Hanging up the phone, An Ge saw the laptop, the keyboard had been cut off by her three keys, her slightly long nails were bent, and a trace of blood oozed from between her fingers......

She didn't feel any pain at all.

You have to clean up your own troubles, and you can't affect anyone. This is a truth that my father taught when I was a child.

An Ge closed the computer, got out of bed, changed clothes, drove, and went out.

Quan Mo went to the consortium, a group of bodyguards followed her, and An Ge drove the car directly to the 33 Days Hotel, where Gu Xiaoai's press conference was held.

In the splendid hotel, a conference hall was vacated, and media reporters and videographers entered one after another......

An Ge waited in the break room.

"Need to put on makeup?" Gu Xiaoai walked in from the outside and stood behind her, resting her hands on her shoulders.

An Ge shook his head.

She didn't need anything.

"Do you need a speech?" Gu Xiaoai asked again.

Hearing this, An Ge remembered that when she was forced to appear in the spotlight by Quan Mo for the first time, she also had a manuscript to memorize, but in fact, it looked very fake when she memorized it......

An Ge still shook his head, "Has the media arrived?" ”

"Hmm. You really don't have to say a word to Mr. Quan? Gu Xiaoai asked.

"No, I'm over."

It is impossible for Quan Mo to let her face the media alone, he has to accompany her throughout the whole process when she participates in a publicity event, and takes care of her like a child, which is better than taking care of Quan An and An Xia......

An Ge stood up and walked outside, the indoor temperature was high, she was wearing a long T-shirt, a white shirt, her complexion, a clean face, she wore a mask as she walked......

Gu Xiaoai looked at her back, watched An Ge walk forward resolutely, facing everything alone, as if she saw a microcosm of herself.

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The door with heavy gold paint slowly opened in front of her, and countless flashing lights lit up in an instant, constantly shining at her......

An Ge raised his eyes to look at the shining light, and suddenly seemed to return to the scene when he first touched the magnesium lamp.

That time, the right ink was on the side.

This time, it was just herself.

The media densely packed up half of the originally empty conference hall, a lectern was placed in front of the media, and the bodyguards were numerous, maintaining order well.

An Ge looked at it silently, and then his eyes showed determination, and he walked forward resolutely......

As soon as she walked to the podium, there were reporters who spoke in a mixed manner-

"Miss Yogurt, take the mask off, okay?"

"Are you here to clear up the rumors on the Internet?"

"Is it true that the syndicate used movies for a joint hype to launder money?"

"The predecessor of the group is not in China, and Quan Mo is from the underworld, do you join forces to launder money in China?"

"Is the "Queen Mother" movie related to money laundering?"

"Group, does Miss Yogurt know?"

……

Aggressive words rained down like raindrops.

An Ge listened silently, letting them ask questions, and the questions they asked were all about the same, and seeing that she did not respond, the reporters gradually stopped boringly.

Silence gradually returned to the chamber.

An Ge stood in front of the high lectern, his eyes were still calm, lowered his head to adjust the position of the microphone, and began to speak, "The reason why I came out wearing a mask is because I know that this is the last time I will make yogurt." ”