Yan Shiqi took out the phone from his pocket, saw the caller ID, and his eyes were silent for a while.

She tugged at the corners of her lips and shook her phone at Wen Cheng, "You talk, I'll answer the phone." ”

Before leaving, Yan Shiqi caught the man's deep gaze, and she replied to him with a faint smile with clear eyes, intending to reassure him.

Yan Shiqi bypassed the living room and walked to the activity room on the other side.

The rooms in this villa are cleverly furnished, with a small amount of exercise equipment and rackets in the activity room, as well as an automatic mahjong table.

Yan Shiqi turned around and closed the door, and then he answered the phone unhurriedly, "Hey." ”

"If you don't answer the phone again, I'm going to fly directly to Dijing to find you!" Cheng Yenan's dissatisfied tone immediately came from the earpiece.

Yan Shiqi sat in front of the automatic mahjong table, his fingertips stroked the edge of the table for a while, "Didn't I pick it up! What's wrong, is it that public opinion on the Internet is out of control again?"

She joked to herself, but Cheng Yenan was silent for a few seconds.

After half a salary, he said with a smile: "I have never seen such a big-hearted artist as you! I called you just to tell you that the rumors on the Internet that you are suspected of murdering Qiao Feibai have been self-defeating!"

Yan Shiqi rubbed the edge of the table for a moment, and his eyes were dyed with some interest: "How did it break?"

Cheng Yenan said: "In the social news column, I personally sent a reporter to interview the driver who caused the accident. Including the police also announced the details of the investigation, which is an ordinary drunk driving accident. If you have time, you can check it out later.

By the way, there is one more thing, just now the official Weibo of the Weibo management community released a list of banned accounts, including the group of self-media accounts that incite public opinion to attack you. ”

Yan Shiqi opened his mouth and forgot to answer.

Cheng Yenan muttered two more sentences, the content was nothing more than complaining that she had recently pushed off all her work, and if she didn't show up quickly, she would be forgotten by the times.

After putting away her phone, she sat at the table and was silent for a long time.

In one day, those rumors were slapped in the face, when did the news media become so efficient?

It was only in the morning that the news came out that she was suspected of murdering Qiao Feibai, but it turned out that it was just after the evening, and the interview with the driver who caused the accident was released.

Yan Shiqi kept thinking about it, and at this time, the door behind him was pushed open from the outside.

Mixed with the familiar smell of tobacco, a man's figure appeared at the doorway.

In the dim light of the activity room, Yan Shiqi looked back and crashed into the man's heavy eyes.

At this moment, as if rewinding, she remembered what he said in the car at noon.

-- The news on the Internet is ever-changing, and maybe the next moment it will turn around.

There was a moment of light flashing in Yan Shiqi's misty eyes, and she slowly got up, reflecting the figure of the man approaching in her sight.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Qin Baiyu's lips curled into a shallow smile, and he raised his arm and bent his index finger to tap on her forehead.

Yan Shiqi grabbed his fingers, bit her lower lip with the tip of her teeth, she looked at him intently, and whispered: "Public opinion on the Internet, the peak has turned!"

The words fell, but her heart was surging with continuous warmth.

The man's eyes were deep and he touched her earlobe, "See the news?"

"Not yet!" Yan Shiqi shook his head, holding his mobile phone casually and planning to flip through Weibo, but he muttered to himself, "No wonder you swore to me that the peak and the road turned, it turns out that you are the one who is scheming!"

After speaking, she also glanced at the man in a thoughtful manner.