Chapter 275: The Press Conference Begins_1

Unsure whether it was Zheng Haoyu's unusually good temper today, or the small fellow was simply having a lucky day, he didn't react instantly. He just stood there, staring blankly at the three people present. His glasses-less eyes swept past Zheng Haoyu, Su Nian, and Cheng Yun. Feeling the three distinct aura they each carried, he suddenly jumped up.

Su Nian sniffed, sensing an unusual atmosphere.

In truth, the moment the small fellow picked himself up from the ground, he quickly groped for his glasses. Despite having only one lens remaining, he swiftly put them on, picked up his notebook from the floor, and ingratiatingly followed Zheng Haoyu. "Mr. Zheng, I'm a reporter from Haiyun magazine, could you spare a few minutes to answer some questions? You and Su…"

"No!" Before he could finish, he was promptly shut down by Young Master Zheng. The coldness in his dark eyes left no room for negotiation, as if they might freeze the small fellow into an iceman.