"You're Shen Yibei's girlfriend, right? You went to the hospital to have an abortion for him, didn't you? Do you have anything to say?"
The reporter bombarded Lan Ruowei with rapid-fire questions.
"Get out."
As soon as Lan Ruowei heard Shen Yibei's name, her face twisted in rage. She grabbed a pillow and started furiously throwing it at people.
But the reporters, seasoned veterans, didn't flinch at her attempts.
"How long have you and Shen Yibei been together? How did you meet? Why did you decide to abort the baby? Was it your idea or Shen Yibei's?"
The reporters' questions grew increasingly outrageous.
Lan Ruowei's temples throbbed wildly. "What baby? There is no baby! You're slandering me! Get out, all of you, just leave!"
Seeing the reporters refusing to back off, Lan Ruowei shoved them aside and stormed out.
"Miss!"
"Miss!"
The reporters chased after her.
