The Yan family's affairs became more and more intense. The next day, guests gathered directly under the Yan family's building holding a banner and causing trouble.

Ye Pianran stood in front of the window blankly, looked down at the people gathered downstairs to make trouble, and took a breath again.

Turning his head, George opened the office door and walked in with anxiety.

"Miss Rose, now there are people gathering to make trouble downstairs. Why don't you go out through the back door!" George frowned and suggested in a low voice.

Ye Pianran was slightly stunned and nodded: "Okay...but...what should the people downstairs do?"

"They are all our consumers, and they come to ask for an explanation. If someone is sent to drive them away, it will definitely be unfavorable to us, not to mention that there are so many journalists below."

"So at present, they can only be stopped from entering. There is no need to evict them. You can go back first! Leave the matter here to me."

George frowned and looked solemn.

Ye Pianran slapped the corners of his lips and blinked his long eyelashes.

"Then I'll leave first, I'll trouble you about the matter here." Ye Pianran bit his lip, turned his head and walked out of the back door with his bag.

As soon as I reached the door, I was immediately surrounded by layers of reporters coming from afar.

"Ms. Rose, what do you plan to deal with the quality problems you think of when the luxury brand XG, under Yan's family, has this time."

"What do you think about the statement that Yan's founding was for money laundering that it broke online?"

"Is it true that netizens have read that you are the famous model Ye Pianran? Why did you leave the circle and take over Yan's family? Are there any hidden information? Please respond."

“……”

The overwhelming voices kept pouring into Ye Pianran's ears. She frowned slightly and her eyes were a little panicked.

Just as I opened my mouth and was about to speak, a commotion suddenly sounded not far away.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd tightly surrounded Ye Pianran began to loosen. As the head was shaking, Ye Pianran saw Li Jingting who was opening the car door and slowly walking towards her.

Li Jingting was wearing a printed black suit, his expression was still cold, his thin lips were pursed, and his whole body was covered in coldness.

Passing through the crowd, he looked at Ye Pianran.

Ye Pianran pulled his lips and smiled slightly at him.

Perhaps because Li Jingting's tallness was too strong, the onlookers took a step back from the reporter and did not dare to get in close contact with him.

Li Jingting easily walked through the crowd and walked to her, wrapped in a thick amber fragrance. Ye Pianran felt full of peace of mind and raised his head and smiled: "Do you know too?"

"Yes." Li Jingting nodded with a serious expression.

"I..." Ye Pianran opened his mouth and was about to speak when he suddenly caught a large bucket of paint sprinkled towards them.

She opened her eyes wide in shock. Just as she was about to pull him away, she saw Li Jingting slid her hands and pulled her into her arms.

Putian's paint fell on him.

Ye Pianran frowned and murmured Li Jingting's name lightly.

Turning his head and staring at the man who was splashing with paint in a cold look.

The man was a lady in her early fifties, wearing a fur and a very delicate makeup on her face, staring at them fiercely.

"Everyone who sells fake goods will die! What are you doing when you stare at me? Why don't you still want to hit me?" The lady raised her head, looking for granted.
Chapter completed!