Chapter150 I’m not an alien (1/2)

The safeguard held Ansheng tightly, following Ye Sichen and Xia Nuan.

They were protected by the safeguards, so the reporters and fans couldn’t get close to them.

Ye Sichen held Xia Nuan’s hand tightly for fear that she would be lost.

All the fans were filled with envy, holding the signs with Ye Sichen’s name high and screaming loudly. Some even fainted out of excitement.

“Mr. Ye, you come back with a woman and a baby from Country S. Is there anything you want to explain?”

A reporter of a well-known television station stepped forward hard and made a brief interview when he got closest to Ye Sichen.

Ye Sichen smiled, standing there with Xia Nuan, “Everyone wants to know about me. Now I can make a confession to you.” He scanned the cameras in all directions, then he raised his hand to draw the reports’ attention, “This is Xia Nuan. She is my girl. And the baby behind is our child.”

Hearing it, Xia Nuan lowered her head shyly and held Ye Sichen’s warm hand, tightening constantly.

Screams rose one after another. Some crazy fans held their foreheads and shook their heads, while others applauded. The scene was as hilarious as the concert.

Their screams even overshadowed the reporters’ questions, but Xia Nuan still heard the question of the nearest reporter clearly.

The reporter asked if she was Ye Sichen’s cousin.

“Excuse me, please give me a microphone, I will answer all the questions for you.” Xia Nuan was unexpectedly calm. She stretched out her hand for a microphone from the reporters. They handed a bunch to her respectively. Suddenly, there were many microphones in her hands. Ye Sichen saw the situation and took a few for her.

“I’m not his cousin. We don’t share any blood relationship. The truth is, last time he saved me in the typhoon. I admitted myself as his cousin because I didn’t want anyone to talk about our relationship as an amusement. I also hope that the media won’t describe him as “vampire or monster” anymore. He’s not. As for his face, it was pale because he did some make-up. His face got burned when he tried to save me in a fire. I’m willing to use my skin to perform the skin grafting surgery for him. But he refused to do so. I hope some of you would not follow the trend without caring about his feelings. In my eyes, he’s not a worldwide celebrity, but the kindest and perfect man in the world. I will love him forever.”

Xia Nuan choked with sobs.

Such a sincere woman made him feel moved. He took her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Don’t be so lyrical. Show them your tough face.”

But the truth was, when she said that she loved him in the face of countless media, he felt sweet like he had taken some honey.

But Xia Nuan didn’t think so, “The fact is, you always act too tough in front of them, so they think they can report you anyway they want.”

Therefore, they regarded him as a stone without consciousness and heart, and slandered him and distorted his history. But sometimes lyricism was also needed.

Ye Sichen took her in his arms with a helpless and spoiled smile.

Then the reporters with cameras constantly took photos of them.

Stepping forward slowly, they followed Ye Sichen and Xia Nuan all the way until Ye Sichen got on the car with his team.

Xia Nuan held Ansheng in her arms, but she was thinking about Wuyou and Nianci. She wondered if they would be happy to hug Ansheng.

She hadn’t seen Wuyou and Nianci for a long time, so she missed them very much.

Ye Sichen sat opposite Xia Nuan, squinting at her with a smile, “Rest for a few days first, then I will take you to try on the wedding dress.”

Xia Nuan looked up at him and frowned, “I don’t want any wedding. The simpler, the better. If you hold a wedding, I’m afraid those fans would get crazy. As long as I’m with you, I need nothing else.”

He was the male captivator of countless women. If they knew that he would get married, maybe those fans who loved him deeply would be extreme.

Xia Nuan bear Lin Meng’s incident deep in her heart. The girl framed her because of Ye Sichen.

Ye Sichen leaned and held her hand, “I’ve thought about this, and the wedding can be simple, but I must put the wedding dress on for you personally.”

“That’s not necessary. I mean it.” Xia Nuan insisted.

“Well, that’s a deal. It’s not your decision to make.” Ye Sichen sat back to his original position.

Ken sat in front of the car. After answering a call, he looked serious, “Mr. Ye, the music company called.”

Ye Sichen shifted his gaze from Xia Nuan’s face and frowned, “When I return to the company, I will solve it.”

Ken conveyed Ye Sichen’s words to the music company, and then hung up the phone.

The manor in Modu City was as quiet and fresh as before.