My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 383: When Yuran Confronts Someone, It’s None of Anyone Else’s Business

Chapter 383: Chapter 383: When Yuran Confronts Someone, It’s None of Anyone Else’s Business

Yuran’s eyes twinkled with a smile as she looked down at the crowd, "So, did you all sincerely come to the press conference, or did you come with the intention of stepping on someone?

Don’t treat others as fools; everyone knows well what’s in their hearts. If faces must be torn, a live broadcast wouldn’t be a bad idea."

The crowd: "..."

Yuran pointed to the camera behind her, "When I chose this place for the press conference, I made sure to ask the people of Country Y Hotel;

the purpose of this large conference room. If you came here earnestly, let’s have a proper talk. If not?

The camera is recording everything that’s happening here, and three minutes ago, it had already gone live. Everyone can check out Ran Studio’s official blog;

If nothing unexpected happens, it’s currently broadcasting live. I am not quite the artist you imagine,

I treat the media just as the media treats me. Let’s understand each other, you can’t make unreasonable demands of me, and I should not have to shamelessly cozy up, right?

Who do you think you are, needing me to shamelessly cozy up to you?

If you don’t even know how to respect me, should I still give you face?

Is your face big enough?"

Fuck...

Upon hearing Yuran’s words, Qi Younian and Kang Zhenyu were caught off guard and cursed inwardly.

This really isn’t common amongst artists.

To say such things in front of the media was completely unabashed, and although it didn’t pose any problems for them to hear, could she be a bit more restrained?

Don’t be too arrogant!

The media were completely unprepared for such an opening to the press conference, and Lu Xiao, sitting on the side, could barely contain his amusement.

The media members were rendered somewhat doubtful about life itself, having never encountered such a situation.

So after a brief silence, there was a surge of intense skepticism.

In the face of everyone’s denunciation, Yuran remained nonchalantly quiet.

After the clowns below had quieted down, she spoke again, "Are you quiet now? Now that it’s quiet, I’ll continue."

The silence continued below.

As the master of ceremonies, Yuran’s lips slightly curled up, "I will sue Fu Bairan for defamation and fabricating evidence, framing our artist Lu Xiao. On the way to the press conference, I had already called the police."

Hardcore brutality.

Yuran operated with ease, never giving anyone a chance to guess, and her opening statement was a bombshell.

This news stunned nearly ninety percent of the media people, who looked at each other in shock, feeling their minds buzz.

After a long while, a reporter challenged her.

"Based on your unilateral claims, how can we believe you?"

Yuran retorted, "Wasn’t it also based on Fu Bairan’s unilateral claims that you jumped the fiercest?" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"You..."

While this rebuttal might not convince the public, it still shut up some dissenting voices.

But soon after, a continuous stream of questions followed.

"Miss Yuran, do you have conclusive evidence for the things you have mentioned? If so, where is the evidence?"

"Miss Yuran, if Fu Bairan’s words are all fabricated to frame Lu Xiao, why would she frame him? Where did those pieces of evidence come from?"

"Even if your company’s artist Lu Xiao is truly innocent, your circle is too complicated."

"Lu Xiao claims he’s innocent, Fu Bairan claims she’s innocent, who is really innocent will ultimately depend on whose evidence is more convincing. Where is Miss Yuran’s evidence?"

"Yes, although you refuted Fu Bairan’s evidence with your words, the evidence in Fu Bairan’s hands is real. Lu Xiao’s side can’t be completely convincing; you must at least provide evidence to convince everyone."

"Miss Yuran, while defending your own artist, you also step on others; is this what colleagues should do?"

...

As one question followed another, Yuran did not answer or speak, but glanced sideways at Lu Xiao, who nodded, stood up, and walked out, with a reporter attempting to intercept him.

But he was stopped by the on-site security, unable to block Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao was only outside briefly before he returned, holding the hand of a girl. The eyes of everyone were glued on the two, not shifting away.

Lu Xiao returned to his place holding Xia Ji’s hand, and the media reporters could only grip their cameras tightly, snapping away furiously.

...

Meanwhile.

The live broadcast on Ran Studio’s official blog.

The number of live viewers had started from minimal and began climbing, maintaining high popularity throughout.

The count escalated from hundreds of thousands and millions to hundreds of millions.

Those sending gifts also soared, initially sending free flowers followed by a dense shower of rockets.

Voices joined in, starting heated audio discussions.

"Damn, that operation, this is the first time I’ve seen such an exciting live stream."

"Wait, Yuran doesn’t sound guilty at all, and, who is that young lady Lu Xiao brought in?"

"Right, right, the young lady is very pretty."

On the live stream platform, as the voice chat was turned off, everyone began to flood the comments, nobody could have anticipated the emergence of several influential figures among the viewers.

Known as a Fantasist with the label of honesty."

Losers.

Such as Xia Chui, such as Xia Yu, such as Bo Qin, such as Xie Cheng...

When these bright names appeared, very few people noticed these IDs that seemed as tempting as money.

A comment that was quickly scrolled past said, "Am I the only one who noticed? I saw lots and lots of money, money has arrived."

Probably due to everyone’s undying enthusiasm, this comment quickly got buried, and although noticed by some, it didn’t provoke much thought.

Someone else commented, "Nuts."

At the filming site of "Emperor Shun of Tang," Bo Yan, using Xie Cheng’s account, logged into the live stream session, strictly speaking, Xie Cheng had logged in and handed Bo Yan his phone.

If Bo Yan had used his own account to watch the stream, it wouldn’t be too troublesome, but it would inevitably influence Yuran after being exposed post-stream.

Other crew members on the set who got along well with Yuran also took out their phones to watch the live stream.

Fortunately, they were nearing the end of the shooting period, so there weren’t many tasks left.

Thus, everyone had some free time.

They filled their gaps by watching the action.

From the start of the live stream, they observed and then witnessed Yuran’s impressive resilience.

This girl was quiet until she spoke, and when she did, it was nothing short of astounding.

At the same time, at the Xia family, Xia Chui, who was rarely resting at home, was informed by his secretary about the young lady’s appearance on the live stream, so he hopped on, and coincidentally, Xia Yu was also there; the brothers watched it together.

The old Mr. Xia was there too, sitting next to Xia Chui.

The moment the young girl on the screen smiled, eyes twinkling as she sat beside Lu Xiao, everyone awaited her to speak, and she took the opportunity to start talking.

"I am puzzled. Why did Ms. Fu Bairan claim she spent the night with my boyfriend on that day, even presenting that so-called ’evidence’?"

Xia Ji raised his eyebrow in discomfort, "But what I want to say is, the person who was with my boyfriend that day was clearly me.

How could I not know if someone else was sleeping beside us?"

Saying this, she glanced sideways at Lu Xiao, "Do you know if someone was sleeping beside us?"

Lu Xiao’s eyes smiled as he shook his head, "No idea."

This statement was like a stone stirring a thousand ripples; what was this girl saying—that she and Lu Xiao had spent the night together, and Lu Xiao had brought her directly to the press conference?

So in this farce, the person lying was Fu Bairan, wasn’t it?

What was her purpose?

Everyone was baffled, this sudden news exploded in everyone’s mind, making their heads buzz, unable to find any direction for a while.

And the style of Ran Studio was exactly to inform everyone of the meaning.

That is, trouble has come, never mind, we are not afraid.

A reporter raised doubts, "Since Lu Xiao has a girlfriend, then why didn’t you refute the unfavorable news released by Fu Bairan at the first instance?

Were you preparing to hype up the studio?"

"Hyping up?" Yuran struggled to comprehend, "I want to query, this so-called hyping—was it my doing or yours? We’ve been silent, not deliberately creating news to hand to you for reporting, correct?

Let me ask everyone, this so-called hyping—is it exploded by you, or is it deliberately created by me?

I hope everyone understands the order clearly, find whoever handed you the stick, I’m certainly not behind whipping you to climb up."

This metaphor made people truly not want to continue listening.

Instead, they felt insulted by her as if she said they lacked intelligence.

Xia Ji continued after Yuran, "As media, you need highlights, which I understand, but to go so far as not seeking the truth, that is indeed rare."

Read lat𝙚st chapters at fre(𝒆)novelkiss.com Only