Jian Anan rummaged through WeChat with trembling hands and finally found the WeChat account of the most dedicated reporter in history.
She didn't even have the patience to wait and called directly.
"Hey! Didn't you say the people in those photos were Song Wanning? You're trying to scam me out of my money! Give it back to me! You big liar, why don't you just die!"
Jian Anan yelled at the top of her lungs.
More people gathered around her on the street, and some even took out their phones to film her.
"She is Jian Anan? She looks okay, but her insides are...tsk tsk tsk."
"What? So it's her. How can such a shameless woman have the nerve to go out? Hahaha."
…
Jian Anan seemed to be deaf and didn't care what the passers-by said.
The paparazzi on the other end of the phone seemed to be working, and the first thing he did when he received the call was to curse.
"Which idiot is calling me at this hour? Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Right! I'm the fool who believed all those lies you told me. You're blackmailing me! Return the money to me quickly! Otherwise, I'll call the police and have you arrested!"
In Jian Anan's eyes, there is only her money.
Fang Cheng on the other end of the phone looked at the WeChat name and suddenly stopped.
Is it Jian Anan?
There has been a lot of buzz online recently about hot spring photos.
As an entertainment reporter, he knows these things very well.
So Jian Anan finally realized that the person in the photo was not Song Wanning?
Even when he heard Jian Anan say that she wanted to call the police, he was not panicked, because if she called the police, only the two of them would be arrested together.
And Fang Cheng will not admit it.
He won't ask for trouble.
"What? Who are you? When did you transfer the money to me? What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand."
He hung up the phone after he finished speaking.
When Jian Anan sent a message again, it showed that she had been blocked by the other party.
"ah!!!"
Jian Anan was like a madman, kicking her legs and pounding the ground with her hands to vent her anger, completely disregarding her image.
Because she was so angry!
In order to frame Song Wanning, she bought the photos from the paparazzi, but was worried about being caught.
So after she transferred the money to the paparazzi, she applied to cancel the extra bank card, intending to destroy the evidence.
In other words, even if she called the police to find Fang Cheng, she might not be able to find evidence.
After venting her anger, Jian Anan finally realized that she was on the street. She looked at the people around her pointing at her, stood up suddenly, and rushed into a nearby public toilet.
She stood in front of the mirror, looked at her miserable appearance, and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.
Then she took out her cell phone, found Sister Yu's number and called her.
"Hello?"
Sister Yu's voice was very cheerful. "An An, why did you call me suddenly? Is there something wrong?"
"Sister Yu, why didn't you tell me what happened yesterday?"
"What happened yesterday?" Sister Yu was obviously stunned.
"At once……"
Jian Anan's voice fell silent, and she gritted her teeth and said, "It's about my hot spring photos. Why didn't you tell me? And you didn't ask the public relations department to help me handle it? Aren't you my agent?"
Her questioning tone made Sister Yu feel a little unhappy, "An An, how can you blame me for this? The matter has become so serious, I thought you knew about it."
Sister Yu changed her initially enthusiastic tone and became much more distant.
"Then whether I know it or not, you have to handle this matter for me, right?"
Jian Anan asked again.
"Deal with it? Tell the netizens that it wasn't you? But your face was clearly photographed, An'an. It's not my fault. You were just too careless. So, after the meeting, we unanimously decided to ignore it. As long as we don't mention it, everyone will naturally forget about it over time. The internet, after all, has no memory."
Sister Yu spoke for a long time, blocking everything Jian Anan wanted to say.
"I……"
Jian Anan bit her lip tightly and said, "I know."
Her eyes were bloodshot and full of murderous intent, and then she hung up the phone without waiting for Sister Yu to say anything else.
Looking at the phone, Jian Anan stood there for a while, and asked Li Weiwei for Song Wanning's contact information.
Li Weiwei originally didn't want to give it.
Because the matter on the Internet caused a lot of uproar, she also vaguely learned from Wen Jingxing some information about the grudge between Jian Anan and Song Wanning.
But Jian Anan said that there were some things she wanted to say to Song Wanning alone and didn't want to be too blunt in the WeChat group.
Li Weiwei thought about it and gave it as a contact number.
Jian Anan took the number and dialed it directly.
On the other side, Song Wanning was processing documents in the company, and Wen Jingxing was sitting next to her, doing nothing, just staring at her.
Song Wanning was very helpless and had to try hard to ignore Wen Jingxing's burning gaze and concentrate on her work.
This situation has been going on for two days.
She also didn't understand what was wrong with Wen Jingxing.
Ever since she promised Wen Jingxing that day, Wen Jingxing would follow her wherever she went.
Except for going to the bathroom, Song Wanning refused very firmly. As for other things like eating, drinking water, brushing teeth, etc., Wen Jingxing had to help her personally.
Song Wanning was really helpless.
He took advantage of Wen Jingxing's inattention and left Fanjing Garden and came to the company.
She also asked He Yi what exactly Wen Jingxing's situation was.
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