As the question was posed, an uproar immediately erupted.
Indeed, some people had harbored the same thoughts but had not voiced them.
Once someone initiated, another immediately followed, "Before you married Mr. Zhan Yangyi, you were already rumored with Mr. Zhan. Is there truly an issue with this marriage?"
Chen Yu Tong's face instantly turned pale. She had never imagined that the carefully laid trap she had set would be met with questions from these unrelated reporters.
She cast a pleading glance at Zhan Mo Han, but his gaze was indifferent, as if waiting for her answer.
Seeing Chen Yu Tong's predicament, Mu Lin Jing felt a surge of satisfaction. "Heh, let's see how she handles this now. She should solve her own mess."
Wei Yu Meng looked at Mu Lin Jing with a hint of helplessness. She didn't believe Chen Yu Tong would admit to any relationship with Zhan Mo Han; this situation was merely a warning to her.
"Miss Chen Yu Tong, you actually like Mr. Zhan, don't you? If so, why did you marry Mr. Zhan Yangyi?"
"No, no, that's not it," Chen Yu Tong finally spoke. "You've all misunderstood. The rumors between Mr. Zhan and I before were just the netizens' imaginations. In fact, Mr. Zhan and I have been innocent from the very beginning."
However, some reporters were not convinced. "We all know that in the entertainment industry, such rumors usually have some basis in reality. What are your thoughts on this statement?"
Following this, reporters continued to pose questions, each one becoming sharper, cornering Chen Yu Tong relentlessly.
At this moment, Wei Yu Meng felt a gaze fixed upon her. She looked up and realized that Zhan Mo Han had spotted her.
Even though she had deliberately hidden with Mu Lin Jing in a spot least likely to be seen, with so many spectators as cover, she hadn't expected Zhan Mo Han to find her.
Seeing Wei Yu Meng look at him, Zhan Mo Han's lips curved into a smile.
His demeanor suggested that the commotion at the press conference had nothing to do with him.
After a brief exchange of glances, Wei Yu Meng remembered she was still angry about the photo. She feigned an indignant expression and turned her head away.
Zhan Mo Han shook his head with a hint of helplessness.
"Mr. Zhan," Fang Xun suddenly walked up to Zhan Mo Han and whispered something in his ear.
Zhan Mo Han nodded, and then Fang Xun quietly departed.
Although everyone else's attention was on Chen Yu Tong, Wei Yu Meng still caught sight of this exchange.
She suspected that Zhan Mo Han had some other plan in motion.
Mu Lin Jing, unfazed by the chaotic scene, even felt that this might be a good opportunity to expose Chen Yu Tong's true colors.
"Yu Meng, lend me your phone for a moment."
Wei Yu Meng was still somewhat confused but handed her phone to Mu Lin Jing.
Mu Lin Jing smiled at her and then brought up the photo from Wei Yu Meng's phone.
Wei Yu Meng suddenly realized what she was about to do and rushed to snatch it back.
"Lin Jing! You can't do this. This situation is already chaotic enough."
But Mu Lin Jing had no intention of returning it. "Yu Meng, if we miss this opportunity, it will be hard to find another. Don't you want to know what's going on with that photo? Let's just ask her directly."
As she said this, she casually took a microphone from a nearby reporter and, lowering her voice deliberately, said,
"Miss Chen Yu Tong, someone we know obtained a photo through some means. It shows you secretly kissing Mr. Zhan at a banquet. How do you explain this?"
Mu Lin Jing said this while holding up her phone, ensuring that reporters in the vicinity could clearly see the photo.
Hearing this, Zhan Mo Han also frowned, thinking Mu Lin Jing was being a bit reckless.
The scene fell into a quiet anticipation, as if everyone was waiting for Chen Yu Tong to provide a reasonable explanation.
"I... I..." Chen Yu Tong never expected that someone would have taken that photo.
But what could she do now? Admitting it was impossible, yet the photo seemed to explain everything, even though she hadn't actually kissed Zhan Mo Han at the time.
"No, that photo is fake. How can I explain something I didn't do?"
Clearly, the audience did not believe her.
Chen Yu Tong had assumed that Zhan Mo Han would care about how this public opinion would affect him and Wei Yu Meng, but Zhan Mo Han hadn't shown any inclination to speak up for her since the beginning.
"I really didn't," Chen Yu Tong said, tears welling up in her eyes. "The reason I said that earlier was just to deliberately create some buzz at this event."
"But what about the photo? How do you explain that?"
Chen Yu Tong had intended to sidestep the topic, but these reporters would not let her off the hook easily.
Watching the scene unfold, Wei Yu Meng's heart ached more and more. Chen Yu Tong's inability to explain the photo made her wonder if she had indeed done something to Zhan Mo Han.
Thinking this, her chest felt heavy, and she found it difficult to remain in such a place.
She tugged at Mu Lin Jing's arm. "Lin Jing, let's go."
"Why are we leaving now? The show isn't over yet!" Mu Lin Jing was eager to see Chen Yu Tong's true face exposed in public.
But Wei Yu Meng truly couldn't bear to watch any longer. The more Chen Yu Tong struggled to explain, the more troublesome the matter became.
That photo had already bothered her enough; she didn't want to face any further blows.
Just then, Fang Xun's voice rang out from the stage.
"Is the reporter who just mentioned the photo still present?"
Both Wei Yu Meng and Mu Lin Jing were taken aback. Mu Lin Jing had deliberately blended into the crowd earlier, so Chen Yu Tong wouldn't notice her. But now that Fang Xun was directly calling for her, how could she reveal herself?
"Is the reporter who just mentioned the photo still present?" Fang Xun asked again, his voice louder.
Just as Mu Lin Jing was considering a hasty escape, Wei Yu Meng pulled her back.
Wei Yu Meng had a strong feeling that Zhan Mo Han's actions had some ulterior motive.
So, she casually took a baseball cap from a nearby audience member. "Sorry, I'm borrowing this."
She then placed it on Mu Lin Jing's head, deliberately pulling the brim down.
Mu Lin Jing now understood Wei Yu Meng's intention. She straightened up, cleared her throat, and walked towards Fang Xun.
While others might not recognize Mu Lin Jing, Fang Xun immediately identified her.
"Madam Zhan, please don't worry. We just want to borrow your photo."
Mu Lin Jing handed her phone to Fang Xun, unable to resist asking, "Do you have some other plan?"
Fang Xun merely smiled at her. "Madam Zhan will know very soon."