Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 959 The World of Anyang (65)
"Unmarried men and unmarried women, a group of stinky men who are trying to curry favor with others, what an embarrassing thing!" The system beside him blushed angrily, wishing to give some Wing Chun tricks to those sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked reporters.

Before the system finished speaking, it suddenly paused, "Something is wrong! Host, I suddenly found that Jiang Cong's aura disappeared from the vicinity, he seems to be..."

[The call was not unexpected, it was made by He Yingying,] Anyang sat in the first row, ignored the other reporters, and closed his eyes to rest.

"But He Yingying... isn't she dating Li Mingcheng again now? If there is any trouble..."

【Why do you think those people survived? 】Anyang asked rhetorically,【The virus let them go, there is no death, there is only one possibility...】

The system's eyes widened, and it was rare for him to communicate with Anyang, "Having a faster shortcut ruined you?!"

As soon as the words came out, it hovered above Anyang, staring blankly at the countless reporters behind, and couldn't help shivering.

"Li Mingcheng betrayed?"

An Yang smiled indifferently, 【You should have some confidence in the halo above the heroine's head. 】

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the lively conversation at the venue began to be replaced by impatient waiting and complaining.

Anyang is like a lost lamb, the phone in his hand keeps sending messages that no one answers.

She stood awkwardly in front of the venue, her eyes filled with anxiety that was rare.

Even when she was hacked by the whole network, she never showed such a panicked expression.

"Anyang, what's going on? Where's Jiang Cong?!"

Li Meng was held back by the company's meeting today, and when he got the news, the pre-set time for the press conference had already been delayed by nearly an hour.

She watched the grown-up person all the way, and now she was sitting on the chair in a daze, like a doll who had lost her soul.

Hearing Li Meng's voice full of concern, Anyang threw herself into her arms, "I can't get in touch with him. Mengmeng, is he taking revenge on me, lying to me..."

Under the eyes of everyone, Anyang didn't dare to cry, and suppressed his trembling voice, like falling leaves.

Feeling the uneasiness and forbearance of the person in his arms, Li Meng tightened his lips and said after a while: "It's okay, Anyang, it's okay. Look, I've been here all the time."

She doesn't know what happened to Jiang Cong, but what is certain is that Anyang was thrown here without saying a word, Jiang Cong and he...

Thinking of Anyang's happy smile before, Li Meng's palm unconsciously used force, "Anyang, you once told me, don't do it for unnecessary people..."

"I'm coming!"

"Boss Jiang is here!"

The noisy crowd completely drowned out Li Meng's words of comfort.

The moment Jiang Cong came in, the live broadcast that had been prepared for a long time started immediately. Amidst the flashing lights of the reporters, Jiang Cong raised his hand to straighten his slightly messy tie, and walked in with steady strides.

"Jiang Cong."

An Yang wept with joy, the person who appeared at this moment was like the prince who saved her from the predicament.

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Cong glanced coldly in the direction of Anyang, his eyes almost burst into flames.

The cold and unfamiliar gaze abruptly stopped Anyang from approaching.

"Jiang... Cong..."

Seeing him indifferently withdrawing his gaze and walking up to the stage of the press conference without looking back, Anyang instinctively felt a kind of unknown fear.

(End of this chapter)