."I've been waiting for you a long time," the woman said, without getting up from the sofa. She only tilted her head slightly to look at them, as if she were the one in charge, holding all the power i...Yang Ning still remembered how Hou had assured her that there wouldn't be any strange things happening on set again. Though she was still uneasy, the alert in her heart relaxed a little.

At 5 p.m., the final promotion for "Splendor of Yesterday" finally kicked off. After Yang Ning and numerous cast members greeted the reporters, the click of cameras nearly pierced her eardrums. Among them, Yang Qingfeng and Yang Ning were undoubtedly the most photographed, as the two have always been surrounded by rumors.

After the promotional event started, the attendees, led by the host, went through several previous segments. About half an hour later, the last segment - the Q&A session - finally arrived.

To be honest, Yang Ning really didn't want to talk much with these people. However, as a routine of every press conference, it wouldn't change because of her mood.

"Okay, the person in the third row wearing yellow, please stand up and ask a question."

The host randomly pointed to a reporter, and when the person stood up, their eyes were fixed on Yang Ning, clearly wanting to ask her a question.

"Ms. An, I'd like to ask you, how did you feel about working with Mr. Yang for the first time"

This question caught Yang Ning completely off guard. With so many people present, he just had to ask about singing.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Yang and I have different roles, and we haven't actually worked together," she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Yang Ning couldn't help but roll her eyes. She'd had too many frustrating encounters lately; her patience was wearing thin.

The host knew something was amiss and hurriedly looked up. He immediately saw Yang Ning's annoyed glare, and an idea struck him. He quickly motioned for Yang Ning to sit down and called on someone else to answer the question.

However, the man who stood up didn't look like a good person. His gaze wasn't fixed on Yang Ning, but on Yang Qingfeng instead.

"Mr. Yang, I would like to ask you, the lyrics and melody of this song are very similar to the villainous princess in the drama. So when you sing this song, will you ask Ms. An for advice"

Everyone in the room fell silent when they heard this question. It was a clever way of phrasing things, seeming to ask about a television show but actually digging for information.

However, this kind of prank is highly likely to be permanently blacklisted by the agency, meaning he will never be invited to participate in any investment programs produced by their company again.

The reporter who had been called upon seemed oblivious to the situation, and as Yang Qingfeng showed no signs of answering, she was about to repeat the question. However, at that moment, the curtain behind the stage suddenly opened, and a deep, icy voice boomed through the hall, startling every person present like a thunderbolt.

If you want to know, just ask me directly.

An Tianxiang stood tall on the podium, drawing everyone's attention. The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense.

"Mr. An..." The reporter just now seemed to know An Tianxiang as well, his expression flickering, stammering trying to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

An Tianxiang's eyes were dim, he glanced at Yang Ning's location, his expression unreadable. Yang Ning, who sat with her back to him, clearly felt his gaze. The tingling sensation from her spine made her hands and feet numb.

It seemed that An Tianxiang was enjoying Yang Ning's nervousness. He casually stuck one hand in his pocket, pursed his lips, and silently stood behind her. His other large hand naturally landed on her shoulder. This gesture, combined with An Tianxiang's expressionless face, looked like a warning to others in their eyes.

However, Yang Ning didn't think so. Instead, she felt a surge of goosebumps all over her body when she felt the warmth coming from An Tianxiang's palm, making her heart race wildly.

When did she become so close to An Tianxiang Not to mention that she still had some reservations about him in her heart, his warm and enthusiastic attitude made her repeatedly suspicious.

"Yang Ning and Yang Qingfeng are both our investors, and you are all professional journalists. At the press conference, don't act like a dog and inquire about unnecessary things."

An Tianxiang, through Yang Ning's thin clothing, felt her tense body. The unease that had inexplicably existed in his heart finally dissipated. He retracted his hand and looked coldly at the reporters present, issuing a final warning.

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