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Huang Zihe followed the Yellow-Clad Officer into the adjacent room, revealing nothing of what he knew.
After taking the statement, the officer nodded slightly. At that moment, the door was pushed open, and Qiu Ruolan and Qiu Hai walked in one after the other.
Qiu Ruolan excitedly rushed to grab the Yellow-Clad Officer, "Is there any news? Is there news about Autumn Wind?"
The Yellow-Clad Officer pulled Qiu Ruolan to the sofa opposite Huang Zihe and sighed deeply. "The current situation is indeed as you described in your report. It is indeed the work of this Mr. Huang's fan... The kidnappers repeatedly confirmed Mr. Huang's relationship with Sister Qiufeng..."
"What should we do now?" Qiu Hai's voice came from behind, urgent and scanning Huang Zihe with sharp eyes.
That gaze was piercing, causing Huang Zihe to involuntarily shrink back.
The Yellow-Clad Officer shook his head gently. At that moment, another officer entered, holding Huang Zihe's phone. "Sir, there's new information!"
The Yellow-Clad Officer swiped open the phone, and a message appeared: If you have no relationship, hold a press conference to clarify the truth...
Qiu Ruolan cried out in despair, "Autumn Wind must not be in any danger!"
Huang Zihe's face was filled with deep sorrow as he gently patted Qiu Ruolan's back, but inside he felt a wave of inexplicable excitement.
The manager, Xiang, entered after learning the content of the information and saw Qiu Hai and Qiu Ruolan. His previously calmed emotions surged again; he was worried about the concert scheduled for tomorrow.
His excited demeanor and exaggerated actions made Qiu Hai want to step forward and hit him.
Clenching his fists, he suppressed his anger repeatedly.
Xiang, Huang Zihe, and the Yellow-Clad Officer whispered a few words in the corner, and Xiang's emotions finally settled down.
The Yellow-Clad Officer approached Qiu Hai and Qiu Ruolan respectfully bowed slightly. "According to our earlier discussion, during tomorrow's concert press conference, we will officially clarify Mr. Huang's relationship with Sister Qiufeng. We hope you can cooperate at that time..."
Qiu Ruolan raised her face in confusion, tears streaming down her cheeks like rivulets. "Do you have any news about Autumn Wind?"
The officer shook his head gently, "Currently, the kidnapper has made only this one demand..."
Early the next morning, Qiu Ruolan and her team finished their makeup and hair at the hotel and headed straight to the press conference site.
Overnight, reporters from Media had already learned about Autumn Wind being kidnapped by Huang Zihe's fans. Not only entertainment reporters were present, but even social news reporters were there, eager to cover the story.
Qiu Ruolan entered with Qiu Hai, her voice hoarse as she whispered, "Such a sensational event could alert the snake in the grass; what if Autumn Wind..."
Qiu Hai hadn't slept all night, his eyes sunken as he looked blankly into the distance. "Of course not. This is probably what the kidnappers want to see... The more people know that Autumn Wind has nothing to do with Huang Zihe, the safer Autumn Wind will be..." A familiar figure caught his eye as Liu Jian appeared behind the curtain in a black suit.
He looked at Qiu Hai with sadness, his lips pale as he forced himself to appear composed, hands stuffed in his pockets to hide his helplessness.
Qiu Hai smiled at him briefly; their eyes met, and Liu Jian's eyes were frighteningly red and swollen.
After Qiu Ruolan took her seat, Qiu Hai went straight to Liu Jian. "Why are you here?"
Liu Jian did not look directly at Qiu Hai but raised a hand to touch his nose. "With such a big incident happening, how could I not show up?" He turned to Qiu Ruolan. "Is there any news about Autumn Wind?"
Qiu Hai shook his head gently. At this moment, bodyguards had escorted members of the team to the scene, and Huang Zihe sat next to Qiu Ruolan in the center of the stage.
The Yellow-Clad Officer had changed into a black suit today. Noticing Qiu Hai standing behind him, he approached. "Mr. Qiu, aren't you taking a seat?"
Qiu Hai shook his head lightly. Liu Jian faced the Yellow-Clad Man directly and gasped softly, "Chen Guoliang, is that you?"
Chen Guoliang was startled and looked at Liu Jian. "It's Lawyer Liu..." He nodded slightly and did not continue. Given how sensational the situation with Autumn Wind and Liu Jian had become, he naturally knew about it and was surprised to see Liu Jian here.
"Do you know each other?" Qiu Hai asked in return.
Liu Jian leaned closer to Qiu Hai's ear. "That Chen Shanni, Yusha, and Ervin's case were all handled by him!"
Hearing Qiu Mowen's name caused Qiu Hai's expression to change drastically, turning pale instantly.
At this moment, the press conference officially began.
After the host briefly announced the start of the conference, the topic was handed over to Huang Zihe.
At this time, Huang Zihe held a card in his hand, which was a statement written for him by the police.
Huang Zihe raised an eyebrow, glanced at the card, and then lightly set it down. Bringing his mouth close to the microphone, he spoke clearly: "Thank you to all the fans for your support of us. However, I sincerely urge every fan to love us rationally. I also hope you can love our friends around us. Regarding my relationship with Sister Qiu, this is my personal privacy, and I do not wish for more people to know about it. Such clarity makes one quite uneasy..."
Upon hearing this, everyone present, including Chen Guoliang and other officers, was stunned. He actually did not read the words on the card; this statement implied that there was a story between him and Autumn Wind. Wasn't he obviously pushing Autumn Wind into a difficult situation?
Qiu Hai and Liu Jian exchanged glances, then stepped forward to support Huang Zihe from both sides and directly pulled him backstage.
The bodyguards of Y() were hired from HK and were about to step forward but retreated upon recognizing these two.
The scene was chaotic as reporters broke through the barriers and rushed to the table surrounding Qiu Ruolan. "Excuse me, does Huang Zihe mean that he is dating Autumn Wind?"
"Excuse me, where is Sister Qiu now? Is it true that she has been kidnapped as rumored?"
"Someone, this is just a stunt created by your concert!"
...
"Smack!"
The woman in black slammed her notebook shut and tossed it into a box, glaring at Autumn Wind who was curled up on the ground as she slowly approached.
"What is your relationship with Ahe?" Her sharp nails dug into Autumn Wind's chin, lifting it slightly with force as her voice came muffled through her mask.
When the woman entered holding the notebook, Autumn Wind was still confused. After watching this segment of the live Press Conference, Autumn Wind finally realized that this woman was indeed not just any kind of crazy.
"Did you make them hold the Press Conference?" Autumn Wind did not answer the woman's question but mumbled incoherently.
"Stupid woman, is this really a question you should be asking?" The woman in black released her grip and threw Autumn Wind to the ground. She straightened up, stepping on Autumn Wind's thigh. Through the thin fabric of the pants, the sharp stiletto heel pierced painfully. "What exactly is your relationship with her?"
Just now, Huang Zihe's words had also left Autumn Wind confused. They should have been well aware of what this crazy woman wanted to hear. Those statements earlier—wasn't that meant to kill me?
With a stubborn tilt of her head, she pressed her lips together and shook her head. "I don't know; we have no relationship!"
"No relationship?" The woman scoffed coldly, her eyes narrowing slightly as she suddenly recalled something. "What about the two men who just took Ahe away? What is your relationship with them?"
The men who just took Huang Zihe away? Autumn Wind was puzzled; weren't they bodyguards?
Seeing Autumn Wind's bewildered expression, the woman walked back to the cardboard box, picked up a laptop, opened it, and placed it in front of Autumn Wind. Her cruel eyes behind the sunglasses fixed intently on Autumn Wind's face.
The screen showed footage of Huang Zihe being taken away, and Autumn Wind recognized the two men as Qiu Hai and Liu Jian. Her pupils involuntarily dilated, and the woman noticed the change in Autumn Wind.
Closing the laptop, she grabbed Autumn Wind's hair. "What is your relationship with these two men? How dare they treat my Ahe like that!" She yanked her hair and slammed her head against the wall.
The impact made her head throb painfully. Supporting herself with her hands to prevent her head from hitting the wall, she hadn't eaten all day and felt weak. Ultimately, she couldn't escape the misfortune of her head colliding with the wall.
Autumn Wind screamed loudly in agony, but it didn't make the woman in black stop. "How dare you treat my Ahe like that! You deserve nothing less than death!"
Again and again, she was slammed against the wall, each scream more piercing than the last. Finally, the woman grew tired, and Autumn Wind collapsed to the ground.
The woman stepped back, pulling a cushion out from the cardboard box and squatting down to catch her breath.
Suddenly, a phone rang from the woman's pocket. She picked it up and immediately changed her tone. Swiping on her phone, she turned her head to one side, removed her mask, and spoke sweetly and gently, "Hello? It's me! I got the tickets for the VIP area; that's great!"
Autumn Wind, weakly propping herself up, felt blood trickling down her forehead. Squinting at the woman who was now sweetly chatting on the phone, she noticed a large mole at the corner of the woman's mouth that made her look quite charming as she occasionally pursed her lips.
This woman was unfamiliar to Autumn Wind. Leaning against the wall, she wiped away a bead of sweat; her face was pale and trembling uncontrollably.
"Okay, I'm coming over to get the tickets now!" The woman stood up from the ground, turned around to put on her mask again, and her tone shifted abruptly back to coldness.
Coldly watching the bloodstains on Autumn Wind's head, she turned and took out a wet tissue from the cardboard box. "Take care of it yourself!"
With that, she turned and left.
After the woman had been gone for a while, Autumn Wind lifted his head and reached down to pick up the tissue from the ground. His lips were dry and nearly cracked. He wiped his lips with the wet tissue; it felt cool against his skin. He sucked on his lips hard, feeling some moisture return.
His body felt weak, and his head throbbed painfully. He helplessly leaned back down onto the ground, quickly feeling drowsy.
Qiu Hai and Liu Jian brought Huang Zihe to the backstage. The two glared at Huang Zihe, and Qiu Hai raised his arm halfway, suddenly realizing he had no reason to be so angry. He patted Liu Jian on the shoulder and stepped out.
Behind him, Liu Jian's furious voice echoed, "What you're doing could get Autumn Wind killed, do you understand?"
Huang Zihe remained silent, his throat trembling for a moment before he finally spoke, "I just wanted to remind the fans to be more rational... I..."
"I'm telling you, you need to come out and clarify this seriously! Otherwise..." Liu Jian's face darkened, cold as if touched by frost.
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