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Xu Jiamu put away his mobile phone, and his tone was still irritable: "Although you are making trouble here, I have already called the police, and it is illegal to break into a private house." ”

Those reporters were a little weak by Xu Jiamu's words, and their pace of moving forward slowed down significantly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Jiamu directly grabbed Qiao An's wrist, rushed into the house, and then slammed the door slammed on.

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When he was in the courtyard just now, because there were reporters around him, the situation was chaotic, Xu Jiamu didn't think too much, at this time, there were only two people left in the house, he and Qiao Anhao, and suddenly the events of the night of the charity party appeared in his mind, and that sense of shame instantly flooded his heart, making him a little faceless to see Qiao Anhao.

Qiao An stood at the door in shock and took two deep breaths before her mood stabilized, she glanced at Xu Jiamu who was standing on the side, and said, "Brother Jiamu, thank you." ”

This "Brother Jiamu" made Xu Jiamu feel more and more uncomfortable and guilty in his heart, he didn't dare to look at Qiao An's good eyes, but just lowered his eyelids and nodded.

Qiao Anhao bent down and helped him get a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet: "Come in and sit for a while, the reporters outside haven't left yet." ”

Then Qiao Anhao turned around and walked into the house.

Xu Jiamu's tense body relaxed at this time, and the person leaned against the door, his expression a little stunned.

Qiao Anhao poured two glasses of water from the kitchen, and saw Xu Jiamu standing at the door in a daze: "Brother Jiamu? ”

Xu Jiamu came back to his senses with some hesitation, glanced at Qiao An, and as soon as he made contact with her dark and clear sight, he suddenly turned his head, slowly changed his shoes, and walked into the house.

"Sit down." Joan Hao pointed to the sofa.

Xu Jiamu whispered "thank you" and sat down.

Qiao Anhao put a glass of water in front of Xu Jiamu.

Xu Jiamu said in a somewhat astringent voice: "Thank you." ”

Then he stared straight at the glass.

After being quiet for a long time, Xu Jiamu spoke up: "I saw the news of your marriage from the Internet, is it true?" ”

"Hmm." Joan replied lightly.

Xu Jiamu subconsciously wanted to ask again, "Is my brother okay?" But when he opened his mouth, he felt a clogging in his throat, and finally he held the glass of water and hung his head.

The room fell silent again, and this time it was Qiao Anhao who spoke first: "Brother Jiamu, not many people know about my marriage to you before, how did those news break out?" ”

Xu Jiamu's hand holding the water cup suddenly increased his strength.

"Also, Brother Jiamu, those photos of me and Lu Jin having dinner before the year, only our two families have those photos, how can they be exploded on the Internet?"

Qiao An's tone of talking to him was obviously the same as before, well-behaved and soft, but Xu Jiamu felt that those two words were like two slaps in the face.

That news was told to him by Song Xiangsi half an hour ago.

As soon as he saw the news, he was stunned, and then he knew in his heart who did it.

It just so happened that he stayed in Splendid Garden last night, and because of the news, he was in a dull mood, so he stood on the balcony and smoked, and saw the scene where Qiao Anhao went to open the door and was surrounded by reporters.

Without thinking about it, he extinguished his cigarette, ran down, climbed over the fence between the two villas, and rushed over.