After that, he turned around and walked towards the car, regardless of Wen Jingya.
Wen Jingya's face felt burning pain, so she covered her face and followed.
Suddenly, a large number of reporters came out of nowhere and surrounded the three Wen family members.
"Ms. Wen, I just received a report saying that in order to enter the Philharmonic Orchestra, you tried to conduct a surname transaction with the orchestra's senior management and the school's evaluation teacher. Is it true?"
Wen Jingya was stunned. When did this happen?
"I, the noble lady of the Wen family, do I still need to do such a thing? Do you have any brains!" Wen Jingya said angrily.
"A classmate at school also reported you with real name for stealing a piano piece she composed, and won the first prize in the school's piano composition category. And you have done this more than once, and even asked a professional composer to compose music for you, falsely claiming that it was yours and won the title of the most talented girl in the school."
"No!" Wen Jingya denied sharply.
But her denials were drowned out by a new wave of questions. One reporter waved a stack of photos in his hand and said loudly: "Some people have reported that you have a chaotic life and have had affairs with multiple men."
When the reporter waved, he "missed" and the photo fell to the ground, allowing everyone to see it clearly.
In the photo, Wen Jingya was naked and boldly posing in various poses that made people blushed.
When people look at it, they couldn't imagine that a little girl like Wen Jingya could be so slutty.
Moreover, the men in the photos were not all the same. They were all tall, short, fat and thin. She didn't even choose the appearance.
Even, in some photos, there were two or more men at the same time. The scalewas so large that even these reporters find it difficult to accept it.
Wen Jingya grabbed snakes, eels, and various slippery long animals in her hands and stuffed them into herself.
Just looking at them made people want to vomit. Some people couldn't help but take a look at Wen Jingya, she must have stunk!
"What are you looking at? Where are you looking!" Wen Jingya screamed and squatted down to block the photo.
"This is all fake, these are not true! It must be photoshopped! Someone must have photoshopped! Is there something wrong with me that I need to do such a thing!" Wen Jingya said sharply.
"Perhaps, you were born cheap." A man's voice sounded, full of contempt. Everyone looked over and saw a strange man walking slowly.
Perhaps because of the inexplicable murderous aura surrounding him, the crowded reporters consciously made way for him without him needing to say anything.
"Do you want more photos? I have them here." Chu Han took out a dozen photos and threw them out casually. They were scattered all over the floor, like a carpet, covering a large area.
Wen Jingya wanted to rob or hide it, but it was useless.
The reporters' attention was all focused on the photo, and Chu Han walked up to Wen Jingya.
She was still squatting on the ground. Chu Han bent down, leaned close to her ear, and whispered: "You want to frame our young lady. Do you think there is nothing we can do if the police can't catch you? We are not as dirty as you, drugging people. But there are many ways to destroy you."
Wen Jingya was startled and suddenly raised her head to look at him: "You... were sent by Chu Zhaoyang!"
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities." Chu Han sneered, slowly straightened up, and turned to face Wen Jinghai. Wen Jinghai couldn't help but tremble slightly. Chu Han pointed at Wen Jingya: "Get rid of her, otherwise, Young Master Chu will get rid of the Wen family."
"Jinghai!" Wen Jingya's mother, He Zilan, screamed. She was afraid that Wen Jinghai would really sacrifice Wen Jingya because of this.
And what did the other party mean when he said, get rid of her!
Did he want them to kill their own daughters?
Wen Jingya opened her eyes wide and looked at Wen Jinghai.
It seemed that he really had this plan.
Could it be that career was more important than her daughter?
"No!" Wen Jingya screamed and turned her eyes to see the group of reporters collecting the so-called photos of her. Those photos were simply photoshopped, she never took them!
She couldn't let those reporters report it!
Wen Jingya rushed over without thinking and went to pick up the remaining photos on the ground. Looking up, she saw that the reporters still had a lot in their hands. She immediately rushed into the crowd of reporters again, reaching out to grab them without even seeing their faces clearly. The scene was noisy.
Wen Jingya and many reporters were sitting together in a huddle. Just on the side of the road, a group of people were fighting for it, and they were getting closer and closer to the road unconsciously.
Among the noisy crowd, no one knew who pushed or pulled her. Wen Jingya suddenly fell out of the crowd and fell directly on the road.
The car's horn sounded harshly. Wen Jingya was stunned, her mind went blank, and she vaguely seemed to hear He Zilan's scream: "Jingya!"
Wen Jingya subconsciously turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. The picture in front of her was playing in slow motion, frame by frame.
He Zilan shouted with a pale face: "Get out of the way!"
Wen Jingya finally realized what she was doing, got up from the asphalt road, and was about to run away. A speeding black car rushed straight over, without even slowing down, and hit Wen Jingya hard.
Wen Jingya's legs were knocked off the front of the car. She flew out like a parabola and fell to the ground, unconscious. The black car sped by without even listening.
"Jingya!" He Zilan screamed and ran over.
Wen Jinghai was also stunned. His daughter, who had been jumping around just now, was suddenly hit by a car and fell to the ground lifelessly. He hurriedly ran after her.
Fortunately, the subsequent vehicles were not so crazy and all avoided this location.