Can a Normal Man Handle Such Insults?

Early in the morning, at 8 o'clock, the sunlight pierced through the clouds and bathed the earth in its warm glow. The exterior of the Huo Corporation building sparkled as if it was coated with a gossamer layer of golden mist.

As the black Maybach appeared around the corner and was in the process of making the turn, the reporters who had been waiting at the entrance of the Huo Corporation were already converging on it. Countless camera flashes went off simultaneously. Huo Qing'ang, sitting inside the car with the window slightly open, was nearly blinded by this sudden onslaught of light.

"Mr. Huo, is the woman trending on social media your new mistress?"

"Today, the stock price of the Huo Corporation fell significantly. Is this related to the trending topic?"

"Mr. Huo and his wife have been married for nearly a year, and Mrs. Huo still hasn't shown any signs of pregnancy. Can you clarify if there's an issue between you two?"