Xia Ling\'s words made the scene silent for a moment.

Everyone\'s eyes were on her.

The girl in front of her was wearing a high ponytail and stood in front of the crowd. Her simple little face was beautiful and lovely. Although she didn\'t have the majesty of the superior, her attitude was sincere, which made it easy for people to believe her.

Fu Xichen on the other side of the car listened to Xia Ling\'s humble words, the corners of his mouth bent, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his black eyes.

It\'s very touching.

A group of reporters got the answer, but they were not satisfied.

After all, the identity of Mrs. Fu is their biggest interest.

"Mr. Xia, you\'re Mrs. Fu\'s young lady. Did you take revenge for yourself? Just because the old employee exposed your private life disorder, he fired the employee?"

"Yes, Mr. Xia, some netizens broke the news that you have first-class means. At the same time, you play with the two brothers of the Fu family and have an ambiguous relationship with your husband behind your back. Is it true?"

“......”

The reporters once again set off a heat wave and tightened Xia Ling\'s eyebrows.

"When you say I fired the old employee, do you mean Jiang Dayong, the marketing manager of the original company?"

After two days in office, she fired only one person, Jiang Dayong.

How did these people get the news?

Xia Ling continued to respond: "if I tell you that Jiang Dayong is the person in charge of the decoration project of Jingchen residents. He changed the wallpaper designated by the company into fake and shoddy goods without telling the company, do you still think I shouldn\'t fire him?"

In a word, the reporters looked at each other and didn\'t grasp the topic anymore.

Just now she has given the handling results, and now they are more interested in her relationship with the Fu brothers.

"Even so, can you explain the online rumors about President Xia and the Fu brothers?"

How to explain?

What did she explain?

Clearly, the so-called Fu family Er Shao is his husband!

Xia Ling was angry. His face changed for a while and didn\'t speak.

Seeing this, the reporters were more excited. They just thought Xia Ling was guilty of being a thief and had nothing to say.

Suddenly, the long guns and short guns of several reporters came to Xia Ling\'s face.

"President Xia, does not talking mean admitting?"

"Mr. Xia, I heard that the face of the Fu family is ruined and can\'t be humane. When you married him, did you think about the next move, stabilize the Fu family and hook up with the Fu family at the same time?"

“......”

Reporters, you and I made Xia Ling unable to parry.

She wanted to take a step back, but she was blocked by the people behind her.

Her ears were full of buzzing. A reporter\'s long gun and short gun poked into the wound on her forehead, made her hiss and subconsciously waved away the obstacles in front of her.

The recorder in the reporter\'s hand was dumped, and he was dissatisfied and said: "President Xia, we just hope you can answer the question realistically. Even if you are not satisfied, you shouldn\'t be angry with us."

"Yes, Mr. Xia, you should know that there is no airtight wall in the world after you have done these ugly things."

“......”

President Xia was upset and had a headache. Looking at the aggressive reporters, he opened his mouth and just wanted to explain. A low voice resounded through the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you have any questions, you can ask me, why bother a little woman?"

In a word, it made the reporter look back in an instant and also made Xia Ling\'s heart jump.

With such a familiar voice, she didn\'t have to look up to know that Fu Yunting was coming.

Annoying man, who caused her to be criticized?

Xia Ling looked at the man coming from the sun. His sharp eyes became soft when he touched himself. He strode through the crowd, walked to his side and hugged himself in his arms.