Chapter 797: Catching the Murderer (1)

"Sangxia, your belly is so big, why hasn't the wedding been held as scheduled? Some people say that your relationship has broken down. Is it true or false?" A female reporter asked a sharp question.

As soon as this was said, the atmosphere at the MV press conference was stagnant for a moment. Anthony glanced at Sangxia and was about to raise his hand to say something, but he saw Sangxia pick up the microphone, smiling and saying lightly, "I am currently at the press conference. I will not answer questions about personal matters. Thank you."

Sangxia didn't say anything because the matter was complicated and she couldn't explain it to them.

The female reporter was refuted back at once, and her face showed embarrassment and some displeasure, but she didn't give up and asked another question, "Sangxia, at the end of the MV shooting, it was said that your fiancé mistakenly entered the desert because of your entanglement with other men, and you went to the desert alone to find him. Such a deep relationship is really touching. Can you talk about this?"

Fuck you!

What do you mean by entangled with other men? Why did she say such words, not only in a roundabout way, but also changed the taste! ?

The news from this female reporter aroused the curiosity of other reporters, and they were looking forward to her reply.

Sang Xia still had a gentle smile on her face, but she said, "Security, please ask this uncooperative reporter to leave now."

"You——"

The female reporter just widened her eyes, and two security guards rushed over immediately, holding her arms and dragging her away forcefully.

Seeing the bold female reporter being dragged away, other reporters took pictures, but the subsequent questions were all about the MV, and no one dared to do it again.

During the press conference, each of them had a bottle of water where they sat.

Several reporters specifically asked Sang Xia to answer questions, so after a long time, she naturally unscrewed the bottle cap to drink water.

While she was drinking water, she seemed to see someone's eyes paused on her for a second or two.

Sang Xia's eyes were calm and her face was normal.

The press conference ended smoothly.

Sang Xia left, but compared to the speed of the other people, Sang Xia's movements were very slow. When she stood up, she seemed to sway slightly, whether it was because she had been sitting for too long or something.

"Are you okay?"

A man's voice sounded.

Sang Xia looked back and bumped into Harlan's sight.

Harlan's blond hair was always so obvious.

Sang Xia smiled slightly, "I'm fine, you go first, I'll go out later."

Harlan shook his head, "You should go out first, I'll go out after you so I can feel at ease."

Seeing this, Sang Xia did not refuse again. Because she was dizzy, she walked out slowly. When she reached the backstage, a woman suddenly rushed over with a camera and asked her, "Sang Xia, I hope you can answer the question I asked you just now."

Sang Xia carefully protected her abdomen to avoid her. She frowned and showed a bit of confusion on her face, "Who are you?"

When the female reporter heard this, her face couldn't help but get hot.

How could she not know her?

She was just kicked out by the security guards she asked, and finally got in here to wait again.

But Sang Xia was clearly looking at her as if she were a stranger, which made people feel awkward and ashamed. Didn't they know that entertainment reporters like them shouldn't be provoked like this?