"Lanying!"

Jiang Li angrily marched into his room and grabbed her by her arm. "Why is the Old Madam saying that you are giving a press conference? Didn't I tell you that you will stay out of it?"

Jiang Lanying said, "Li. I know that you are angry. But I have already made up my mind. I know what I have to say."

He laughed. "What will you say? That I am a bitch who framed my husband? That I am having problems but I was afraid of humiliation so I pinned it on Li?"

Her eyelids trembled. "Li…"

"I am canceling this press conference right now!"

"No!" She quickly held his arm and tried to stop him.

Jiang Li coldly pinched her jaw and said, "Lanying, I am warning you. I will lock you up here if I have to. But I won't let you sacrifice yourself! Don't test my patience. Don't you understand what I said? You don't have to interfere in this."

"Li, please let me go. I am not going there to let you down."

"I don't want to listen to anything!"

"Let her go, Li."

Jiang Ninghong stepped in. She stared at her daughter-in-law and slowly said, "I want to trust her. I want you to trust her too."

"Mom, you are being foolish!"

Lihua smacked on his head from behind. "Aunt is not being foolish. Just let Jiang Lanying help you this time."

"Help me?" He sneered. "I already know her method of helping me."

"Li... please give me a chance," she whispered. "This time…I don't want to sit on the sidelines and do nothing. Even if you disagree with this, I will go to the press conference."

"Fine! If you don't care about me, then I have nothing to say to you. Do whatever you want!"

Jiang Li left, feeling extremely furious.

She pursed her lips in dismay and lowered her head.

"Oof! Don't care about that idiot so much!" Lihua said, "Just do what your heart says."

Jiang Ninghong held her hand. "I trust you."

"En."

---

Jiang Li gulped four glasses of whiskey one after the other as he stared at the TV screen. The media reporters had filled the hall as they furiously clicked pictures.

He clenched the glass in his hand as anger bubbled inside him. The phone was right beside him and he had an urge to cancel the press conference right now.

"You will break the glass and hurt yourself," came his father's voice.

He snorted. "What is more hurtful than seeing my wife trying to 'save' me even though I didn't ask?"

Jiang Weiyuan glanced at Wei and the latter was expressionless. Truthfully, he wanted to be with Lihua, but she said to accompany Jiang Li instead, much to his dismay.

Jiang Weiyuan patted his shoulder. "Let's watch the conference. It won't be as bad as you think."

"Yeah sure."

Wei calmly took a chair beside him. He messaged Lihua. 'I am with Li.'

'Good! Make sure that you be with him and try to convince him not to be mad at Jiang Lanying.'

He frowned. He looked at Jiang Li and plainly said, "Don't be mad at Lanying."

There was absolutely no tone or expression of him trying to 'convince' Jiang Li.

Jiang Li looked at him, dumbfounded. "I don't need any lectures from you now, cousin! Stay away!"

Wei pursed his lips and promptly replied to Lihua. 'He told me to stay away from him.'

'Oof! He is an idiot. Forget about him.'

'En. Can I come back to your side now?' he hopefully asked.

'Of course not. He still needs you and Uncle to keep his anger in check or he will really stop the press conference if we left him alone. You can do it hubby *wink*'

Wei's gaze dimmed in sadness. The blooming flowers around him wilted.

Jiang Li grimaced. "Don't be so sad now just because I shouted at you a bit. I am in a bad mood right now."

Wei furrowed his brows. "I am sad because I want to be with Lixue but she wants me to be with you."

"..."

Straight to the face!

He smiled dangerously. "You are welcome to leave if you miss her so much."

"Lixue wants me to accompany you, so I will even do it if I don't want to," The doting Mafia King seriously said.

"..."

One hit K.O!

I will do it even if I don't want to...

That hurt.

With that pain, Jiang Li downed another glass of whiskey.

Jiang Weiyuan softly chuckled and shook his head.

---

At the press conference venue, Jiang Lanying hesitantly stepped in. She was a little nervous but she took a deep breath and steeled herself.

"Jiang Lanying is here!" One of the reporters pointed at her.

The camera flashes shone upon her. She took the centre chair. Lihua, who was at the venue with Jiang Ruiling, smiled and nodded at her.

The hall quietened down as she was ready to speak. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for taking your time for this press conference. I am here to... answer the questions about my husband, Jiang Li, around whom all the netizens have been giving their comments on this matter."

One of the journalists raised her hand. "Mrs. Jiang. Is it true what happened at the banquet? Does Mr. Jiang Li really has fertility problems? And has he been hiding this from you?"

There was a pause.

The Old Madam from the Jiang villa was eagerly awaiting her response. This was the part where she would deny the allegations against Jiang Li.

Lai Chang, from a corner in the press conference, also narrowed his eyes. There was no way for Jiang Li to get out of this.

Jiang Lanying faced the media and through their cameras, millions of people who were focused on this issue for all the past days. She imagined Jiang Li who must be watching her right now.

"Tell the truth, Mrs. Jiang Lanying. Does Mr. Jiang Li have fertility problems and cannot become a father?"

Jiang Lanying slowly but firmly said, "...No. Li doesn't have any problems."