Chapter 188
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This was the first time Wen Moshen had faced the media since his return. The public was most interested in how Wen Moshen had escaped from the plane crash, how many people had survived, how he had lived all these years, and how he had been rescued.
Wen Moshen sat on the side of the three-seater sofa that was closest to Lin Nuan, his legs crossed, leaning comfortably against the sofa. He spoke slowly and calmly about the plane crash back then, occasionally with a hint of humor in his words. While it made one's heart wrench, it also made one admire Wen Moshen's open-mindedness.
It turned out that the plane crashed after it deviated from its flight path, just like in the movies, crashing on an uninhabited island.
Wen Moshen said to the camera that he was sorry that he was the only one who survived the plane crash.
The family members of the victims of the T-324 plane crash who were sitting below the stage instantly burst into tears …
For many days, they had been waiting for news from Wen Moshen, hoping that Wen Moshen could bring them hope and tell them that their loved ones were still alive. Even though the officials had already announced that the other passengers had died when Wen Moshen returned, they still hoped for a miracle.
Many of their family members had put in so much effort and spent so much money to get the live tickets for this interview, just for a ray of hope, but this hope … was still shattered.
Wen Moshen told the family members that he had done his best to bury the bodies of the victims. Because they didn't know each other, Wen Moshen was sorry that he couldn't erect a tombstone for them. He hoped that the dead could rest in peace and the living could grieve.
Wen Moshen couldn't help but feel the strange sensation in his throat. He turned his head and covered his mouth with his fist, coughing violently.
Lin Nuan could tell that Wen Moshen was holding back his emotions. She handed him a glass of water and said, "Mr. Wen, you've already done your best to preserve the dignity of the deceased. What you've done is very admirable, you don't have to apologize."
Hearing the words "Mr. Wen," Wen Moshen felt even more uncomfortable, as if something was stuck in his throat.
"Thank you, cough cough cough …" Wen Moshen took the glass of water, still coughing violently, spilling quite a bit of the warm water in the glass.
Lin Nuan couldn't bear it, so she took the glass of water and placed it on the coffee table. She handed Wen Moshen a tissue and naturally raised her hand to stroke his back, asking in a low voice, "Are you alright? Do you want to take a break? "
Wen Moshen waved his hand. Gu Hanyan, who was below the stage, could no longer sit still and went up the stage.
Seeing this, Lin Nuan retreated to the side.
After a long while, Wen Moshen apologized to everyone and said while holding back his cough, "We can continue! Cough cough … "
Gu Hanyan stood on the stage worriedly, wondering if she should go down or stop Wen Moshen from continuing.
"Nuan Nuan, we can continue …" Wen Moshen felt the discomfort in his throat. He turned his head and gazed at Lin Nuan with his deep gaze.
Lin Nuan was a little surprised to hear Wen Moshen call her that on stage …
There was quite a commotion in the audience seats.
Lin Nuan addressed Wen Moshen as Mr. Wen, but Wen Moshen addressed her as Nuan Nuan …
Seeing this, Wen Moshen hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, Host Lin is my younger sister who grew up with me. We've known each other for more than ten years, so I'm used to calling her that. I'm not as professional as Host Lin when it comes to programs."
Gu Hanyan looked at Lin Nuan deeply. In order not to affect the recording of the show, she hesitated again and again before walking down.
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