After a flash marriage, I found out that my husband is a billionaire

"Grandpa didn't even care about his own life for his sister Ranran, so please don't make things difficult for Ranran!"

Ye Siyan seemed to be warning.

But those present quickly grasped the key point.

"Ms. Siyan, are you saying that Mr. Ye died because of this newly adopted granddaughter?"

"What exactly happened? Can it be understood that she caused Mr. Ye's death? Did she harm Mr. Ye?"

The reporter pursued the matter relentlessly.

Each question was more pointed than the previous one.

This is exactly what Ye Siyan wanted to see.

She easily pushed Su Ran to the edge of the sharp wave, but her true intentions could not be seen by others.

When the reporter pressed the issue, Ye Siyan immediately explained, "That's not the case. Don't make wild guesses."

She "protected" Su Ran with a sincere look on her face.

But the reporter smelled something unusual, so how could he let her fool him with just one explanation?

Besides, the real culprit is right here, and they must dig out a big news.

The reporters ignored Ye Siyan and all turned their attention to Su Ran.

"Mr. Ye died because of you. Did you kill Mr. Ye?" the reporters pressed aggressively.

The flash lights kept flashing, making Su Ran's eyes hurt.

Su Ran recalled the scene of her grandfather standing in front of her, and her eyes trembled slightly. The reporter keenly captured her reaction at that moment, as if he had grasped some important information.

"Are you feeling guilty and repenting?"

"You killed Mr. Ye, was it for the Ye family's property?"

The reporter's questions became increasingly pointed.

Su Ran's eyes trembled slightly. Grandpa was indeed injured because of her, so she could not escape the blame.

She felt guilty and repented.

But she never coveted the Ye family's property.

Su Ran looked at the reporters present. She knew clearly that if they didn't get an answer today, they would not be allowed into Ye's house.

Subconsciously clutching the urn in her hand, Su Ran faced the gazes of the crowd and the flashing lights, declaring word by word to everyone, "I don't want the Ye family..."

“Ranran!”

Realizing what she was about to say, Ye Tingshen immediately interrupted her.

The entire Ye family belongs to Su Ran.

It’s just that there are some things that are not convenient to reveal too much to the public.

Ye Tingshen held Su Ran's shoulders and protected her in his arms.

When facing reporters, Ye Tingshen was always gentle and elegant, but at this moment his tone was unprecedentedly harsh and cold:

"The Ye family will handle the Ye family's affairs. Please wait for the results. If anyone continues to speculate, the Ye family will do everything in their power to investigate to the end!"

The tone of warning was clear in its meaning.

The reporter was frightened by his momentum.

When he came to his senses, Ye Tingshen was already protecting Su Ran and walking to the gate of Ye's house.

Ye Tingshen whispered to Su Ran, "Don't worry about what they say. You are more qualified than anyone else to inherit everything in the Ye family."

He will help her.

This is also my grandfather’s last wish.

Su Ran didn't think about the meaning of his words.

She could say whatever they wanted. What she cared about now was to see her grandfather off for the last time. After burying her grandfather and leaving the capital, which was a place of trouble, all the bad speculations about her would be dispelled.

Su Ran walked into Ye's house holding the urn.

"Young Master Ye is protecting this woman who harmed Old Master Ye. Are you in cahoots with this woman?"

A voice rang out from the crowd of reporters behind him.

Su Ran suddenly stopped.

When she stopped, the atmosphere at the scene seemed to tense.

"Ranran, let's go." Ye Tingshen urged.

He also didn't care what these reporters said about him, but when the dirty water was thrown on Ye Tingshen, Su Ran couldn't help but care.

"Brother Ye, hold it for me."

Su Ran handed the urn to Ye Tingshen, turned around, walked out of the Ye residence, and walked straight towards the reporters.

The oncoming momentum was so great that even the flash lights paused for a moment.

Realizing something, the reporter pointed the flashlight in his hand at Su Ran, as if not wanting to miss any of her movements.

In everyone's sight, Su Ran locked onto a male reporter in the crowd.

"Were you the one who asked that question just now?" Su Ran asked.

Just one glance and she was sure it was him!

Without waiting for his answer, Su Ran took the microphone from his hand and took a special look at the logo on the microphone.

"Fengying Media..."

Su Ran had heard of Fengying Media.

The paparazzi media in the country have no bottom line. They are good at making groundless accusations and will do anything to exaggerate and fabricate rumors for the sake of traffic.

A cancer in the media industry.

"Heh..." Su Ran smiled softly, not hiding his disdain at all.

The reporter's expression changed.

Before Su Ran could say anything, he felt humiliated.

"Excuse me, reporter from Fengying Media, how did you determine that I harmed Mr. Ye? And how did you become so certain that Mr. Ye and I are in cahoots? Have you done any research? Who did you interview?"

Su Ran pointed the microphone at the reporter.

The reporter was stunned for a moment, then immediately replied, "That's what I'm asking you, isn't it?"

"Well, you ask me? My answer is that I didn't hurt Mr. Ye, but do you believe it?" Su Ran chuckled, "At least you, your Fengying Media, won't believe it!"

Not only will they not believe it, they will continue to pester you just for more traffic.

"Good journalists and good media outlets should respect the facts and the parties involved. I hope this reporter will not distort the facts just to gain traffic."

Su Ran's tone suddenly changed, and he issued a sharp warning, "Young Master Ye's character will not be tarnished by you!"

Su Ran threw the microphone back.

The reporter was slightly stunned.

He and Fengying Media have always had a bad reputation in the industry.

But he never tolerates others saying anything bad about him.

Su Ran's obvious mockery instantly angered him.

Especially when I felt the same sarcasm and anticipation from my colleagues around me, I couldn't swallow this anger.

"It's really touching. Young Master Ye protects you, and you also protect Young Master Ye. Could it be that between you two..." The reporter smiled obscenely, blatantly counterattacking and provoking.

He knew what his words meant.

Scandals between men and women can arouse people's curiosity and attract the most traffic.

Regardless of whether this rumor is true or not, it will get her into trouble.

So what if it’s Ye’s? He has a backer behind him. He is not afraid of Ye Tingshen, let alone such a woman of unknown origin?

Even if he beat her in front of everyone, there would be someone who could settle everything for him.

Thinking of this, the reporter stepped forward, grabbed the microphone tightly, and threw it towards Su Ran.

Su Ran was only a few steps away from him.

But the space around her was narrow, and when the microphone fell, she instinctively stepped back, but her foot was tripped by something.

Su Ran tried his best to steady himself, but he couldn't stop leaning backwards.

Su Ran resigned herself to the impact of the floor, but did not feel the expected pain. The moment she fell, a pair of long arms supported her.

After seeing the owner of the long arms, Su Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s Ye Tingshen.

Before she could thank him, the reporter pointed the microphone at her face.

Su Ran thought that there was no way to avoid it, so he simply closed his eyes, and as expected, he heard a "bang".

It was like something hit her head, but she didn't feel any pain at all.