Thus, radios, networks, and newspapers were filled with all sorts of speculations, nobody knew what the real truth was, so everyone was guessing.
Su Nian idly shook the remote in her hand, uttered a word of boredom, and turned off the television.
"How can you still be so composed?" Bai Hong found Su Nian's calmness baffling.
Su Nian glanced at her lightly, "What would you do if you were me?"
"Of course, I would hold a press conference to explain the truth." Bai Hong jumped off the stool, speaking as though it were a matter of course.
"This matter obviously seems orchestrated. The more you explain it, the more backfired it would be." Su Nian took an apple from the table and tossed it to her, saying calmly.
Bai Hong became anxious right away, "But isn't it admitting it if there's no explanation?"
"No problem, rumours are dispelled by the wise." As Su Nian spoke coolly, punctuated by her slicing the apple in half with a quick, decisive movement, Bai Hong's heart skipped a beat.