The more Qiao Wan thought about it, the more something was wrong.
With her current level of hosting, she is indeed more approachable than Ye Sheng, but she won't attract so much attention online.
She had a vague feeling that this matter was the same as Song Jing's detention, that someone was adding fuel to the fire.
As the one being touted, she was not happy at all.
Because from now on, the rift between her and Ye Sheng will become bigger and bigger.
Standing on the cusp of the storm, she has to be even more cautious about her words and actions.
I'm a little hungry, and there are only two boxes of expired yogurt in the entire refrigerator.
Qiao Wan didn't have high requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation. She ordered fried rice noodles and pumpkin porridge on her phone and was about to take a hot shower when her phone rang.
It's Ying Huai.
She clicked it, "Brother Ying."
"What's wrong with your throat?" Ying Huai asked curiously.
"Severe cold. I can't go to Nightlife this weekend. Please arrange for another singer to take my place." Qiao Wan said slowly.
"Lisa, your interview program is very popular." Ying Huai smiled before saying anything, "Have you ever thought that if your identity was revealed at night, your appearance price would be at least five times higher than it is now."
"No, Brother Ying, please show your respect. I'm not going to take the internet celebrity route." She made her stance clear.
"Aren't you here just to make money? If you don't seize such a good opportunity, you will suffer huge losses." Ying Huai slowly got to the point, "At the beginning of next month, an acquaintance's yacht is going to go to sea, and it needs a few beautiful women. Let the children chat and sing. I dare not say anything else, but I can guarantee that you will get at least six figures from this trip."
"I won't go." She refused decisively, "Thanks to Brother Ying for being considerate, but don't come to me for this kind of thing in the future."
"I shouldn't say it. I heard that Mr. Jing dumped you. TV station is a vanity fair. If you really don't have a man to support you, your future will not be smooth. There are still more than half a month, you can decide at any time Contact me." Ying Huai took the initiative to hang up the phone.
Although she hurt her throat last time on the second floor at night, with Song Jinnan there, she was not taken advantage of by other men.
Jiangcheng is surrounded by mountains to the north and the sea to the east. Many fun-loving wealthy people like to go out to sea on private yachts.
In name, they are sea fishing, looking at the sea view to relax, but in fact they are doing some shameful things.
When men pay to go on a yacht, a young and beautiful woman is naturally the most beautiful decoration on the yacht.
Outstanding beauties, Internet celebrities and young models with star auras all squeezed their heads to get on the yacht.
Qiao Wan is short of money, but in order to get a front-line anchor position, she has always been concerned about her reputation.
Even when she was singing on the first floor of the night, she always had a completely different style than usual.
She had a hunch that after getting so much attention online, she would definitely be reused on TV stations in the future.
Not to mention the yacht, even at night, she would never go there again.
Otherwise, one day in the future, these black histories will drive her completely into hell.
In a few days, she will definitely talk to Ying Huai clearly.
When the doorbell rang, her cell phone notified her that the takeaway she ordered had arrived.
She had just finished taking a shower, wrapped herself in a white nightgown and went to open the door.
The moment she opened the door, she regretted it.
Because she saw Song Jing's face!
"Qiao, if you dare to join forces with Song Jinnan to send me to the detention center, I will never end it with you!"
Song Jing cursed, and Qiao Wan used all her strength to push against the door.
She wanted to call the police, but her phone was placed on the dining table and was out of reach.
There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and Song Jing knocked open the door within half a minute.
Qiao Wan hurriedly went to get her phone, but Song Jing moved faster and grabbed the end of her hair and pulled hard. She almost cried in pain.
Fortunately, she was still calm. After being thrown to the sofa, she immediately grabbed a pillow and threw it at Song Jing.
Song Jing ducked sideways, and she quickly picked up a glass filled with hot water and threw it into it.
The sound of the glass falling to the ground and Song Jing's wailing of being burned sounded at the same time!
The door was ajar, and as soon as her hand touched the door handle, her body was pulled back by Song Jing and pinned to the floor.
Qiao Wan's hands were held tightly by Song Jing's left hand, while his right hand went to tear off her nightgown!
"Get out now, or I'll keep you in jail—" Qiao Wan didn't dare to show her timidity and bent over with all her strength, trying to delay Song Jing's time to untie her nightgown.
"I have been a dog licker for a month, and now I pay back what I owe you!"
Half of Song Jing's face and exposed arms were burned red by the splash of hot water, and the fierce look in his eyes was very frightening.
"Stab"——
The sound of tearing cloth was accompanied by Qiao Wan's desperate cry at the same time!
Before Song Jing leaned forward to kiss Qiao Wan, she reached out to close the door, but unexpectedly, an arm in police uniform got stuck in the doorway.
Qiao Wan looked up and saw two male police officers standing at the door, crying and shouting "Help——"
The tall policeman pulled Song Jing off Qiao Wan. Qiao Wan immediately gathered her nightgown and got up from the floor.
"Young Master Jing, someone called 110 and reported that you were forcing women to have sex here against their will. Please go to the police station and make a record." Another policeman said, pointing to the law enforcement recorder in his hand.
"She is my legitimate girlfriend. I have met my parents. How can I say she is forced?" Song Jing defended herself with a smile, "You are really wrong."
"Someone called the police, otherwise we wouldn't be here. If there is any mistake, Master Jing will find out if he goes to the police station with us."
The tall policeman became impatient and took out a handcuff from his waist and shook it at Song Jing. "If Mr. Jing does not understand what we are saying, we can only take coercive measures."
Song Jing is an arrogant person. He scolded Qiao Wan on the TV station a few days ago and was taken to the police station to record the incident.
He thought that everything would be fine after he took the notes, but little did he know that he was sued by Director Liu for intentional injury, and there was still no room for mediation.
He became the first person from the Song family to enter the detention center. Mr. Song almost suffered a heart attack from anger.
If his mother hadn't been unable to sit still and went to the detention center to arrest him, he would have had to wait for the first trial.
Seeing this formation again, Song Jing instantly became more honest. She looked at the policeman opposite and said, "I am a good law-abiding citizen. I will take notes with you right away."
"As the victim, this lady will also go with her." The police greeted Qiao Wan.
Qiao returned to the bedroom at night, put on a loose knitted skirt, and went downstairs with them.
When entering the elevator, Song Jing gave her a fierce look.
That look contained endless hatred and cruelty.
Song Jing got into the police car and the police car roared away.
Qiao Wan was about to drive there by herself. As soon as she found her car in the parking lot, she saw Song Jinnan leaning on a black car not far away and smoking.
There were already four or five cigarette butts on the ground.
It looks like he has been standing here for a while.
Song Jing was about to plot something evil when the police came. She didn't believe it was a coincidence.
"Mr. Song." She took the initiative to walk over, her eyes filled with tenderness, "Did you call the police for me?"
