Forced marriage contract: Divorce dear

Chapter 359 Lin Kewei commits suicide (5)

He was tall, slender, and well-proportioned.

Just such a casual dress makes people feel noble and elegant.

But who doesn't know that every piece of clothing worn by members of the Bai family is personally designed by the world's top fashion designers.

All of Bai Mingze's clothes are the only one in the world.

Bai Mingze rarely appears in public.

But every time he appears, it is the absolute focus.

He has almost inherited all the advantages of Bai Feng and Jiang Ruoyun.

She has a smarter mind than Bai Feng, and a more seductive face than Jiang Ruoyun.

He made every woman in C City crazy about him.

However, the only fly in the ointment is that this top-notch nobleman seems to have become disabled now.

A car accident made him unable to stand on his legs anymore.

Because of this car accident, he who was in charge of Bai's company before, all the rights now belong to Bai Luochen.

"Master Mingze, what do you think about the dissolution of the engagement with Country X?"

"Mr. Bai, can you tell everyone what's going on between you and An Yiyi? Why did you suddenly propose to dissolve the engagement?"

"Master Bai, the reason why you broke off the engagement with An Yiyi is because of Miss Lin by your side?"

The reporters all wanted to squeeze towards Bai Mingze like a swarm.

"Please make way, make way..."

The assistants around him automatically formed a human-shaped wall, pushing the reporters out one by one.

In addition, in the crowd of reporters, you pushed me, I squeezed you, and someone fell to the ground, and there were once or two curses from the crowd.

The scene has become chaotic.

Everyone wants to get the headlines, and for this reason, two media have already fought.

The interview scene suddenly turned into a fight scene
From the beginning to the end, Bai Mingze, the focus of the whole incident, did not express any opinions.

He kept his head slightly lowered, so that people could not see the expression on his face clearly.

"Master..."

A man about 50 years old ran in from outside the hall with a dozen people.

Panting, he ran to Bai Mingze, his fat body trembling slightly.

"Master, I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, and I couldn't come over immediately, which caused you unnecessary trouble..."

Although they ran to the airport as fast as they could, they still missed the pick-up time.

Looking at the scuffling reporters and the countless flashing lights, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Uncle Li's forehead.

(End of this chapter)