Ye Anguo's suspicion was relieved. Chen Qiuyun didn't care about this. He put on a straight face and shouted softly, "No, quickly put on heavy makeup. You must cover the scars on your face."
Ye Shaojie stared at her fiercely, with an evil look on his face, ready to pounce on her and give her a beating at any time.
If it weren't for her, he wouldn't be so unlucky.
Ye Siyu loudly accused, "Sister, do you want to kill my little brother? He is an inhumane, cruel, cold-blooded animal."
What's the point of leaving scars? It's better to be disfigured and become ugly, never to be seen again.
Ye Anguo also persuaded softly, "Qingting, just bear with me for a while, just think it's for your brother."
Qingting lowered his head, his thin body trembling slightly, like a small boat in the vast ocean, isolated and helpless, and could be swallowed by the terrible sea at any time.
She suddenly held her face in her hands and screamed, "Oh, my face is itchy and hot. Is it an allergy? What should I do? I... better wash it off..."
Her voice was extremely high-pitched, as if she had been greatly frightened. She was completely disorganized and ran towards the stairs.
The Ye family are stupid, right?
Chen Qiuyun was so worried that she blocked her way and dragged her back, "Why don't you wash me? The press conference is about to start. There is no time."
It's so annoying. Why does it keep happening?
"But..." Qingting burst into tears out of fear, and the tears flowed down like an out-of-control faucet, not to mention how pitiful and aggrieved he was.
Ye Siyu smiled coldly and rebuked disdainfully, "But that's bullshit. There is nothing more important than clearing the grievances of our family. Let's go quickly."
Humph, if she was disfigured, I could take advantage of her heart and do what she wanted.
She has been suffocating at home these days and can't go anywhere. It's all Ye Qingting's fault. It's just a beating. What's more? If you don't obey, you have to be beaten. Are those people making a fuss?
Ye Anguo rolled his eyes at her angrily. What's going on at this juncture? "Qingting, we really don't have enough time. How about I have someone take you back as soon as it's over?"
After hearing this, Qingting put away her tears and nodded aggrievedly, "Dad, I did it all for you."
Ye Anguo took her shares and was in a good mood. He was particularly pleased with her. After a few words of coaxing, the family of five got in the car and rushed straight to the venue.
The venue was held in the conference hall of a hotel. Hundreds of media were crowded and waiting anxiously.
As soon as they appeared, everyone gathered around and asked questions.
"Miss Ye, what do you think of that video?"
"Miss Ye, what do you think about your brother treating you like this?"
"Miss Ye, my brother often beats you, why don't you stand up?"
"My father is unwilling to help you seek justice. Do you have any complaints?"
"Miss Ye, are you heartbroken that your stepmother is so cold and heartless to you?"
"Miss Ye, your sister has no brotherhood for you. Are you sad?"
The questions became more acute than the last, and the reporters became more difficult to deal with.
In the face of other people's questioning, Ye Qingting always smiled and remained silent. His slender figure looked so fragile and helpless in the crowd.
Sharp-eyed reporters had long noticed that the scars on her face were vaguely visible, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked like she had been crying, and they couldn't help but feel suspicious.
Are these shameless people bullying her again?
The Ye family couple looked at each other with ugly expressions. They had taught her how to deal with it in the car? Why didn't they deny it?