The nosy Xia Jingyang laughed, “He did all this for you.”
“Me? Why?” She looked innocent.
“Don’t listen to his nonsense,” Feng Shaohao seemed afraid of something being revealed and was eager to take her away.
Xia Jingyang laughed heartily, “Because you like this character, so he wants to be the only Dugu Ao.”
“He is a character I created, I just want to preserve him.”
From his reaction, Xia Jingyang was sure he had guessed correctly, “Your explanation is truly suspicious! Haha.”
“I…” Unable to refute, Feng Shaohao completely froze.
Lin Qianchu was overjoyed, pulling his clothes and repeatedly asking, “Really? Are you really a member of Hanyun Technology? Did you create Dugu Ao?
Not only did she ask questions, but the reporters also joined the interview lineup, extremely curious about Feng Shaohao’s influence on the game “Realm of Martial Arts.”
The scene was lively and noisy. He tasted for the first time what it felt like to be interrogated, and without thinking, he pulled Lin Qianchu to break through the encirclement.
Feng Shaohao finally obtained a moment of peace, when the doorbell rang. He originally didn’t want to face her, but his feet uncontrollably walked to open the door.
“Shaohao, look, look.” Lin Qianchu held the evening newspaper, pointing at their photo, her mood reaching the highest point.
Explosive! The true face of Ryan, the biggest contributor to Realm of Martial Arts.
Feng Shaohao saw the headline, and a bad premonition swept across his heart. Xia Jingyang not only framed him but also made a big deal out of his personal affairs.
His gaze suddenly dimmed, and thinking about the media outside who were unwilling to leave, his mood plummeted to the bottom.
“Heh, I didn’t expect our first photo would be taken under these circumstances, but this is better. Maybe people across America—no, maybe the whole world can see it!” The more she looked at the photo, the more she liked it, “I must collect magazines and newspapers, maybe I can find more different photos.”
Feng Shaohao put down the newspaper, facing her smiling face, his gloomy mood slightly easing, “You’re not angry?”
