As if she was really in love with Qiao Zezhi and opened a room!

Watching these news, Song Wenxin was angry!

The thoughts in my head suddenly became chaotic.

As she sorted out her thoughts, she suddenly remembered a very serious problem.

Sister Mi Lan said that Qiao Zezhi and her photos have made headlines on major websites ...

So ... Jiang Beihan, wouldn't he also see that news?

Song Wenxin's heart panicked inexplicably, a little worried ...

She didn't want Jiang Beihan to see the news, and she didn't want him to misunderstand what she had to do with other people.

After tangling for a long time, she couldn't help dialing Jiang Beihan's mobile phone number.

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At this time, Jiang Beihan was sitting in a messy office, unhappy.

There were several secretaries and assistants waiting outside the door, holding documents in hand, but no one dared to knock on the door to disturb Jiang Beihan, and could only stand dry.

Just then, the mobile phone on Jiangbeihan's desk suddenly shook.

He glanced unhappyly at the phone and took it over.

Song Wenxin's name was displayed on the top, which caused his eyes to stagnate, and his face was milder.

Then he answered the phone.

"Hey," he said, holding back his anger.

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In the villa, Song Wenxin listened to the deep voice of Jiangbeihan in his mobile phone, and suddenly became nervous.

"Jiang Beihan ... I have something to tell you ..." She bit her lip and said.

After thinking about it for a long time, she still felt that no matter if Jiang Beihan didn't watch the news, she explained it to him first ...

"What is it?" Jiang Beihan asked in a low voice.

"Have you read the newspaper today ..." Song Wen paused, then asked carefully.

"No! What's the problem?" Wen Yan said, Jiang Beihan frowned, glanced at the **** bin and rolled it into newspapers, and then answered.

Did she come to make sure he hadn't seen her and Qiao Zezhi's news?

"I have something to confess to you ..." Song Wen said weakly.

"Say!" Jiang Beihan pursed his lips and said.

"Yesterday ... Qiao Zezhi sent me home and was shot secretly ... Now the headlines of major portals and newspapers are his and my photos and gossips ..." Song Wenxin said rudely.

There was some worry in his heart, he would not blame her.

"and then?"

It turned out that this stupid woman came to explain the news to him?

For some reason, when she heard that she was going to confess to him, he felt inexplicably relieved ...

"I swear, nothing happened to him and me!" Song Wenxin gritted his teeth, and then suddenly dared to speak up on the phone!

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Listening to Song Wenxin's explanation on the other side of the phone, Jiang Beihan, who was holding the phone and sitting in the office, couldn't help showing a smile.

"You called to explain this to me?"

She made a phone call to explain this to her, so as to reassure him not to misunderstand her relationship with Joze?

And did she prove that she cares about him?

"Well ... those reporters wrote too exaggerated, I'm afraid you will misunderstand it ..." Song Wenxin answered honestly.

"What did they write?" Listening to her careful voice, Jiang Beihan couldn't help asking her.