Wen Lan knew that Shen Yi was angry, but he didn't have the slightest desire to explain.

If from now on, Shen Yi can take his heart back from her, it would be a good thing.

She sat on the couch with her phone in her hand until eight o'clock, only to realize that it was time to go to work.

I did a simple wash before going out, picked up the eyebrow pencil and makeup mirror, and put it down again.

Now she is not in the mood to put on makeup at all.

Driving to TT, her colleagues greeted her as usual, but she was empty-hearted.

Her workstation was very close to several other designers, but she couldn't stay after only sitting for a while, so she had to go upstairs to find Zhou Qiao.

Zhou Qiao is an independent office, and the moment he closes the door, Wen Lan's tense nerves relax.

"I searched all over the Internet to find a full video of you for more than ten seconds. I have to say, Xie scumbag is quite powerful!" Zhou Qiao laughed and gossiped.

Wen Lan pulled down his face directly: "Don't say it again, otherwise your friends will be gone!"

"It's still fermenting on the Internet, and it seems that Xie Slag hasn't done public relations." Zhou Qiao played with his mobile phone with one hand, "As soon as this matter came out, Shen Yi and Lao Jiang directly withdrew sadly, and Xie Scumbag continued to pinch and sleep with you, it was really killing two birds with one stone."

"I also feel that Xie Yansheng is directing and acting himself, but he told me in person that it is not him." Wen Lan sat in the boss's chair, swaying slowly, "A woman's intuition also tells me that it won't be him this time."

"Who's that?" Zhou Qiao made a silent gesture to Wen Lan, dialed a number, and clicked on the speakerphone.

"Qiaoqiao, why did you remember me?" It is the voice of chestnut.

Wen Lan immediately cheered up.

"Chestnut, who stabbed the Internet about Xie Yansheng and his ex-wife?" Zhou Qiao asked very directly.

"I can't break the rules, I can only tell you this, it must be done by someone who doesn't want to see Xie Yansheng engaged." Kurugi smiled and said, "I didn't do it, but I know that it was a woman who paid for it." Look at the book

Wen Lan and Zhou Qiao gasped at the same time, and immediately guessed a name - Cheng Nijia!

"Thanks." Zhou Qiao put the phone on the table, looking incredulous, "Xie scumbag really didn't lie to you."

"Cheng Nijia and Xie Yansheng have known each other for ten years, and they are going crazy to want to be Mrs. Xie, and when they saw that Xie Yansheng was going to be engaged to An Zhen, they held a grudge, and they found someone to take a secret photo, and put me and Xie Yansheng together-" Wen Lan muttered, "An Zhen canceled the engagement ceremony, and Xie Yansheng's plan fell through, but it hurt me and became the heroine of Che Zhenmen."

"I watched that video several times, but luckily it was in the car, and it only took a clear picture of your face, and your body was not exposed." Zhou Qiao comforted her, "If you want to open something, no matter how you say it, it's your ex-husband."

Wen Lan hid her face and sighed, "My face is disgraced."

"It's all out, don't think about it anymore. In the future, when dealing with Xie Zhazard, I have to bring 180 hearts." Zhou Qiao gave her a hug and shifted the conversation to the two studios.

At the end of the day, Wen Lan was like a snail, staying in Zhou Qiao's office all morning, staying at the workstation for an afternoon, and didn't even dare to go to the exhibition hall.

There was still an hour before she got off work, she said to Zhou Qiao in WeChat in advance, and went to the parking lot with her handbag.

After getting into the car, she turned on her mobile phone and saw that the car shock incident with Xie Yansheng was getting worse and worse on the Internet.

With Xie Yansheng's ability, if he uses a little means, this situation will definitely not occur.

It seems that the sound of Xie Yan is completely rotten.

She was so angry that her heart ached, and she dialed Xie Yansheng's phone again.

The moment the phone was connected, she scolded sharply without waiting for Xie Yansheng to speak: "Can't you suppress the excessive remarks on the Internet?"

"What people say is the truth, why press it?" Xie Yansheng had a non-caring tone, "The biggest loss in this candid shooting is me, my engagement ceremony is ruined, you are single, and there is nothing in the way."

"I'm single, but I'm shameless?" She retorted.

"So angry, are you afraid that there will be no man to chase you in the future?" Xie Yansheng snorted, "Now that I do public relations, I can't save the engagement ceremony with An Zhen, you are."

If you take a picture, you will consider yourself unlucky!"

"Shameless!" She trembled with anger and hung up the phone angrily.

As soon as she started the car, Zhou Qiao's phone called, saying that she needed to find a reliable person to go to Beijing to select the first batch of men's clothing fabrics, and asked her if it was inconvenient.

She knew that this was Zhou Qiao trying to find a way to get her to leave Jiangcheng temporarily and avoid the current gossip.

"When will it pass?" At this time, she no longer had the face to stay in Jiangcheng.

Zhou Qiao: "The sooner the better."

"I remember that there was a flight to Beijing at half past seven, so it was better to go back to the apartment to pack your luggage and leave in the evening."

Wen Lan said and glanced at his watch, half past five.

"That's it, I'll send you the details of the supplier later." Zhou Qiao had a call over there, and hurriedly ended the call with Wen Lan.

Back at Bluewater Bay, Wen Lan packed a few changes of clothes and daily necessities and drove straight to the airport.

At the security check, Xie Yansheng's phone called.

She quickly swiped away, impatiently "hey".

"What's the mess over there, where is it?" At this time, the sound of Xie Yan was at the door of Wen Lan's rented house.

Wen Lan didn't have the idea of confessing to her, and said perfunctorily: "Chase dramas in the apartment."

"I'm right in front of your apartment, you open it right away." Xie Yan said sharply.

She was speechless.

At this time, the flight broadcast information came, and I was listened to word by word for thanks.

"On the big night, you rode a horse and went to Hong Kong City to see the surname Shen?" Xie Yansheng immediately turned his face.

"You don't care where I go!" She angrily ended the call and blacked out the thank you Yan again.

If it weren't for this sudden candid shooting, Xie Yansheng would have been lying in her blacklist.

After the plane landed, Wen Lan took a ride to the designated chain hotel where TT employees were on a business trip.

When I checked in at the front desk, pulled my suitcase, and waited for the elevator with my room card, I heard Jiang Jingci's voice.

She didn't want to be seen by Jiang Jingci, so she didn't turn around.

"It's a lot of good things, tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, Mr. Qin will be able to see that jade cabbage." Jiang Jingci's voice appeared four or five meters behind her.

Then a middle-aged man's low laughter sounded, "Others can't believe it, can't I still believe you Lao Jiang!"

Wen Lan heard Jiang Jingci's footsteps getting closer and closer to the elevator entrance, and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with the hand holding the room card.

"The elevator is coming, Lao Jiang, you go back first, I'll go up and rest!" The middle-aged man walked to Wen Lan's side as he spoke.

At this time, the elevator door opened, and the middle-aged man made a gesture of invitation to Wen Lan, "Beauty *** first."

Wen Lan was afraid that Jiang Jingci would recognize him, so he lowered his head, covered his lips, and walked into the elevator quickly.

She wanted to wait for the elevator to close before turning around, but Jiang Jingci had already recognized her, and asked with joy in her eyes, "Wen Lan, when did you come to Beijing?"