Chapter 22: Rumor-mongering

After Ye Qingzhou closed the door of the hotel room, she entered her own system space, and she began to investigate the materials and materials of this plane, as well as the traces of the supernatural.

It's a pity that she didn't find all the signs except for the energy fluctuations that occupied Han Tianfang's body.

Ye Qingzhou, who did not find his senior brother Xiao Ya, was not idle, but first collected the materials and materials he urgently needed one after another.

By the time I was done, it was already early the next morning.

After Ye Qingzhou washed up, he ate the breakfast sent by the hotel and began to catch up on sleep.

It was just before noon when she was woken up by a phone call.

"Hey......" Ye Qingzhou looked at the number marked Xu Xinling on the phone screen, and his brain gradually sobered up.

"Qingzhou, where are you? Why haven't you come back for the past two days? On the other end of the phone, Xu Xinling's voice seemed a little anxious.

Ye Qingzhou immediately and quickly retrieved all the information about Xu Xinling from his mind.

Xu Xinling is the original owner's college classmate and roommate, because the two have similar interests, they usually participate in almost all activities together, so the relationship will be extraordinarily better.

"I didn't go back because I had something to do last night." Ye Qingzhou stretched his waist, feeling the tiredness all over his body, which had been well relieved after a morning of sleep and rest.

"Light boat...... Your ......" Xu Xinling wanted to speak and stopped, but after five or six seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, she still asked what she was curious and worried about.

"Qingzhou, yesterday evening, did you take a luxury car back to school?" As if someone was passing by, Xu Xinling suddenly lowered his voice.

"Well, yes." When Ye Qingzhou heard this question, Lin Jiaxu's face suddenly flashed in his mind, as well as the fact that he secretly filmed himself last evening.

"Qingzhou, I don't know if the person who sent you is your father or some of your relatives or friends." Xu Xinling's voice trembled a little, "However, I don't know who took the photo at the time, and I posted it to our school's forum and post bar, and spread rumors about you...... Rumors spread about you......"

"Do you mean I'm being fostered?" Ye Qingzhou, who has super high speed, has already roughly browsed the articles and pictures that spread rumors about himself when he spoke.

"Qingzhou, you know everything?" Xu Xinling was a little shocked when he heard this, "Then how can you still be so calm now?" ”

In the dormitory, Xu Xinling is most familiar with Ye Qingzhou, she is usually very low-key, whether it is food and clothing or usual daily necessities, it is not the kind of easy-to-use and affordable popular brand, or it is a very high-end, high-end luxury products that ordinary people hardly know, plus, Ye Qingzhou herself is also very approachable, without any eldest lady's temper.

Therefore, in the eyes of most college classmates, they all think that Ye Qingzhou is just a girl who grew up in a well-off family.

Only Xu Xinling, who had gone home with Ye Qingzhou to play because of the previous May Day holiday, saw her family's big villa, and the home with a dazzling array of rooms that was enough to support a small museum's collection, so she knew that Ye Qingzhou was a real daughter of the upper class.

It is precisely because of this that Xu Xinling would not believe that a young lady like Ye Qingzhou would become a person who was taken care of.

"I just saw it when you called me just now." Ye Qingzhou's sleepiness had completely woken up.

"Qingzhou, I'll ask my boyfriend to help us check for a while, who is the person who posted the post, and we'll find him to delete the post when the time comes." Xu Xinling knew that this matter must be resolved as soon as possible.

Otherwise, even if it is a rumor, it will make Ye Qingzhou be pointed at in school in the future.

Compared with Xu Xinling's anxiety, Ye Qingzhou, the real victim, seemed calm and relaxed, "Xinling, don't worry first, I know who is framing me." ”

"I'll go back in a moment." Ye Qingzhou stopped saying goodbye and hung up the phone.