The timing is just right, the feelings just right, everything just right!"
The reporter from Le Yu Newspaper: "..."
"Then Mr. Bai, may I ask, you were originally engaged to Miss Mu, but now you are marrying Second Miss Mu. Aren’t you worried that Second Miss Mu’s transition from mistress to legitimate partner will have negative impacts on her?"
Bai Chenyao’s eyes suddenly turned extraordinarily cold and piercing.
His voice, low and indifferent, was like an invisible sharp knife, stabbing directly at the heart of the Le Yu Newspaper reporter, causing him to instinctively take a small step back.
"Who is the mistress?"
The Le Yu reporter’s heart trembled as he listened.
But thinking of that huge sum, he gritted his teeth and spoke sharply again.
"Of course, it’s Second Miss Mu. It’s known that Mr. Bai, you initially had an engagement with Miss Mu, reportedly decided very early on, while Second Miss Mu only appeared two years ago. Seizing the time when Miss Mu was abroad for further studies, she deliberately intervened between you and Miss Mu. What else could she be if not a mistress?"
The other reporters present all turned their eyes sharply towards the reporter from Le Yu Newspaper, their pupils wide with curiosity, admiration, and sympathy.
This brother, you really are something!
To call Mr. Bai’s wife a mistress in front of him, considering how much Mr. Bai adores his wife, he must deeply despise this reporter from Le Yu Newspaper!
However, Bai Chenyao did not suddenly burst into rage as the reporters imagined.
Instead, he continued to stare coldly at the Le Yu Newspaper’s opportunity, his eyes deep and inscrutable, his voice low, carrying a trace of coldness.
"Evidence? Show it!"
The reporter from Le Yu Newspaper forced a smile, very strained and stiff.
"Isn’t Miss Mu’s suicide the best evidence?"
The reporters present: "..."
This indeed made sense, and considering why Miss Mu got involved in the scandal, wasn’t it because that man looked too much like Mr. Bai?
Miss Mu, drunk and with the man’s deliberate intentions, found themselves tangled up in the restroom.