Cheng Ke Xin didn't know what he was thinking. A sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth, "What Are you wondering if I deliberately framed Cheng Ruo'er again"Her sarcastic tone stabbed Gu Chi deepl..."Ding ding ding..."
Zhao Yino's phone was almost blown up, the ringtone had been going off for almost a day.
"Sister Nuo, what's going on Did you offend someone" Shangguan Nana asked anxiously over the phone.
"Who could I possibly offend" Zhao Yizhen insisted, trying to explain himself.
"That must have been someone trying to harm you! Eno, don't worry, we're here for you. We won't let anyone mistreat you!"
Zhao Yizhuo helplessly hung up the phone, shortly after receiving another call. On the other end of the line, Tian Xiang's tone was strange and eerie as he said, "Zhao Yizhuo, congratulations, you're famous."
Zhao Yizhen, of course, knew he was talking about the newspaper. She didn't want to argue with him, so she said flatly, "Thank you," and was about to hang up.
"Don't hang up yet." Tian Xiang suddenly said in a low voice, his tone somewhat urgent.
What was he trying to say again Zhao Yizhen impatiently held up her phone, not hanging up but also not speaking, actively waiting for what the other person would say next.
"Tell me, was your last trip abroad to get away from me" Tianxiang asked directly, his tone cold but hiding an unexplainable nervousness.
Of course.
"Tianxiang, you're getting a little too full of yourself, aren't you" Zhao Yino said in a deliberately veiled tone.
"You just need to tell me yes or no." Tianxiang's voice was slightly displeased.
"No." Zhao Yizhen answered resolutely.
"Really not"
"No!"
Repeated answers made Tianxiang doubtful, but she hadn't done anything on her last trip abroad!
"Remember what I told you before It's forever..."
Zhao Yizhen could tell that Tianxiang had complicated thoughts about him now, and she would absolutely never do that thing.
"Tianxiang, don't contact me again." She said and hung up the phone directly.
He was truly ruthless! Looking at the phone in his hand, Tian Xiang's eyes flickered with a trace of dimness. He clenched his fists tightly, his demeanor somewhat ferocious.
He will never give up!
On the other end of the phone, Zhao Yino sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the sky outside, a tinge of sadness in her eyes.
Mrs. Lin had already gone to the flower shop. Because of this sudden gossip, Zhao Yizhen did not choose to go to the flower shop for fear that she would be surrounded by reporters again.
"Knock, knock, knock!" The door was knocked on.
"Who is it" Zhao Yino stood up and asked, but there was no movement outside.
"Who" she repeated, walking over and opening the door.
"Come quickly! Zhao Yizhuo is here!"
In a word, it immediately drew in many reporters.
Miss Zhao, hello. May I ask how you came up with...
"Hello, Ms. Zhao, as the former wife of the CEO of Gu Shi, why are you fighting with others for..."
Facing a sea of reporters and cameras, Zhao Yizhen suddenly felt dizzy. What was going on She pressed her temples, looking a little dazed.
"Miss Zhao, please answer my question directly."
"Miss Zhao, speak up!"
A few reporters' aggressive questions and shouts made Zhao Yizhuo feel overwhelmed. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and fainted right there.
"Get out of my way!" Suddenly, a familiar voice reached her ear.
Is it Gu Wang
When she woke up, she was already lying in a hospital ward.
"You're awake." Ling Chen gently asked as he tucked the blanket around her.
"Lingchen, how did you get here" Zhao Yinan looked at the person in front of her, feeling a headache mixed with a sense of relief. Perhaps it was because she had finally escaped those reporters.
"You fainted before, what happened yesterday Why is it in the news today" Ling Chen asked with great concern.
"That was just an accident, I didn't expect anyone to make such a big deal out of it."
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