Chapter 1988

In the face of Qiao Qing's rigid words, Han yun'an calmly raised his hand and interrupted him, "it doesn't matter, you don't have to explain to me."

She didn't see displeasure, just very indifferent attitude, let Qiao Qing heart more nervous.

He came forward, knelt down between the sofa and the coffee table, grabbed Han yun'an's finger, kneaded and said: "the news is nothing, that night I just had a drink with my friends in the club, when I went out, I didn't stand firm, that woman helped me, that's all."

Qiao Qing completely ignored Han yun'an's refusal, and in a few words, he explained clearly what happened that night.

He felt that she didn't care at all. He didn't even show her anger.

And the more she did, the more Joe felt he couldn't hold her.

At this time, Han yun'an sighed and looked at Qiao Qing with a nervous look. The next second, Shu Meizhan said with a smile, "you really don't need to explain. Since it's nothing, you can deal with it clearly."

Is that so?

Shouldn't she point at the photo with her mobile phone and question herself loudly?

On the contrary, it's easy to understate and calm.

Qiao Qing pinched Han yun'an's finger tightly, some words were hanging on his lips, almost blurted out.

But reason still conquered vexatious, don't want two people to have a grudge, Qiao Qing or swallow that sentence.

Later, they sat quietly in the apartment, sometimes talking, sometimes busy with their own affairs.

Qiao Qing has no other mind, even after receiving the assistant's call, he is also absent-minded to answer each other's questions.

Now he just wants to know if Han yun'an has him in his heart!

Time flies. More than an hour later, Qiao Qing looks at Han yun'an cooking flower tea on the table, purses his lips, and asks, "do you want to have dinner with Yun ting in the evening?"

Han yun'an just put some dried flower petals in the tea cup and nodded, "well, Yunting said that he had something to discuss with me alone. Maybe he had a problem recently!"

This answer, Qiao Qing a listen to know is an excuse.

His relationship with Han Yunting is neither intimate nor distant. At most, they are nodding friends.

Qiao Qing laughed at himself, "I think he wants to tell you about me!"

Hearing this, Han yun'an glanced at him, pulled the corners of his mouth, noncommittal, "if you can sit upright, even if you want to complain, I'm afraid you can't find a reason!"

Qiao Qing stopped talking!

He didn't intend to destroy their sister's dinner. It happened that the news still needed to be solved.

So, at five o'clock, Qiao Qing said goodbye to Han yun'an and walked downstairs.

He went back to the car and narrowed his eyes. Then he opened wechat and found the message sent to him by Qiao mu. He looked at the address of the newspaper above and raised a sneer on his lips.

……

At six o'clock in the evening, a Bugatti luxury car slowly stopped in front of the door downstairs of the Puhua building where the newspaper is located.

Qiao Qing gets out of the car and leans on the door. He lights a cigarette and looks at the exit of the building. His eyes are filled with cold.

In less than three minutes, a middle-aged man with a big stomach ran out in a hurry.

He looked out the door, saw Qiao Qing's moment, his face immediately filled with flattering smile, "Mr. Qiao, Mr. Qiao, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"

This man is the editor in chief of the newspaper.

He trotted forward and stretched out his hand to Qiao Qing. The eyes behind his eyes were still full of cunning light.

You can see at a glance that this is a smart man!