Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1333 - 1311: More Beautiful Than Imagined

A reporter immediately perked up and asked, "Giving such a grand gift, it must be for someone very important, right?"

"The Heart of the Ocean Blue Moon represents marriage and love, it should be given to someone of the opposite sex, shouldn’t it?"

"Yes, who is this person to the gentleman? A girlfriend? A wife?"

But the man, adept at keeping them guessing, did not continue and looked down slightly.

The assistant quickly blocked the journalists, "My master needs to go backstage to sign the check and necklace contract. If there is time later, we might give you time for an interview."

The journalists were not willing to let go of the mysterious new owner of the Heart of the Ocean Blue Moon so easily: "Can you give us an exclusive interview later?"

Getting the first-hand news was most crucial.

The assistant replied, "My master has limited time and will only accept an interview from one media outlet."

At this, several media outlets clamored, eagerly recommending themselves:

"We are from the Yunling Daily, the largest local newspaper, please consider giving us the interview first!"

"I’m the editor-in-chief of the Evening News, please consider giving us the exclusive interview!"

The man did not immediately decide which media outlet to give the exclusive interview to and, under the escort of his assistant, walked straight toward the backstage along a small path.

The reporters returned to their seats, like ministers awaiting the emperor’s favor, waiting to see whom the man might choose to summon later.

Ye Meng looked at this situation and thought that Chu Xinyue had no chance of grabbing the headline.

All the seasoned reporters were here today, whoever this mysterious bidder picked, it wouldn’t be her, a rookie.

Thinking this, she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Half an hour passed, and the assistant of the mysterious buyer came out.

All the media people stood up with a swoosh, nervously waiting for the result, not knowing which newspaper would be given the exclusive interview.

The air was tense for a moment.

Ye Meng glanced askance at Chu Xinyue, picked up her bag, and was ready to leave.

On stage, the escort glanced over the seated media personnel, "Our master will grant the interview to Liangyou."

The whole room was in an uproar!

Ye Meng stopped in surprise; the immensely wealthy mysterious buyer had actually chosen Chu Xinyue? Was her luck really that good? To catch such a major exclusive on her first assignment?

Chu Xinyue also looked surprised, glancing toward the escort.

The assistant parted the crowd, walked toward Chu Xinyue, glanced at the badge around her neck with the magazine’s name on it, and politely offered his hand to guide Chu Xinyue, "Please."

Someone discontentedly shouted, "Why choose Liangyou for the interview out of so many media outlets?"

Others muttered, "This young lady looks very green, probably hasn’t been in the business for long. Using such a rookie for the interview clearly shows you’re not taking today’s auction seriously! Please have your master reconsider!"

"Yes, reconsider!"

The assistant crossed his arms, "Sorry, once our master makes a decision, it doesn’t change. He specifically wants to give an interview to Liangyou." Then he looked at Chu Xinyue again, "Please."

Only then did Chu Xinyue return to her senses, picked up her interview bag, and said to Ye Meng, "Let’s go."

As Ye Meng was about to follow, the assistant reached out to block her. Ye Meng looked at the assistant in astonishment, confused.

Chu Xinyue explained, "This lady is also an associate editor at Liangyou, she came with me today."

"I’m sorry, our master prefers silence and only wants to be interviewed by one person. This lady can wait outside."

Ye Meng’s expression changed slightly, but she had no choice but to step back.

Under the envious gazes of many, Chu Xinyue followed the escort to the backstage.

The other media outlets, discontented that a greenhorn had snagged the exclusive, fussed for a moment, then dispersed.

...

Backstage, in the VIP room.

Ya Chen swirled the ice in his whiskey, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The deep red liquid in the glass swirled like a mysterious ocean, reflecting the complex expression on his face. His bright, insightful eyes watched the cityscape outside, hiding a brewing storm of excitement.

The assistant’s voice rang out at the door, "The people from Liangyou are here."

He gathered his thoughts and, with a voice as rich and deep as an orchestral symphony, said, "Come in."

The door opened, and he turned around to see a small, fragile figure cautiously walk in with her interview equipment.

As there was a turn after the entrance to the VIP room, she couldn’t see him before she walked in.

But from his vantage point by the window, he could see her entirely.

Having been her husband for several years, he could inhale her scent, familiar with the feel of her skin, but until now, he had never known what she truly looked like.

Until this moment.

He forgot to put down the glass in his hand; deep in his heart, it felt like an ocean crashing against rocks.

She was very much like what he had imagined.

No, she was more beautiful than he had imagined.

Delicate and fragile, with starry eyes and lips like sandalwood, a jade-like nose, her waist-length black and glossy hair tied into a ponytail secured with a silk scarf. For convenience at work, she wore a pure white shirt and slim jeans, her fitted shirt outlining her graceful figure. Hanging from her neck was a camera, a tool bag in hand filled with interview equipment, she stepped in one step at a time.

For the first time, he could fully appreciate her beauty, his eyes gradually deepened, his pupils sparked as if an invisible hand had stirred embers, causing them to leap.

Actually, before coming to China to meet her, he could have requested her photo in advance, but he hadn’t.

He felt that the first time seeing her in person was significant, he wanted to see her in the flesh with his own eyes.

Now in hindsight, it might have been the right decision.

Human eyes have a resolution of 576 megapixels, but a camera? Even the best camera has just tens of millions, maybe over a hundred million pixels at most.

A mere photo couldn’t capture even a tenth or a fifth of her real beauty.

Finally, her light footsteps stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He heard her sweet and familiar voice politely sound:

"Hello, I am from Liangyou Magazine, I am an associate editor for the Emotional Figures section. I heard from your assistant that you are willing to accept our interview, thank you very much."

Her tone was very respectful, with a hint of nervousness facing an interviewee.

While speaking, Chu Xinyue handed over her business card.

From the moment she spoke the first word, Ya Chen’s expression froze on his face, his pupils showing a glimmer of astonishment.

Yes, it was her, it was her voice.

Though it was the first time seeing her appearance, her voice was something he would never forget.

Yet—

Why was she speaking to him this way?

Did she not see him clearly?

Impossible, she wasn’t blind.

In the auction hall just now, they were far apart, it was forgivable she hadn’t seen him clearly.

But now at such close range, even extremely nearsighted eyes would recognize him.

Was she pretending not to know him on purpose?

His sharp nose revealed a complex hue as, with a thud, not too loud, he tapped the multi-faceted glass on the table, then walked straight toward her—