"The floor is now open for questions," the press conference host announced.
Long Hui took a few deep breaths when all of the reporters present raised their hands. Before the press conference started, they looked bored and uninterested. But now they were like slobbering jackals who smelled prime meat.
"Mr. Long, are you married? If so, how come we don't know about it? Was it kept a secret?" a reporter asked.
"No, I'm not married." he answered.
"Then your child is illegitimate?"
Long Hui had to calm himself down first because a strong urge to punch the son of a b*tch in the face almost made him lose control. He was seething in anger but he forced a calm tone when he answered.
"Yes." Then he quickly added, "But that may change in the future if the mother of my child agrees to marry me."
The reporters' eyes lit up. Their hands became even more aggressive, as if raising them higher or waving them around would make them more likely to be chosen to ask the next question.
