My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 875 - 794: Stirring Up Turmoil
"It seems this time Qin Miaomiao was well-prepared. I underestimated her."
Previously, I only knew her husband, Lu Qing, was formidable. Now I realize she’s quite impressive too. Moreover, she has great potential to be tapped into, so investing in her company was worth it.
"President Meng, most of the reporters have been taken care of." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"Let’s hold a small press conference as planned earlier. I’ll call President Qin first; you go prepare."
With Meng Yan’s words, the secretary left.
When Qin Miaomiao learned that Meng Yan wanted to hold a press conference for Hua Tiantian, she felt it was unnecessary. After hearing his explanation that he wouldn’t personally attend, but his secretary would handle it, she reluctantly agreed.
After briefly communicating the content and purpose of the press conference, both parties hung up the phone with peace of mind.
The sudden convening of the press conference created quite a stir, and arranging for twenty media reporters to attend was already the limit. It officially began at three in the afternoon with Meng Yan’s nod of approval.
When Mo Wenwan noticed the press conference being held by Meng Yan’s company, her mood suddenly turned anxious. Initially indifferent, after listening to the entire live broadcast, she realized Meng Yan was the real mastermind.
"I never would have thought, Meng Yan’s public relations skills are this strong. He didn’t even show up in person, yet he still managed to steer the entire narrative. He must have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes. I never expected Meng Yan to be in the same camp as Qin Miaomiao now."
Talking to herself, Mo Wenwan felt she needed to make him aware of this. In case Fang Xiang released more news later, it might be difficult to handle. With this thought, she became determined.
After observing the press conference, Qin Miaomiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. With sincerity in her eyes, she finally had the opportunity to call Meng Yan, so she found an appropriate excuse.
"President Meng, I have only one request... I hope you won’t meet with Hua Tiantian these few days. Wait until things have calmed down, and then explain it to her clearly. I’ll talk to Hua Tiantian about it."
Hearing the man’s silence on the other end, Qin Miaomiao knew very well that Hua Tiantian still held a significant place in Meng Yan’s heart. But now was really not the right time to meet, especially since their relationship had already hit the headlines. For Hua Tiantian’s sake, it was best not to meet.
"I promise you."
Hearing Meng Yan’s consenting tone, Qin Miaomiao suddenly relaxed, her heart finally at ease. She earnestly contemplated who was the biggest beneficiary of this situation, believing that they, too, might be anxious now.
Meng Yan’s PR team did an excellent job. Even if they didn’t entirely sway public opinion, at least the negative attention on Hua Tiantian decreased, and this finally restored her peace of mind.
When Hua Tiantian received a call from Qin Miaomiao and heard the whole sequence of events, her anxious heart finally settled. Her mood gradually stabilized. However, regarding Meng Yan’s actions, she felt not only grateful but also apprehensive about the future. This incident made her aware of the distance between herself and Meng Yan, and she was keenly aware of it in her heart, yet she couldn’t lift her spirits at all.
"Tiantian, President Qin said the issue’s been resolved. Why are you still so down?"
"I’m... it’s nothing. Go outside and see if there’s anything urgent; I want to get some fresh air."
The assistant nodded, leaving without a hint of hesitation.
Holding three children with the nanny, Qin Miaomiao placed them individually into safety baskets. To facilitate their care, the nanny specifically sat in the back, attentively watching over the quiet trio.
When Lu Qing started the car, he worried the children might not adjust, so he exercised extreme caution. Witnessing this stirred a lot of tender emotions in Qin Miaomiao’s heart.
