Lu Ming cast a cold glance at the reporter and raised an eyebrow.
"Who told you we were getting a divorce?"
"..." Lu Ming's question stunned the reporter, who nervously wiped away sweat. "We... also just heard rumors."
"Who spread these rumors?"
"..." Who knows who started it, it's just everyone speculating.
Lu Ming's face was cold, like an avenging demon from hell. Lazily, he extended a slender finger and pointed at the reporter, warning them.
"If I hear any more of these baseless rumors, I'll send a subpoena to your company."
Saying that, Lu Ming didn't pause for a moment and walked step by step toward Jing Yiren.
With Lu Ming's usual style, he would have immediately kicked the reporter out or slapped her into silence, but he knew Jing Yiren wouldn't want him to do that.
"..." The reporter swallowed their humiliation, awkwardly standing in place, cold sweat running down their back.
Lu Ming stopped in front of Jing Yiren and extended a clean, elegant hand to her.
