Zheng Keryun immediately knew what was going on. When he saw the report, his whole face turned dark. He rushed out of the office without thinking and drove back.
Not surprisingly, I saw that the entire home was surrounded by reporters.
He rushed in immediately.
Seeing Xia Ruoqi's excessively pale face, I felt distressed in my heart, and quickly hugged her into my arms, "Ruoqi, I'm back."
When Xia Ruoqi heard the familiar voice, she couldn't think of anything in her mind. She snuggled into Zheng Keryun's arms, completely lacking the courage to face so many media again.[
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Another burst of flashlights illuminated the face.
What followed closely was the bombardment from reporters.
"Mr. Zheng, did you really rape Miss Xia as reported?"
"Mr. Zheng, do you know about your wife's tryst with her ex-boyfriend?"
"Mr. Zheng, what do you think about the secret meeting between your wife and her ex-boyfriend for several hours?"
"Mr. Zheng, have you ever doubted that the child might not be your biological child?"
"Mr. Zheng..."
All kinds of bloodthirsty questions spewed out from the mouths of various reporters, bombarding Zheng Keryun and Xia Ruoqi.
Xia Ruoqi huddled in Zheng Keyun's arms, shivering, and her legs felt weak. If Zheng Keyun hadn't held her tightly, she would have collapsed to the ground.
Zheng Keryun vigorously waved away the microphone handed to him, his face darkened, as if ink had been splashed on him.