……

I don't know if my uncle will be angry when he finds that she has taken them away after taking a shower.

I don't know what the uncle is doing now.

I don't know if the vixen next door has harassed my uncle again.

I don't know if he came for her.

Just one question after another, Ji Anning lay on the bed, tossing about and couldn't sleep.

The little people next to her sleep soundly, breathing evenly in her ears, very clear.

Ji Anning restrained the urge to go upstairs to find Ji Chicheng.

In the end of the war of resistance, she was still victorious.

She woke her up after she slept.

After washing with them, they are ready to go downstairs for breakfast with the assistant.

"Miss Nian Nian, I heard that your play was finished yesterday. How high are your expectations for this play?"

"Some netizens photographed Miss Nian Nian entering the hotel with a mysterious man last night. Some people say it is Shao Qi, is it true?"

"Are you in the room now?"

As soon as the door was opened, a group of reporters gathered around the door, throwing questions one after another.

Ji Anning’s face is ‘crushed’. She is in a hotel, a five-star hotel with good management and service attitude, right?

How did these reporters get in?

It's still blocked at the door of her room, which is too shameless.

Mysterious man? Shao Qi?

They really know how to catch the wind.

I really know how to use big names to get eyeballs. The number of times she and Qi He have touched and communicated can be counted with one hand, but every time they meet these reporters, they will always get involved with Qi Helian.

"All the trouble, this is the hotel. If I don't let it open, I will call security."

The assistants will return to the room one after another, and then come out to drive the reporters who surrounded Ji Anning.

But the reporter was very persistent, and the camera lens was still shooting sharply at Ji Anning, and the problems continued.

"Miss Niannian, the scandal between you and Shao Qi has been circulating since two years ago. Foreign media once reported that you both have children. Is that the little girl just now?"

"When do you plan to marry Shao Qi?"

These people are really...

Ji Anning helped her, and the assistant guarded her behind her. While dispersing the reporters, she kept repeating one sentence: "The questions you asked, we have no comment."

No comment!

These are the four most scheming words in the entertainment industry. Whether it’s true or not, I don’t deny or admit it, just don’t tell you, let you imagine, let you guess, let you help me hype.

The reporters were still questioning, asking and asking, and just those few questions, Ji Anning felt that his ears were about to hear the cocoon.

"Miss Nian Nian, it’s rumored that at the 10th Anniversary of Fashion in J City last time, a man appeared and snatched you and Shao Qi’s daughter. Later, the mysterious man was picked out. It was the uncle of your childhood sweetheart fiance. Can you explain it?"

Suddenly, someone asked about Ji Chicheng.

Ji Anning's face showed tension.

The incident in the fashion event last time was not reported much after being suppressed, but was it still fired in China?

One person pulled out this topic, and then someone immediately asked.

"It is rumored that your childhood sweetheart fiance and Mr. Ji Chicheng are fighting for J.C's inheritance rights. Is it true?"

"Can you tell us about your relationship with Mr. Ji Chicheng?"

Ask more and more.

Ji Anning's head was dizzy, and her feet stepped back a few steps, but the reporters rushed up, wishing to squeeze in.