474 Clearing the Truth

Yun Bixue was startled when she heard his intoxicating voice. Since the man was wearing a helmet, she couldn't see his face. However, his voice was too husky and seductive, so much so that it caused a chill to seep from her bones.

"Who are you? Have we met before?"

Right after Yun Bixue asked these questions, the motorcycle sped up. Taken by surprise, she instinctively grabbed the man's clothes in front of her, clinging to maintain her seat and balance.

Now that they were moving so fast, she couldn't get down even if she wanted to. She wasn't afraid of what the man in front of her would do because they were driving through the traffic jam, which meant that everyone could see what was happening. Aside from this, there were also surveillance cameras around them.

She was both curious and suspicious. Who's this person? A reporter? But the reporters she had met so far didn't have such a voice that seemed to pierce through people's hearts.

While Yun Bixue was mulling over his identity, the man stopped his motorcycle in front of Zilai Conference Hall. He turned his head and said to a dazed Yun Bixue, "We're here."

In a shocked state, Yun Bixue got off the motorcycle and handed the thousand dollars to him. "Thank you for taking me here. As promised, here's your payment."

"You can keep the thousand dollars. We'll be meeting each other again in the future." After saying this, the man promptly turned the motorcycle around and started to rev up its engine.

Holding the cash in her hand, Yun Bixue stared fixedly at the person in front of her. He had a noble and alluring figure, but she couldn't see his face inside the helmet. She asked loudly, "Who are you? Do you know me? Do I know you?"

With one hand on the motorcycle's throttle, he waved his other hand at Yun Bixue and said, "We will get to know each other soon." His voice, which was too alluring, penetrated deeply. It was hard for anyone to turn away from it.

At his reply, Yun Bixue rolled her eyes. Why would she bother thinking about it? Looking at her watch, it was five minutes to eight—she barely made it on time.

When the press conference started, Yun Bixue followed the prepared script and spoke in front of the crowd. Her statements were conveyed elegantly and logically with a confident voice. From the start till the end, she did not admit that the makeup products, which caused the allergies, belonged to the Snow Cloud Group.

She emphasized that it was a calculated scheme by others and played Li Erkong's voice recording to the audience.

"Someone paid me and threatened me using my family. I'm just a hired thug who harmed Miss Yun because of money. The task was too easy, so I just used the deposit to hire some people to go against you during your drama press conference. Staging the riot on the venue itself would have a better effect…"

"Who told you that Snow Cloud Group was under my name?"

"That person said that if I insisted on it, you wouldn't be able to deny it."

These sentences from the voice recording explained everything, rendering the reporters speechless. The questions that they had prepared overnight were now useless. Now that Miss Yun even presented this evidence, what more could they do?

"Yun Bixue, this voice recording was recorded intentionally by you. Who can prove that this person was really one of the troublemakers from that day?"

Yun Bixue stared coldly at the person who asked the question. "I have the video recording as well. If you want to look at it, feel free to do so."

After an hour, Xie Shiyi brought someone to the venue. It was the person who reported the allergies. Everyone knew the moment she entered that she was the person who posted online her allergy from the makeup products. However, there was no trace of skin allergy on her face at the moment. Why was her skin perfectly fine without any scars?

While the crowd was startled and shocked, Xie Shiyi pushed her forward. "Why don't you tell everyone how you tried to harm Young Madam?"

Frightened, the woman stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, everyone. I took advantage of the news for attention and to extort some money."

On the second floor of the conference hall, An Yexuan—who saw and heard everything clearly—almost couldn't recognize Yun Bixue. She had become a confident, calm, and elegant person who was capable of protecting herself. She was no longer the shy girl he once knew.