Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
While waiting for friends, Huo Mian was stopped by a massive group of reporters.
“Mrs. Qin, can you share how you’re feeling right now?”
“I’m feeling good. I have faith that my husband will be fine.”
“Mrs. Qin, haven’t you two already divorced? Do you mind people calling you Mrs. Qin still?”
“I will always be Mrs. Qin. A divorce is just a piece of paper. It won’t have much impact,” replied Huo Mian with a smile.
“It’s said that GK’s stocks are crashing and GK won’t survive long. What are you going to do about it? Are you going to sell it or finance it?”
“That is confidential, I can’t answer that. Thanks.”
“What will today’s result of President Qin’s murder case be? What are you expecting?”
“My husband didn’t murder anyone. I trust in the law to prove his innocence.”
“Rumor says that President Qin killed for love. He had an affair with Miss Song, so…”
“Please don’t accept speculations so easily, especially on such a major case. Even the police don’t dare to talk about it, how dare you talk about it so openly. Although sometimes being brave is a good thing, please make sure you can distinguish between black and white,” Huo Mian said as she stared at the reporter with such a cold and mocking smile that the latter backed off a couple of steps.
“Other than you, will any other people come to today’s hearing?”
“Yes, my husband’s friends will all be here.”
“Mrs. Qin, someone claimed to see you get into President Su’s car last night. You two have an ambiguous relationship, so…”
Without even letting the reporter finish, Huo Mian laughed, “So last night, I also went to President Huo’s home for dinner. Does that mean I have an ambiguous relationship with President Huo as well?”
Upon hearing this, the reporter was instantly silenced.
Huo Mian calmly answered all the questions.
Her quick thinking while being put on the spot and her well-organized answers made everyone look at her with a fresh perspective. No one would look down on her again even though she was only a 25-year-old young girl.
“That’s the end of today’s Q&A session. My friends are here. Thank you all.”
Afterward, Huo Mian walked into the courthouse.
The police maintaining order blocked the large number of reporters from entering.
Wei Liao drove there with Jiang Xiaowei in his Mercedes 600.
Zhu Lingling came with Gao Ran’s Jaguar.
In Rick’s Ferrari was him and Xixi.
Su Yu drove his black Lamborghini.
Tang Chuan came in his white Porsche 918.
It looked like a luxury car exhibition in front of the courthouse.
“Let’s go in.” Huo Mian nodded to everyone. As Huo Mian was turning around, Zhu Lingling shouted, “Look, who’s that?”
Everyone turned around and saw a Range Rover parked at the front. Huo Siqian was wearing a red suit as if he were a groom, annoying everyone present.
“President Huo, is there something to celebrate today? Why are you wearing red?” A nosy reporter stepped forward and asked.
“If I don’t wear red, should I wear black then? I’m not going to a funeral,” answered Huo Siqian casually while adjusting his collar.
“Haha, President Huo. You have such a good sense of humor.” Huo Siqian’s answer made the reporter smile awkwardly.
Huo Siqian walked up the stairs one by one and was soon only ten steps away from Huo Mian.
“Why are you here?” Gao Ran asked with an angry face. If they weren’t in public, he would have beaten Huo Siqian up.
Rick also stared at him, his expression filled with hatred.
Huo Mian was very calm and she just glanced at his face casually.
“I’m here for the hearing. I care about this case a lot. Did you guys forget, the victim was my wife. Mayor Song is my father-in-law.”
“Bastard…” Zhu Lingling wanted to run up and scratch Huo Siqian’s face but was stopped by Huo Mian.
“Lingling, don’t act impulsively.”
Huo Siqian looked Huo Mian up and down and laughed. “Mian, what you are wearing today is not a lucky color. Only people going to funerals wear black.”
Upon hearing this, everyone’s face changed drastically.
