I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

Mengtian Dasha shop, [-]:[-] pm.

Song Yan wore a dark blue formal suit, which made him appear to be slender and stylish. He walked straight into the press conference venue with casual steps.

The venue has long been crowded with media from all walks of life. They carried 'long guns and short cannons'. Everyone saw Song Yan appearing, and the flashing lights came and went one after another.

Without squinting, Song Yan sat directly at the table in the middle of the venue.

"Hi everyone," Wang Yi picked up the microphone on the table. He looked around and said first, "Welcome to the press conference of Song Yan's studio." Wang Yi paused, looked up at the live broadcast equipment, and said The camera said hello: "Thank you to all the fans and friends who care about Song Yan."

"Now Song Yan will answer questions from friends from the media," Wang Yi said with a smile, "Please keep the order and ask questions one by one."

"Hi, I'm E Streaming Media," a woman in formal attire stood up, and she raised the microphone: "I want to understand, why do you want to expose yourself to be ugly?"

The first question was very sharp. Sitting next to Song Yan, Wang Yi clenched his drooping hands into fists.

"I only discovered my brother's existence when I went to country A this time." Song Yan glanced at the female reporter lightly, and he raised a finger: "He is only about one year younger than me. My parents are married. The only way to recognize my younger brother and get back for him is to expose myself to family scandals."

"Get justice?" The female reporter asked sharply, "Can you tell me in detail what happened to you in country A?"

"Your media should know something about it," Song Yan frowned, and said in a deep voice, "My brother was in a car accident in A, which was caused by my mother. This incident has been handed over by the police in country A. You can pay attention to the follow-up It is not convenient for me to answer the development and the circumstances of the case.”

The female reporter nodded and sat down.

"Hello, Song Actor," the male reporter in a jacket stood up, "How do you see the collapse of your parents' loving personality?"

"Loving character design?" Song Yan curled his lips and smiled: "You also know that this is just a character design? They have never really loved each other."

As soon as Song Yan's words fell to the ground, all the reporters in the venue laughed.

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot.

"May I ask if you have a good relationship with your parents?" Jacket then asked, "Why did you tear up your parents for a younger brother you've never met?"

This question is a pitfall, Wang Yi frowned, there was no such question in the question outline he collected.

Just as Wang Yi was about to raise his hand to ask the next question, Song Yan pressed his hand.

"I have a bad relationship with my parents. I have neither motherly love nor filial piety." Song Yan's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "As for tearing up your parents by hand, I don't think it's called tearing, at most it's called exposing. Open the truth."

The barrage of the live broadcast also flashed, and everyone discussed it.

[Song Yan is right, he is called killing relatives righteously, and the reporter is misleading the public. 】

[There is no such thing as a parent in the world, what exactly is Song Yan thinking? 】

【Why does he protect his illegitimate brother?Logically speaking, aren't you afraid that illegitimate children will steal the family property? 】

[Wealthy big melon, it is estimated that no one is innocent. 】

"Hello, I'm @世界记者, may I ask," the female reporter in a green suit stood up, and she asked directly, "Do you think the fire in the Green Sky Building is directly related to the Song family?"

"I said," Song Yan raised his eyelids, his sharp eyes swept across the woman's face: "Please pay attention to the police for all the progress of the case, I have nothing to say here."

"Your mother has been detained in the Yan City Detention Center. You called the police and arrested her yourself." The woman in the blue suit kept her expression unchanged, and then asked, "What do you think about this?"

"I don't have any opinion," Song Yan said clearly, "Leave everything to the law."

[Speaking of the case, Song Yan practiced Tai Chi, does he have evidence? 】

[Upstairs, are you a pig?As a public figure, Song Yan should not have guided the case and hindered the notarization of private law. 】

[The handling of the Lutian fire, which was a sensation back then, always felt anticlimactic, so check it out. 】

"Hello, I'm Xingle Media." The man in a black casual suit stood up, and he asked directly: "On the Internet, the vice president of the Song Corporation is mocked as a scumbag. What do you think?"

"Scumbag?" Song Yan lowered his eyes, and he smiled meaningfully: "This question is well raised. It can be said that the source of all incidents comes from Song Yue's scum. Even if my mother is in custody, he still owes her an apology, so far I have only found one younger brother, if there are other younger brothers or older brothers, please contact Song."

[Oh my god, why do I feel that Song Yan is so pitiful! 】

[I broke the news that Song Yue hooked up with my cousin from the film and television school. Fortunately, my cousin was not fooled. 】

[A man's cheating, cold violence, will really drive a woman crazy. 】

[Song Yan has a sense of seeing the palace, and welcomes everyone to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors. 】

"How does Song Yan's studio plan to deal with your current crisis?" The reporter in a red dress raised the microphone: "Will your endorsement affect them?"

"Before exposing the family scandal," Song Yan curled his slender fingers, and smiled at the camera: "My agent contacted the brand and will inform in advance, and promised that if the brand is affected, I will follow the contract Make compensation."

[Brother Yan, I will always support your endorsement, don't worry! 】

【Real man!Dare to act. 】

"Hello, I'm the reporter under the starry sky, and my name is Molly." A female reporter with short hair and short ears stood up, staring at Song Yan coldly: "As far as I know, you, your parents and even the Song family The reason for the breakup was because of your sexual orientation?"

Song Yan exchanged a look with Wang Yi.

There was an uproar.

Everyone was whispering and discussing.

[Song Yan is gay? 】

[Isn't it?I have always claimed to be his girlfriend fan?He likes men? 】

[Don't talk nonsense, Song Yan hasn't admitted yet, don't splash dirty water. 】

[Song Yan has never been rumored to be scandalized since his debut, so he is so clean, I am afraid he is really GAY. 】

【Because it's GAY?The family disagrees, so you want to bring down the Song family?It doesn't make sense logically. 】

[Don't talk nonsense upstairs, the extradition law of country A, the case that has not been closed, will not be extradited, this proves that Song Yan did something wrong. 】

[Stop playing, and see what Song Yan has to say. 】

[You don't know how to turn off the pop-up screen yourself. 】

[I have been a fan of Song Yan for several years, and I have always regarded myself as a girlfriend fan. I got hurt, lost love, and stopped loving. 】

"First of all, although I think sexual orientation is a very private matter, I still want to apologize to the fans who like me." Song Yan looked directly at the camera, and he pursed his lips: "I am gay, and I have a very stable relationship. Boyfriend, I have never misled fans on any occasion or in any interview, and then I have to deny that I broke up with my family because of my sexual orientation, I have never been intimate with my parents, how can I break up?"

[I remembered, Song Yan once said that if you don't like girls, do you find it troublesome? 】

[Song Yan said that his ideal type is clean and refreshing?Fuck, this is a boy. 】

[It's over, I'm broken in love. 】

[I don't think the logic makes sense. Even if the Song family opposes Song Yan's change, this... I'm dizzy. Anyway, I feel that something is wrong. 】

"There is evidence under the curtain of our starry sky," the female reporter with short-haired ears raised her chin. After this battle, not only her fame has been opened up, but she has also received a lot of rewards. She showed a smile that must be won: "Because What you did made your mother feel chilled, that's why you behaved aggressively."

"What evidence do you have?" Song Yan raised his eyebrows. He changed his serious expression, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and raised his chin: "Just send it out."

"Everyone, please look at the big screen," said the reporter with short hair, Molly. She turned on the projector facing the blank wall: "The following is Song Yan's agreement to support senior high school students."

[Fuck, I turned into a lemon essence, 180 million a month, a billionaire is not a dream. 】

[Nurture?Song Yan is so handsome, why do he still want to support others?I'm pure, can I take care of Song Yan? 】

[Too disillusioned, how old was Song Yan back then?Why don't you have a good relationship and think of nurturing? 】

[The upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked. 】

[Who is Lin Ci? 】

[Is this name so familiar?The most mysterious Colonel B in history? 】

"Excuse me Song Yingdi, do you admit the authenticity of the evidence provided by the reporters under the starry sky?" The reporters at the venue couldn't hold back. Compared with Song Yan's self-exposed family scandal, the scandal he supported was the real big news.

Molly's snake-like eyes locked on Song Yan, and she lifted her chin triumphantly. Being able to push Song Yan into the dust herself made her extremely satisfied.

"You only have this agreement?" Song Yan spread his hands, his face remained unchanged, and he smiled mockingly: "You must have come prepared, and you will continue to show your evidence."

Wang Yi took out the mobile phone that Song Yan put on him, and he found Zuo Linsong's WeChat.

Song Yan: [Under the starry sky, Molly. 】

Zuo Linsong: 【OK. 】

"The following is Ms. Chen Jie, who has been Song Yan's assistant for several years." Molly was irritated by Song Yan's attitude. She pointed to the door and said, "Many journalist friends must know Chen Jie."

Chen Jie pushed open the door of the venue. She walked in wearing a white suit and high heels.

Song Yan glanced at Chen Jie with interest.

Chen Jie's heart tightened, she clenched her fingers into fists, thinking to herself, Song Yan was unkind first, no wonder she was unrighteous.

[I went to visit the class, and this sister is definitely Song Yan's assistant. 】

[I have kept the stone hammer. 】

[The water in the entertainment industry is too deep, even Song Yan can take care of her. 】

"Hello everyone, I'm Chen Jie," Chen Jie looked up, she glanced at Song Yan, then looked away in fear, she continued: "I'm also Song Yan's former assistant, I'm standing here because I don't want to talk to you Song Yan is in the same boat."

Chen Jie paused, and when she saw the man not far away making a reassuring gesture, she bit her lips hard: "Song Yan paid [-] million yuan for five years to support Lin Ci, a third-year student in No. [-] Middle School, but Song Yan's mother failed to persuade him. Let Song Yan hold a grudge, and the relationship between mother and child is broken. When the case in country A happened this time, I was also in country A to accompany Song Yan to shoot the advertisement."

The audience was silent, and the reporters were all waiting for Chen Jie to continue talking.

Song Yanman casually played with his fingers, and he smiled playfully.

"I accuse Song Yan by real name," Chen Jie said loudly, righteously: "Because his family prevented him from adopting the same sex, he has always held a grudge, so he set up a bureau in country A to frame his mother, and at the same time pour dirty water on his father. In an attempt to achieve the goal of the Song family's supremacy."

"Are you finished?" Song Yan straightened up slowly. He thought Chen Jie could reveal something big. It turned out that it was just his sexual orientation. , he is not false at all.

Song Yan raised the corners of his lips, he reached out to hold the microphone on the table, and was about to continue talking.

The door of the venue was pushed open again.

A boy in a dark blue formal suit stood tall and straight at the door, with his butt wrapped in trousers and long straight legs. His handsome features were full of brilliance. It's up to me, so I, as the adopted party? Should I have a say?"

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