Chapter 128

Just when she was angry, she suddenly thought of a serious problem in her heart. Will Jiang Beichen see this news?

Just now Milan has said that this news has been on the media now. There are pictures and words. It's very clear. If Jiang Beichen sees it, will he doubt her?

Song Xiaoya's heart, inexplicably flustered, some worry.

Now she doesn't want Jiang Beichen to see this news, and doesn't want him to misunderstand her relationship with other men.

After struggling for a while, she finally took out her mobile phone and dialed Jiang Beichen.

At this time, Jiang Beichen is sitting in a messy office, feeling depressed.

Several assistant secretaries delivering documents outside the door, after hearing the sound of Ping Ping inside, none of them dared to push the door in. They all looked at each other and stood outside.

At this time, the mobile phone ring in the office, Jiang Beichen is holding his breath, want to see which is not open-minded come to scold.

A look is song Xiaoya called, this just look relaxed some, eyes with a touch of soft, connected the phone.

Inside the villa, song Xiaoya is nervous when she hears that the phone is connected. She says weakly, "Jiang Beichen, I I have something to tell you. "

She felt that whether Jiang Beichen had seen the news or not, she would confess to him and explain it.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Beichen's voice began to ring.

"Today's newspaper Did you see that? " Song Xiaoya stopped and asked him carefully.

Jiang Beichen looked at the newspaper crumpled into a ball in the garbage can and frowned, "no, what's the matter?"

Song Xiaoya whispered, "I have something to confess to you."

"He said

If you don't get angry, it's fake, but song Xiaoya takes the initiative to confess to him, and he is relieved.

"Qiao runzhe sent me home yesterday and was secretly photographed by paparazzi. Now he has been on the news and spread on the Internet, saying that I am his girlfriend..." Song Xiaoya has a bit of a huff and puff.

"And then?" Jiang Beichen breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know why. When he heard her carefully sound to him, he felt much more comfortable in his heart and didn't feel so depressed.

Song Xiaoya summoned up courage and said loudly to Jiang Beichen on the phone, "you have to believe me, there is nothing between me and him, I swear!"

Listening to song Xiaoya's explanation, Jiang Beichen couldn't help smiling, "you call me just to explain this?"

She did so, at least to prove that she cared about his feelings and didn't want him to misunderstand her relationship with other men.

"Those reporters are just bullshit. Don't believe it."

"Yes? So, how does the news get scrawled? "

"It's just some random guesses that I'm Qiao runzhe's girlfriend or something, but I really don't have that kind of relationship with him."

Her relationship with Qiao runzhe is just a friend, which is not as exaggerated as the newspaper said.

Hearing her explain to him repeatedly, Jiang Beichen smiles with satisfaction. Of course, he believes what she said, and she doesn't have the courage to do bad things behind his back.

"Jiang Beichen, are you angry with me?" Jiang Beichen's silence makes song Xiaoya feel uneasy and can't help asking.

She's very concerned about what he thinks now.

From the perspective of selfishness, she actually hopes Jiang Beichen to show some anger, which proves that Jiang Beichen cares about her.

Although she also knows that if Jiang Beichen is angry, her consequences will be very serious.

"Why am I angry?" Jiang Beichen asked in a calm voice, completely ignoring the mess on the ground.

He was angry. Now she explained to him like this. Now he was not angry.

Smell speech, song Xiaoya is in the heart a burst of loss, she whispered should a, "that you continue to work." After that, he sighed softly.

On the other hand, Jiang Beichen has a mobile phone in his hand, and he is not happy. This is the first time song Xiaoya takes the initiative to hang up his phone.

"This stupid woman." Jiang Beichen can't help but smile, put down the mobile phone, pick up the phone on the desk, dial the secretary room's internal line.

A few secretaries outside the door heard the phone ring, they were scared and trembling.

The president was furious just now. They could feel it through the door. Now, answering the phone is bound to be bad.

But I didn't dare not answer the phone. Finally, a man summoned up the courage to answer the phone and called, "president."

"Come in and clean up, and bring in a new computer by the way." On the phone, Jiang Beichen's voice came.

"Yes, I'll have it dealt with right away." The Secretary nodded and agreed.

After hanging up with Jiang Beichen, song Xiaoya thinks about it carefully and decides to call Qiao runzhe.Now this matter must have had a great impact on him, so she decided to resign from his position as a private designer. Now she is not suitable to appear around him.

As soon as the phone was connected, Qiao runzhe's concerned voice came from inside, "are you ok?" He knows that song Xiaoya must have seen today's news before she called him.

Song Xiaoya replied, "I'm fine. I'm fine."

Qiao runzhe man said with apology, "I'm sorry, I've implicated you this time."

Song Xiaoya is not a member of the entertainment industry. It is unfair for her to be tracked and exposed by reporters.

"It's OK. Anyway, I'm a small person. No one knows me, so it doesn't affect me much." Song Xiaoya said very generously.

Now she only hopes that her parents and brother will not see this news.

Qiao runzhe jokingly asked her, "do you feel pressure to be friends with me?"

He is now the target of those media reporters, and the people around him will inevitably be affected by him.

"All right." Song Xiaoya doesn't have any obvious feeling about it, and this is the first time she has run into it.

Song Xiaoya thought about it and then said, "I have something to tell you."

"Wait a minute, let me guess," Qiao runzhe has thought of what she is going to say. "You must want to stay away from me."

Song Xiaoya suddenly feels that it seems that she is not kind to do so now, just like falling into the well.

"I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize to me. It's because of me. I'm sorry for you." Qiao runzhe comforted her, "and cooperation is a voluntary matter, you have your choice, I will not force you."