Zhao Yangang won the Best Newcomer Award and was in the limelight with many fans.
The entertainment reporter casually edited the text and added pictures, which attracted a lot of people to complain about her injustice.
However, no one dared to provoke Zhou Fan, and only focused their conflicts on Luo Qingqiao.
Luo Qingqiao knew nothing about the bloody storm brewing on the Internet.
She was frightened by Zhao Yan's actions and rarely obeyed Zhou Fan, so he took him home and slept in the guest bedroom.
At night, there are all kinds of nightmares, but I can't break away and wake up.
When she woke up again, she was rushing to work. Without disturbing Zhou Fan, she walked out and took a taxi to the nearest subway station.
She punched in her card at the last minute, put away her commuter pass, and sat down at her desk. However, she found that the atmosphere in the office today was a little weird.
Looking around, she made a witty remark: "Why is everyone so quiet? Is it because the big boss is coming to inspect?"
Everyone was still silent.
Finally, it was the intern who usually had a good relationship with Luo Qingqiao who spoke first: "Sister Luo, you look quite similar to the woman who was trending on searches today."
After a meaningless sentence, she joked: "But I know it's definitely not you. How can ordinary people like us have anything to do with the entertainment industry?"
Entertainment?
Luo Qingqiao immediately thought of Zhao Yan. She didn't look good and didn't respond. She took out her phone and looked through the hot searches.
Zhao Yan almost dominated the list of hot searches. She clicked on one and saw the photo taken by the reporter in the distance.
Although there is only a back view, but...she is wearing the same clothes as yesterday.
After all, Zhou Fan didn't have her clothes.
Luo Qingqiao's heart gradually sank, and she said feebly, "I didn't do it."
"The woman in the photo is really you?!"
Luo Qingqiao said nothing, but her lips were pale and colorless.
The grievances between her and Zhou Fan are difficult to explain in one sentence, and even if they were told, it would not be convincing.
After all, they are colleagues who get along day and night. No one directly stands up to blame her, but the intentional or unintentional exclusion and targeting are enough to make people embarrassed.
This incident spread to ten people, and it spread to hundreds of people.
A few days later, people from other departments came over to watch her, and even asked her face to face: "Did you really push Zhao Yan to the ground and cause her to miscarry?"
The person involved, Zhao Yan, is still hiding in the hospital and has not given any response. As the matter intensifies, Luo Qingqiao's identity information has been revealed.
Luo Qingqiao denied it repeatedly, but to no avail.
The person on the other side looked at her and asked with disgust: "But are you really with Mr. Zhou?"
She didn't know if it counted.
She has never seen Zhou Fan again these days, but she has met Zhao Yan's fans many times. They surrounded her and scolded her, even smashed things at her and cursed her to death.
The current situation is no longer the worst.
She forced a smile: "Zhou Fan and I..."
After a short silence, she mustered up the courage and continued: "We are not together."
"I've slept through it, why don't you admit it?"
A not-so-familiar voice came from afar, and it was clear that it was saying things that made people blush, but it was not shy at all, and it was aboveboard, making Luo Qingqiao look like a bad guy who eats everything and doesn't recognize anyone else.
Luo Qingqiao followed the sound and saw someone walking towards them, accompanied by the leader.
He stopped, stood not far away, and said to her lightly: "Buckwheat, come here."
The person who caused her to end up in such a situation, disappearing for days without end, didn't feel guilty at all, and stood there confidently, not even willing to come over and help her out.
A hint of sourness emerged from the bottom of her heart, but she forced it down.
She glanced at her colleagues who were shocked by Zhou Fan's words just now, lowered her head, and slowly walked towards him.
Holding Luo Qingqiao's shoulders intimately, he chuckled and said to the several company executives accompanying him: "Okay, just let her take me to familiarize myself with the company. You don't need to accompany me."
"But……"
Someone didn't agree with it, and when he was about to refute, he was stopped by another person. The other person looked at Luo Qingqiao's work badge and said warmly: "Ronald takes Mr. Zhou to visit the company well, and I will give you a year-end bonus."
When the two left, Luo Qingqiao, whose hearing was better than the others, heard the attentive executive say: "Didn't you see that Mr. Zhou is not interested in drinking? When did he start working seriously? It's just an excuse. Picking up girls and making him feel comfortable is better than anything else."
The colleagues who had teased her before dispersed in a hurry, and they were the only two people left in the corridor.
Zhou Fan still maintained an intimate posture, letting his scent mingle with hers.
It's a diluted gardenia scent, probably from another woman.
Luo Qingqiao opened his arm, walked a few steps away as if to avoid suspicion, hesitated for a long time, and then asked: "Is Zhao Yan okay?"
"Zhao Yan?" Zhou Fan seemed to think for a while before remembering who this person was, "I don't know."
The grievances she had accumulated recently burst out in an instant after this indifferent answer. She couldn't help but raise her voice and asked him: "That's your woman, your child. You caused her to have a miscarriage. Why do you have it? How could you not?" clear?!"
