Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Chapter 689 The Immortal Demon's Boyfriend

The whistle blew long and the huge ship approached the shore.

Dawn had not yet fully arrived, but the lights on the ship and on shore were on.

Ye Kong walked out of the cabin and immediately saw a streak of white in the distant sky that looked like a snowy wave.

She paused for half a second and continued to walk forward. She was surrounded by the bodyguards led by Secretary Fei after just one step. She turned her head suspiciously and took a look -

Below the high deck, the brightly lit harbor was filled with people.

Media vehicles with the names of various companies spray-painted on them were parked everywhere, and the space between the vehicles was filled with reporters, paparazzi, and passers-by who were there simply to watch the fun.

Previously there were only people on one deck of the ship, but now there was a sea of ​​people filling the entire shore.

The reporters on the shore were obviously more well-equipped, with all kinds of cameras, cannons, microphones and loudspeakers, making the early morning coast even more lively and chaotic than a vegetable market. The noise was endless, and one could catch the three words "immortal demon" with just one ear.

Ye Kong did not hesitate, and the cameras finally captured her face after casting a wide net.

"Immortal demon, right? That's an immortal demon, right?!"

"That's right, it's the Undead Demon! The Undead Demon is coming down!"

"She's on the Rose!"

"Immortal demon!"

When we reached the stairs, another whistle sounded, indicating that the cruise ship was approaching the dock.

Ye Kong paused and turned to look.

It’s the Qin family’s ship.

They did not go back to the Qin family directly, but docked here with the Rose.

The ship was getting closer, and under the strong light, Ye Kong suddenly saw two digital codes on the bow from a distance.

"11".

Indicates that the ship is named "No. 11".

Ye Kong withdrew his gaze and walked down the stairs.

The sea of ​​people suddenly surged towards her.

"Excuse me, is it true that you want to accuse the Qin family of murder?"

"Is Miss Undead Demon really the Yuan Xiaoqi who exposed the flower box incident many years ago?!"

"Undead demon, have you ever considered staying in Nangang to develop?"

"How old are you this year, Miss Undead Demon? Do you have a boyfriend? What's your ideal type?"

"Can you tell us in detail what happened on the ship?"

"Can you please sign an autograph for me? My daughter is a big fan of yours."

"May I ask what is your relationship with this man you have been holding?"

"You kept pulling him on the boat. Who is this gentleman?"

……

Ye Kong, who had been turning a deaf ear to all the questions and just walking forward silently in the circle of bodyguards, suddenly stopped.

Looking at the ocean of microphones, cameras and faces blocked outside the protective circle, she raised her hand, which was wrapped in bandages and had several Band-Aids on it, and suddenly walked past the tall and strong bodyguard, grabbed a microphone outside, gently pulled it over, and held it in front of her lips.

Realizing that she was about to speak, the reporters nearby held their breath, creating a bit of silence amid the noise.

"He is my boyfriend."

She said, "He is the son of the Wen family in Yuzhou. His name is Wen Can, Wen means gentle and Can means brilliant."

Realizing that she was only interested in and willing to answer questions about men, the reporters immediately racked their brains and asked questions one after another.

"You two look really good together. How long have you been together?"

"Actually, we just broke up for a while, but got back together yesterday." The girl actually answered, and even looked a little obedient.

The reporters became more excited and more responsive.

"Why did you two break up and get back together when you both had such a good relationship?"

"Breaking up is because of impulse, and getting back together is because we find that we still love each other."

"What made you realize that you still love each other? Is it related to what happened on the boat last night?!" The reporters became even more excited.

"Related." Ye Kong paused before answering in the increasingly breathless silence, "Actually, my boyfriend used to need a wheelchair. The doctor said that the trauma left by the car accident was so great that his nerves kept telling him that he couldn't walk. But yesterday, when I was in danger, he suddenly stood up and rolled over to me to protect me—"

The girl's face, which had always been cold as ice, suddenly seemed to welcome the April breeze. She smiled slightly, and her pair of dark eyes flickered slightly in the light, capturing her incomparably moving beauty from different angles in different shots.

“Isn’t this love?”

"I have always loved drawing and creating all kinds of different stories since I was a child. In fact, they are all for the purpose of finding the love that really exists in the world. Now I am very happy that I have finally found it."

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“…She’s talking nonsense.”

Wen Rong, who had just got off the boat, was almost tearing his eyes out as he looked at the crowd surrounding him: "She is simply confusing right and wrong! How dare she lie in front of so many people! What do you mean by nerves telling him that he can't walk? What do you mean by standing up for love? He obviously colluded with the hospital and the doctor to falsify the facts! He was obviously pretending to be disabled and he just couldn't pretend anymore yesterday!"

Wen Rong grabbed the railing tightly, wishing he could cut those two men into pieces with his eyes.

"She was covering up for Wen Can. It was clearly a lie, a cover-up, a betrayal of her family, and a manipulation of the board of directors! But she called it a miracle of love!!!! What a bitch!"

Wen Rong wanted to break the railing.

Before he could vent his anger, he was pushed off the boat by the crowd following behind him.

The reporters who were farther away couldn't interview Ye Kong, but when they saw the people getting off the boat, they gathered around him.

Wen Rong panicked and suppressed the expression on his face. He quickly took out his mask and prepared to put it on. However, his hands shook due to the pressure from the people behind him. It was too late for him to pick it up again, and a microphone was already extended to him.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Wen Rong? Why does your face look like this?"

"What do you think about your son's recovery of walking due to his girlfriend's encouragement? Are you happy?"

"Will the senior management structure of Wen's Group change again as a result of this?"

"Excuse me, is the injury on your face also caused by what happened last night?"

The bodyguard that Wen Rong brought with him was simply unable to protect him from being disturbed in the crowd.

All those microphones and cameras were pointed at his face.

The raging sea roared in his heart, raising huge waves, but his face was stiff and he dared not show any sign of wrongness. He even tried to force a smile - it was too abnormal for him, as a father, to feel like he had lost his parents just because his son had recovered from a disability.

So he raised the corners of his mouth and forced a smile towards the camera.

"Of course, I am happy."

"Yes, I'll tell you the details later."

……

After moving with difficulty, he saw Wen Can again at a distance of about ten meters.

He walked past him hand in hand with that bitch Ye Kong like a spineless coward.

Wen Rong had a hard time controlling the rage that was burning in his heart for a moment, but the moment he turned around and looked, all his emotions froze.

He saw Wen Can turn his head and look at him, and he smiled at him through the crowd of reporters, microphones, and flash lights.

——He was clearly not wearing the mask, but at this moment, he felt the bone-chilling coldness when the mask was put back on his face.

This chill that was enough to pierce through his bones seemed to be deeply engraved into his brain along with the shattered mask.

And along with all this, there is also the terrible question - did he see it?

Even though I knew he definitely saw it, I still had a glimmer of hope in my heart - maybe he didn't? Otherwise, how could he smile at me? Smiling at a father who wanted to kill him again and again? It's impossible.

No no no no……

Don’t think like that…

Unconsciously, the anger turned into great fear, covering Wen Rong's face with a pale and sweaty look.

And his wandering gaze then met Ye Kong's eyes again.

She followed Wen Can to look over.

The girl's eyes were cold, but a smile gradually appeared on her face when she looked at him.

——An undisguised smile full of malice and contempt.

Wen Rong's head was buzzing.

In the blink of an eye, his eye contact with the two of them was over.

They quickly got into the car under the escort of more bodyguards, while Wen Rong was still stuck in the crowd.

The corners of his mouth twitched strangely twice, and then he smiled at the reporter: "Are you talking about the wound on my face? Of course, I was injured on the boat."

He sighed: "Because no matter what the situation is, I am a father of a child, and it is natural for a father to protect his children."

"So your injuries were caused to protect Wen Can?!!!"

"Did you know that you would have a world-famous cartoonist as your daughter-in-law?"

"Do you know the identity of the Undead Demon?"

……

"Of course, of course, I just found out about it too, and I'm very happy to hear the news..."

……

A man's smiling voice came from the radio.

Ye Kong sneered: "You don't know whether to live or die."

Wen Can, who was looking back, retracted his gaze and said indifferently: "I'm not surprised - this is better."

He leaned back in his chair, pressed his ribs imperceptibly, and then let out a breath: "I need to think carefully about what to do next."

Ye Kong turned his head to look at him.

After a long time, Wen Can could no longer ignore it. He opened his eyes and turned to look back at her: "What's wrong?"

"...Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

"..."

Wen Can retracted his gaze and closed his eyes again: "No."

The car was moving fast and silently, but the man's hands at his sides clenched little by little until veins popped out on the back of his hands and his short nails dug into the flesh, oozing blood.