Nie Xiaoran nodded in a daze, "What happened just now, can you find out who it is?" ”

Hearing this, Qiao Wen, who was changing his shoes at the door of the room, paused, "You don't need to worry about it, it's safe here, you can rest well." ”

Watching him change his shoes, she opened her mouth and said, "Where are you going?" ”

Qiao Wen changed his shoes and looked back at him, the corners of his mouth raised a playful arc, "What, reluctant to me?" ”

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoran seemed to be startled, for fear that he would really misunderstand and stay and not leave, so he hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, no......"

Catching a glimpse of her cute expression, Qiao Wen couldn't help but chuckle and walked out of the room and closed the door.

He really wanted to stay, as if he had fallen into a Gu, but the self-control that reason finally overcame was amazing, and he was often teased by Qiao Wenlun and his gang, but in front of Nie Xiaoran, it seemed that he had no self-control at all, and I was afraid that if he stayed in front of her for a minute longer, he would probably be unable to help but do more "excessive" things to her.

As soon as he closed the door and left, Nie Xiaoran hurriedly ran over, and repeatedly made sure that the door was locked, before patting his chest and breathing a sigh of relief.

Found a hair dryer and dried her hair and lay on the bed, Nie Xiaoran looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling in a daze. When she calmed down and remembered what had just happened, she still felt incredulous, and she couldn't help but shudder and pinch her face before she believed that she was still alive.

Thinking about it, Nie Xiaoran felt that her eyelids were a little heavy, she pulled the quilt and covered her body casually, but when she closed her eyes, she felt that she was in the eyes full of hatred! She chuckled in horror.

"Who are you?" She finally asked, and for all this time, such a look was deeply imprinted in her mind, and it made people feel creepy when they thought about it.

"Nie Xiaoran, aren't you scared?" An unfamiliar voice sounded in my ears, I couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, the timbre made people listen to it extremely uncomfortable, slightly low but very harsh.

"How do you know me? Who are you? Did you send for my life? Nie Xiaoran asked nervously, trying to see the face clearly, but it was extremely blurry.

"It is said that you don't do bad things on weekdays, and you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, so what is the kind-hearted Nie Xiaoran afraid of?" A grim smile came out of the man's mouth, "Feel guilty for the rest of your life, hahahaha......"

The laughter with Sen Leng was extremely harsh, making people's scalp tingle when they heard it, Nie Xiaoran's eyebrows frowned, her heart palpitated, and sweat oozed from her forehead, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that your nightmare begins, hahahahaha......"

It was that laughter again, Nie Xiaoran was so scared that she wanted to scream, "Ah......" She opened her eyes suddenly, looking at the crystal chandelier still shining on the ceiling in a daze, she sat up slowly, and looked around the luxurious and low-key presidential suite, empty, and she was alone in the room.

It turned out to be a dream......

She touched the wetness on her face, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat, and the fear in her heart was gradually magnifying, what a terrible dream!

Nie Xiaoran looked up at her watch, but she didn't expect to sleep by herself for a morning, clean up her mood, and sneak home, in the afternoon, she was going to a new company to take office, and she couldn't delay it any longer.

As for the matter of promising Qiao Wenjin......

Forgotten by a nightmare.

At the same time, at the door of a high-end villa.

A large group of black-pressed reporters surrounded Tang Xueyan and his agent, who had just gotten out of the nanny car.

"Tang Xueyan, is the revelation of the Xia couple true? Have you molested or even sexually assaulted their eight-year-old daughter! ”

"Are your so-called charity and rescue of seriously ill children and invitations to your manor all these years just a means to satisfy your inner evil desires?"

"Tang Xueyan, do you really have a pedophilia? Do you have a mental illness? ”

Tang Xueyan was dressed in black, wearing big-big sunglasses on her face, covering most of her face, without saying a word from beginning to end, and was escorted inside by bodyguards and agents.

The agent reached out to stop a reporter who was about to stuff the microphone into Tang Xueyan's face, and said loudly, "Let go!" Excuse me, everybody! Those who are clear are self-purifying! Your questions and other truths will give you a satisfactory answer! ”

At this time, one of the reporters took out an enlarged photo with righteous indignation, and said in a sharp voice, "The one who cleans himself up? And how do you explain these photos? With several children in your private bedroom and lying in your bed with you, can we assume that there is more than one child who has been threatened and abused by you? ”

In fact, the photos taken out by the reporter are not private, and they were released to the media by the company on their own initiative.

A manor under Tang Xueyan's name was transformed into a children's paradise by him, and he often invited some of the children he had rescued and his little fans to play at home.

At that time, the company took a lot of photos of Tang Xueyan interacting with the children, playing games together, playing together, rolling on the grass and laughing together, and the photo of lying on the bed with the child was just one of them.

The photo is indeed Tang Xueyan's bedroom, because the bed in his bedroom is made in the shape of a pirate ship, and the children like it very much, so they often run to grab the bed with him.

Now that it has been taken out by the media so alone, it has become evidence of his indecency - child molestation.

Tang Xueyan took off her sunglasses and stared at the photo, the anger on her face rising little by little.

Seeing this, the media present immediately rushed forward even more frantically, "Tang Xueyan! Do you still want to deny it? The girl has already identified you for undressing, touching and molesting her, and even worse! To do this kind of thing to such a young child, you are simply a beast! ”

Tang Xueyan suddenly walked and quietly looked at the reporter who spoke, "You say it again." ”

When the reporters saw that Tang Xueyan finally reacted, their eyes flashed with excitement, and they were so excited that they set up the cameras.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked reporter said with mockery and disdain on his face, "What? Don't you dare to admit it? What a high-quality idol, what a clear stream in the entertainment industry, is a sanctimonious hypocrite! Disgusting pervert! By the way, I heard that you have a younger sister who fell ill and died when she was six years old, hehe, now I want to come...... Could it be that you actually played to death? ”

The moment the reporter's voice fell, accompanied by a pig-killing wail, Tang Xue smashed a heavy punch on his face......

"Ahh

The scene was full of exclamations, and it was suddenly chaotic.

"Hit someone! Tang Xueyan beat someone! ”

"I actually hit a reporter! Are you annoyed and angry when you are said? ”

"It's too much!"