My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again-Chapter 286 - : He is Married, So is She..._1

Chapter 286: Chapter 286: He is Married, So is She…_1

Cao Zhen stood still for a moment, then recollected himself, rallied his spirits, and said, “The online rumors have been dealt with, and Qilan will be here soon to take you to the charity dinner. You two must act as if nothing has happened and be affectionate to each other at the dinner…”

Cao Shiyu nodded her agreement. Under Cao Zhen’s instructions, she got into Ye Qilan’s car and headed to the dinner venue.

Cao Zhen stood beneath the eave, staring blankly at the rain curtain in the night.

Years had passed, but he still remembered clearly how beautiful a certain woman was when she smiled, she could bewitch him with just a smile.

Unfortunately, during those times he was already married, and so was she…

**

Taicheng People’s Hospital.

“Sis, isn’t that Fourth Master on TV?” Jiang Su pointed at the impeccably dressed man on the screen.

Old Mrs. Jiang pinched Jiang Su’s arm hard, and only then did Jiang Su realize that she had misspoke.

“Ah, I was mistaken. The TV is not interesting at all, let me change the channel.” Jiang Su hurriedly picked up the remote control to swap the channel.

“Why would you switch it? It’s a pretty good entertainment program.” Su Hongxing, who was peeling fruit, took the remote control and looked at the couple on the television who were demonstrating their affection to everyone. She smiled slightly, “Xiaosu, don’t you think they’re a good match?”

“A pair of despicable people, what’s so good about them. My sister will find a man a hundred times better than Ye Qilan in the future!” Jiang Su spoke loudly, then lowered her voice: “Sis, there’s no need to get upset over such a man.”

The last time they saw Ye Qilan at the hospital, he seemed decent enough, but now he’s all mingled up with his fiancée. These kind of men who look at the pot while holding the bowl deserved to be sliced into a thousand pieces.

Su Hongxing was staring at the television screen, but her mind was wandering.

She was merely wondering, how could she and this man have a bond over three lifetimes? In her previous life, she even married him, becoming his old plain wife, and being his kept woman for three years…

“There are rumors online that you have been married before. We all know this is false. Fourth Master, do you have anything to say to the netizens about this untruthful reporting?” Reporter Wang, a well-known journalist from a mainstream website, was hired by the Cao family with a high salary to try and clear up the online rumors.

Not just Reporter Wang, but also other journalists who were allowed to attend, were all reporters invited by both the Cao’s and Ye’s families.

Ye Qilan just stared coldly at Reporter Wang, making his scalp tingle.

Wasn’t this a good opportunity to clarify the rumors? Qilan wouldn’t be so stupid as to not cooperate with him, would he? fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Cao Shiyu saw this and knew it was bad. She quickly stepped in, “Fourth Brother doesn’t like to disclose his private life. He’s so young, how can he be tied down by a woman so quickly? Of course, all the rumors on the internet are fake. The first girlfriend he’s ever officially recognized is me!”

Reporter Wang breathed a sigh of relief because Ye Qilan was being uncooperative. He decided to directly interview Cao Shiyu instead.

At this moment, Ye Qilan suddenly pushed away Cao Shiyu’s arm and stepped out of the encirclement of journalists.

Luckily, the director noticed beforehand that Ye Qilan wasn’t cooperating during his interview and switched the live broadcast screen. Otherwise, if this scene were broadcast, it would cause another commotion.

When Cao Shiyu chased him out, she saw Ye Qilan about to get into his car. She hurriedly caught up and grasped Ye Qilan’s arm, “Fourth Brother, wait for me.”

“I have something to attend to, I don’t have time to give you a lift.” He shook off Cao Shiyu’s hand and got into the car.

As the car drove away, he looked at the receding figure of Cao Shiyu through the rearview mirror, staring blankly through the car window at the rain curtain falling outside.