The conversation reached an impasse here.
The accompanying reporters were ecstatic, all giving a thumbs-up to their challenging colleague, nervously awaiting the answer from the hottest star of the moment.
Impatience flickered across Chu Xinian's handsome face.
He, as a husband, put an arm around Ji Manman's shoulder, seemingly unwilling to say much to these rumor-hounding paparazzi, "Manman, you know I wouldn't do anything to betray you. They can believe what they want to believe, anyway, these people always lack eye-catching topics."
However, Ji Manman did not follow him in turning to leave; instead, she stubbornly stood her ground.
The cold winter wind lifted her flowing skirt hem, her snow-white legs slightly flushed from the cold, yet her face carried a sweet and cute smile.
Meeting Chu Xinian's profound gaze, Ji Manman said softly with a hint of helplessness:
