Chapter 31: The Media Blew Up

Qiao Wenhan's hand warmly covered the back of An Xiaoxi's hand, and a subtle emotion churned in her heart. involved in Qiao Wenhan's life, and then involved in the family problems of the entire Qiao family.

She was a little overwhelmed and wanted to back down.

But the opportunity is in front of her, and she is not a completely unambitious woman.

Grit your teeth, this year, after getting things done and fulfilling your promises, it's good to change your face and start your life again.

After she and Qiao Wenhan "divorced", they could go to Europe, America, and Australia, and Mr. Qiao promised to arrange it for her. And you will receive a career support.

The tempting conditions are extremely strong, and An Xiaoxi has no way to refuse.

Eager to get ahead, eager to be ashamed. Garbage ex-boyfriend, scum adoptive parents, and those classmates and neighbors who have been sarcastic, sarcastic, and ridiculed her since childhood, she once secretly vowed that she must raise her eyebrows and stay up until the day she becomes famous.

What are these small sacrifices in front of you?

An Xiaoxi used her own small ambition to convince the resistance that surged into her heart.

What she wants, she must get.

The life she wants to live can be realized in a year, and the long pain is better than the short pain, and it will be over after enduring.

Moreover, for Qiao Wenhan himself, she is not completely disgusted.

……

On the way back, An Xiaoxi didn't want to speak, and Qiao Wenhan didn't say a word.

There was not a hint of relief on the faces of the "newlyweds".

If the contractual lover relationship between An Xiaoxi and Qiao Wenhan was still fun, now it has completely become a bargaining chip for each to take what they need, one reconciles the relationship with his grandfather through the contract, and the other obtains greater development opportunities through the contract.

But one thing is clear, and that's time. A year is long and short. Who knows how far the relationship will go.

An Xiaoxi didn't think about the worst outcome, what if Old Man Qiao's body didn't hold up and passed away during the contract? Will the things that promised her come true?

It can only be said that this is a gorgeous adventure and a good opportunity for this lowly born gambler to leap into the dragon.

……

Returning to Qiao Mansion after half a month, An Xiaoxi felt that a century had passed.

I lay down in the early hours of the morning, but I didn't feel sleepy. I kept my eyes open and stared at the delicate murals on the ceiling, until my eyes were dry, tossing and turning, and I couldn't find a comfortable position.

Late at night, the water droplets from the melting snow made a ticking sound, and listening to the sounds of nature, An Xiaoxi barely fell asleep.

At the end of February, the air begins to fade away from its cold, dry texture and become warm and soft.

But the world has not become gentle because of the changes in nature, but has shown a more cruel side. Every day as an adult is a greater challenge, and there is no change, but progression.

Outside the house came the sound of a strange chatter, as if the maids were gathering together to gossip.

It's already three o'clock in the morning, and An Xiaoxi woke up at past eleven o'clock, and being woken up by the maid is not a wonderful experience. What's more, as her consciousness gradually cleared up, An Xiaoxi heard clearly.

She's the one they're talking about.

"That kind of woman"

"False Innocence"

"Shameless"

"Liars"

The more I listened, the more wrong it became.

An Xiaoxi didn't care about the warm and cold weather, so she only put on a thin coat and went out to see what was going on.

The maids hurriedly dispersed and sat down directly to confirm that there were indeed ghosts.

Look at them hiding and tucking, as if they are holding something in their hands. An Xiaoxi ran up in a few strides and tore something from a maid's hand.

It was a color photograph of a woman naked and snuggled up to a man. That man was none other than her ex-boyfriend Chen Hansheng.

And that woman, if nothing else, was none other than her An Xiaoxi.

The second I saw this picture, my scalp was tingling, as if it was about to explode.

She has never seen the scene in this picture herself, and this photo must have been ghosted.

A maid's walkie-talkie heard the voice of a maid outside the house.

"It's too much, you send a few more people. I can't tear it ......"

An Xiaoxi didn't care about the fluffy slippers she was wearing, so she stepped into the melting snow, walked through the long garden, and walked straight to the gate.

I saw that all the men who could work in the family came out, some built ladders, some teared pictures, and they were busy.

The exterior wall of Qiao's mansion a few hundred meters was plastered with indecent photos of An Xiaoxi and Chen Hansheng overnight. All the pictures are firmly glued with super glue, and you can't get them off at all.

When everyone saw An Xiaoxi come out, they stopped what they were doing.

If it weren't for this woman, would there be these moths? The eyes of those people seemed to complain like this. Although he didn't say it, An Xiaoxi grew up in the eyes of others since he was a child, and he was more sensitive to words and emotions than others.

Turn around and go back to the house.

Find Qiao Wenhan.

only to find out that Qiao Wenhan had gone to the company.

Qiao Wenhan must know about this, and the servants are now out collectively, and they must have received his orders.

How do you explain it to him?

More than one, all kinds of poses, all kinds of unsightly.

It's hard to imagine how the arrogant president of Jinqiao Group felt when he drove his luxury car past these exterior walls.

I haven't told anyone else about the change of the contract, how should the servants up and down the family think of this hostess?

An Xiaoxi's mind is messed up.

The top priority is to find Chen Hansheng and ask for clarification. She didn't know how angry that villain was after Qiao Wenhan set up a bureau to find someone to beat Chen Hansheng last time.

She couldn't think of what Chen Hansheng's reason for doing this, she thought that Chen Hansheng was taking the money and squeezing her even harder.

The only thing she knew for sure was that the woman in these pictures was not her. This is the only thing she needs to explain to Qiao Wenhan.

"The user you dialed cannot be reached temporarily, please dial again later, sorry, thenumber......"

Qiao Wenhan turned off his phone.

At this moment he should be on his way to Singapore, with a bad mood.

An Xiaoxi left Qiao Wenhan a WeChat message, straight to the point with six big characters: It's not me in the photo.

But after a day, she didn't wait for Qiao Wenhan's reply.

Is he really angry?

After all, it's such a shameful thing, the family's mouth can't be sealed, and the paparazzi who are on duty at his door all the year round are just waiting for something to go wrong and make a big deal.

The more she waited, the more anxious An Xiaoxi found out that the connection between her and Qiao Wenhan was just this house and that mobile phone number. She doesn't know anything about his world, and she doesn't know anything about his circle of friends.

The only person she knew was his cousin Su Chenfeng.

But that person is still Qiao Wenhan's old enemy. asked Su Chenfeng, which was undoubtedly worse.

It was dark and the wind was cool. The maid brought dinner, but she didn't move a single chopstick.

Chen Hansheng, when he found that rotten man, he couldn't wait to fry and boil him and break him into thousands of pieces.

didn't look for Chen Hansheng because An Xiaoxi wanted to discuss with Qiao Wenhan first, for fear that he would be reckless and impulsive and do something more inappropriate, which would bring more trouble to the Qiao family and Qiao Wenhan.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the heat smoked Ann Xiaoxi dizzy, anxious, angry and worried, this matter was beyond her ability to handle things.

After graduating, he has always revolved around the pot stove, and he is an ordinary night market boss, and he has never seen such a big battle.

At this time, Weibo pushed a message to her and completely collapsed.

"Qiao Wenhan, the son of Jinqiao Group, caused trouble again, and indecent photos were pasted in front of his house."

It's just half a day, and the Internet can make an already anxious thing even more embarrassing.

This news immediately topped the real-time hot search list.

Qiao Wenhan's past affairs, more than a dozen contract lovers, as well as some models and starlets, have been dug up and made into a long inventory picture.

In less than three hours, 50,000 retweets have passed.

Soon, public opinion immediately turned in a worse direction.

"Indecent photos of Qiao Wenhan's current girlfriend leaked out, and the male protagonist is not Qiao Wenhan"

"Qiao Wenhan, an indecent photo posted in front of the house"

The excessive, strongly ironic article title was posted on Weibo and WeChat through self-media.

Qiao Wenhan is such an arrogant person, he has always been playing tricks on others. He has been wronged, and he has not been wronged, suffered, or ridiculed.

I don't know who is behind it, but this thing can ferment so quickly.

At one o'clock in the morning, the antique clock in the living room rang, An Xiaoxi sat on the sofa, scrolling through Weibo, headlines, and her brain was about to suffocate from lack of oxygen.

It was she who affected Qiao Wenhan and the Qiao family.

Although it is not her, public opinion will not let it go easily. They never look at the truth or falsehood, they just use this momentum to talk to the general public.

In the end, it was the Qiao family who suffered. Thinking of Old Man Qiao's generosity and kindness to her, An Xiaoxi really regretted it so much that she wanted to commit suicide.

Why did God play tricks on her like this, and meet the scoundrel Qiao Wenhan again?

It was late at night, Qiao Wenhan still didn't reply, An Xiaoxi was furious in her heart, could she be thinking of some way to deal with her.

I also saw an article analyzing that Jin Qiao's stock price will also be damaged, and at least two billion will evaporate.

Her little woman's lace is still a false frame, and it has so much power.

Becoming Qiao Wenhan's "wife" requires a lot of courage and a bright mind, and it is obvious that she has not yet been able to change everything, let alone come up with any solutions.

She didn't even have a way to find Chen Hansheng.

None of the servants in Qiao's mansion were hers, so she could only sit, stay up, and be in a hurry.

At 2:37 a.m., a letter from WeChat reminded me.

"Okay."

Qiao Wenhan is in the center of the storm, and it is simply a good word, and the weight is like a thousand gold.

An Xiaoxi's heart calmed down proudly, and she slowly changed her breath.

But the word "good" is not emotional, and I can't see any emotion.

There is no temperature.

Is he angry, does he have a way, does he have a grudge against An Xiaoxi, from this word "good", I can't read it at all.

Everything can only be dealt with when Qiao Wenhan arrives home.

An Xiaoxi thought so.

Suddenly, Qiao Wenhan sent another message.

"Open the door."