Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

The reporters present were all in a daze. You said what you should say, and you said what you shouldn't. What else can we ask?

The reporters who belatedly realized that this was a difficult nut to crack, rationally shifted their target to Yin Huaige.

"Yin Tianwang, may I ask you to set up your own personal studio at this time, is it because your contract with Yaosheng is about to expire and you plan to start your own business?"

Yin Huaige had expected that someone would make a fuss about this matter, and said calmly: "From just now, what we have been saying is that we will establish our own independent studio with Yaosheng. This sentence means that we are still Yaosheng's As an artist, it’s just another way of saying it, and the working environment is better than before.”

"Then, regarding the establishment of the studio this time, does Yin Tianwang have any specific new goals? For example, when will the new album be released, and what are the expectations for the sales target of the new album?"

"As a singer, releasing an album is naturally the main task. As for when it will be released and how it is planned to be released, it all depends on the company's specific arrangements. I am not in a position to answer here. As for the sales target, it depends on my fans. It can be as much as I want it to be."

Compared with Yin Ruoxuan's straightforwardness, Yin Huaige's many years in the circle, obviously more evasion and detours.

These reporters who were trying to dig out some explosive news from the mouths of the two siblings soon realized that although Yin Huaige was not as aggressive as his sister, it was not a simple thing.

A topic is often abducted by him, very cunning.

After some questioning, the reporter held back his breath and didn't ask anything. After returning, he might decide how to arrange the two brothers and sisters out of context.

After watching the complete press conference, An Ruixin couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This guy has grown up a lot."

"Who has grown a lot?" Ji Chengze's voice suddenly came from behind, which startled An Ruixin.

"You're back, have you eaten yet? May I ask the kitchen to get you something to eat?" An Ruixin looked at the sky outside and asked with concern.

"No, I just ate outside. How about you? Have you eaten? Are you feeling better today?"

An Ruixin's stomach is not feeling well recently, and Ji Chengze has to touch her stomach almost every day when he comes back, it seems that as long as he does this, An Ruixin's stomach will get better.

An Ruixin grabbed Ji Chengze's messy hand on her stomach, and rolled her eyes helplessly: "I eat several meals a day, when have I been hungry?"

Recently, An Ruixin has an upset stomach, and An Ruixin seriously suspects that it is because she has eaten too much recently, but she can't say this, otherwise, Ji's mother may be sad again.

Ji Chengze didn't take it seriously, and continued to touch her belly, and said with regret: "After eating so much, why don't you see any growth?"

An Ruixin was a little puzzled: "You want to see me grow so much? Don't you men like girls who look thinner and look better?"

"In my eyes, you look good no matter what, but if you are fatter, you will feel better."

It took An Ruixin a few seconds to realize what the touch in Ji Chengze's mouth meant. She blushed and glared at him from embarrassment.

A smile flashed across Ji Chengze's eyes, and he lowered his head to kiss him.

Who would have thought that at this moment, a childish cry successfully broke the beautiful atmosphere between the two.