Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Two
"..."
"???"
The entertainment reporters froze for a moment. An eerie silence like that of a middle school classroom descended over the venue, and everyone slowly typed a huge "?" in their minds. Had Li Wenchuan just mocked them?
No way, had they misheard?
Someone recorded that segment and uploaded it online. Hua Nation speed was truly astonishing.
Whenever netizens saw Li Wenchuan smile, they could always sense a chill. Looking closer, it was like the winter sun—bright, yet hiding blades of north wind. They had truly never seen Li Wenchuan smile like that before.
"He might have been threatened. I think we should stop discussing it."
"Are the entertainment reporters idiots? If Jiang Hansheng could say it, would he need to hide it? That doesn't seem like his style."
"I think so too. Besides, Yang Xuan still hasn't said a word."
After being left hanging for so many days, netizens had gone from being fired up at first to cooling down enough to start considering the illogical parts of it all.
Jiang Hansheng did not make money off a carefully marketed persona, and his fans would be happy for him. There was no need to hide his relationship status.
So he was probably protecting his partner, keeping them away from the harm of the internet. If it were exposed, even an ordinary person would be investigated down to their underwear. There would always be extremists who attacked them.
Jiang Hansheng had not thought that much about it. He simply felt that if Li Wenchuan wanted to move forward, then he absolutely could not become an obstacle in his way.
If they revealed their relationship now, anyone evaluating Li Wenchuan afterward would probably unconsciously think of Jiang Hansheng. He had become famous early and achieved