C7 Give yourself the identity you want

When Gao Yiqing came out, he discovered that there was still a large group of people gathered outside the stadium. The troublemakers and the reporters from the small newspapers had not left, as if they were intentionally waiting to block her.

"Miss Gao!" Miss Gao. "

Although she was not at the press conference, everyone knew her identity through the live broadcast. When they saw her appear, they immediately rushed up to her and asked all sorts of questions.

The men who had thrown her a rotten egg did not scold this time. They only watched coldly from the side and then spat on the ground.

Gao Yiqing returned to the car under the protection of the bodyguards. Seeing her pale face, the driver could not help but ask: "Are you alright? Do you want me to notify the Boss Ning s? "

"No need. Let's go back." Gao Yiqing massaged his temple, and leaned back with his eyes closed.

The driver stopped talking and sped away. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that the reporters were still relentlessly chasing them. He could not help but shake his head.

After the main character left, the reporters had no choice but to turn around to block the Gao Yunqian. No one cared about the troublemakers.

As doubt flashed through his mind, he continued to focus his camera on Gao Yunqian that just came out.

Three minutes later, a red BMW turned the corner and pulled steadily to the side of the road.

The back window rolled down and a slender white arm extended out. Between her slender fingers, there was a bank card.

"Well done."

The woman wore large sunglasses, bright red lipstick, and dark brown curly hair that covered half her face. Her voice was thin and soft.

The leading man laughed like a dog as he received the gift, nodding and bowing as he said, "Thank you, Miss! "If you need anything next time, you can find a few of us brothers."

"Yes." She nodded.

After greeting her, they were ready to rush to the bank to pick up the money. They were secretly happy that they could earn tens of thousands with just a casual shout. It really was a good job.

"Wait a minute," the woman in the car suddenly called out. "If a reporter finds you and asks... Do you know what to say? "

"I know, don't worry!" The men agreed and even made an OK gesture with their hands, giving her a confident look.

Only then did she smile in satisfaction.

The driver slowly started the BMW. The woman took off her sunglasses as a cold light flashed across her eyes.

It had been six years, but he never thought that Gao Yiqing could survive a mental illness! Heh! He even took the Snow Color from his father's hands!

Gao Junya clenched his fists so tightly that his nails nearly embedded into his palms!

A woman labeled "Murderer" and "Psycho", thinking she could make a comeback with the help of a shop that had long since fallen? She was dreaming!

Six years ago, I could let you suffer a crushing defeat, but six years later, I can still make you suffer the same fate!

Gao Junya laughed sinisterly, he raised his head and instructed the driver: "Please give Qin Family a call for me."

The BMW was speeding along the road, and she had a faint plan in her heart. However, the Gao Yiqing twenty kilometers away was completely unknown.

"The Ning Zhe is back?"

Gao Yiqing who had just arrived at the entrance saw a car falling towards the garage, so he casually asked the butler.

Unexpectedly, the butler nodded and replied with a smile, "I just came back. I was waiting for Miss."

Gao Yiqing had originally been curious as to why Ning Zhe had come off work so early today. When he heard the butler say that he was waiting for him, he immediately understood.

He had probably seen the news as well.

Gao Yiqing lowered his eyes to think, made a simple draft in his stomach, and then pushed open the door.

He first cautiously stretched his head in and observed his surroundings, but didn't see any sign of Ning Zhe. Then, he tiptoed like a thief to the living room, but the servant gently reminded her, "Miss, Mister is waiting for you at the study upstairs. He told me that you should go directly when you are back."

"Ah …" Gao Yiqing scratched his head. There was nothing he could do, he could only accept his fate and go upstairs.

She had a hard time taking these steps.

If Ning Zhe were to ask him about what happened six years ago, how would he answer? If Ning Zhe also thinks that she is a lunatic killer, will they go back on their words? If...

Gao Yiqing shook his head.

There were so many questions, she was confused.

"What are you standing outside for? Come in." Just as he was hesitating, Ning Zhe suddenly said as he opened the door and sat behind the boss's chair.

The Gao Yiqing trembled, and did not dare to look straight into his eyes. He shrunk his neck to enter, and conveniently closed the door.

Before either of them could say anything, the atmosphere immediately turned into an awkward deadlock.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" In the end, Ning Zhe took the lead and broke the silence.

He slowly asked as he took off the glasses on his nose and massaged the space between his eyebrows.

"Mm …" The draft on his stomach became blank, and Gao Yiqing mumbled, "I … "That matter …"

Her expression was unnatural. It was obvious that she didn't want to talk about what had happened that year.

"Too weak." Ning Zhe seemed to not be listening at all, as his fingertips knocked on the table, his tone filled with disappointment.

The Gao Yiqing was startled.

What?

"I've watched the live broadcast of the press conference. I'm not too satisfied with your performance in the media." Ning Zhe said in all seriousness.

"…"

The Gao Yiqing's choking, what does that mean?

"Do you think you're still the daughter of Gao’s?" Ning Zhe asked.

Her face changed.

Though he did not care about this identity, Ning Zhe's words were still very uncomfortable in his ears, and he felt like he was being laughed at.

So just as she was about to continue, she suddenly stood up from her seat. She walked in front of Gao Yiqing, bent her body slightly towards him, and said with an incomparably serious tone — —

"You are now my wife, the current owner of the house, the mistress of the Ning family." He paused, looked at the obviously dazed expression on Gao Yiqing, and calmly continued, "You already have the honorable position of being above tens of thousands of people. In Shen City, you can do whatever you want now."

As Gao Yiqing listened, he unconsciously opened his mouth wide.

"Anything you do now, you have the ability to back up your words."

"Don't worry about the media, if they bully you, then just scold them back."

"What's there to be afraid of? Not me?"

Gao Yiqing's entire body shook.

She raised her head to look at Ning Zhe.

She had always known that he was very tall, but now, she felt even more regretful. He was really tall, tall enough to give her the most powerful protection!

Ning Zhe didn't seem to be a lie, she knew clearly that as a person, he also believed that she would not lie, so when she heard the end, her heart was viciously smashed!

This kind of blind support, where no matter what you wanted to do, you wouldn't care about the outcome, completely moved the Gao Yiqing.

"Thank you …" She didn't know how to reply, so she only said it in a low voice.

He originally thought that the other party was going to interrogate him, but he didn't expect that …

Ning Zhe grabbed Gao Yiqing's chin, forcing her to raise her head and look at him, promising word by word: "Next month, I will gather the media to publicize our relationship."

She blinked and her eyes reddened.

"I'll give you the identity you want."