Looking at the regretful expression on Fang Tong’s face, Lin Qian squeezed her hand.
She thought about the whole string of events and wondered who exactly had dug up Fang Tong’s scandal.
The na Qiao Xiya flashed through her mind, and Lin Qian pursed her lips, a flicker of indignation passing through her eyes.
"Your scandal must have been leaked by Qiao Xiya! Because at the custor appreciation event, she had prepared a video to embarrass you in public. Luckily, I discovered it early and stopped the video from being broadcast."
She had warned Qiao Xiya not to target her friends anymore, but it seed that her warning was taken lightly!
She was not going to let this go so easily!
Hearing Lin Qian’s words, Fang Tong was stunned, then forced a smile, her gaze sweeping across Yin Moran who had remained silent throughout.
"So, it was her? Why is she digging up my past? Is it because I took the Yin Group spokesperson position from her?"
It was more than just that.
Lin Qian pursed her lips, tightened her grip on Fang Tong’s hand, and her gaze swept over Yin Moran again, feeling both angry and guilty.
"I’m sorry, Tong. I’m the reason Qiao Xiya is targeting you. She is a pest to so people, and she’s convinced that if she targets you, others wouldn’t dare to do anything to her."
Yin Moran, who was referred to as ’a pest to so’ by Lin Qian, now had his handso eyebrows slightly knitted. His deep eyes looked at Lin Qian, as dark and profound as ink.
Was it really Qiao Xiya’s doing?
Just because Fang Tong was Lin Qian’s good friend?
No wonder he had felt that Lin Qian was off at the custor appreciation event.
Was it because of Fang Tong?
"You don’t believe ? Do you think I’m slandering her on purpose? Well, she is, after all, the beloved sister of your favorite woman—so pure and innocent. How could she possibly do such a spiteful thing?"
Seeing that Yin Moran remained silent, Lin Qian couldn’t hold back the frustration in her heart and accused him sharply.
Yin Moran was slightly taken aback, and then a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
"Qianqian, have I said anything?"
"You haven’t said anything, but your expressions have betrayed your thoughts."
Lin Qian didn’t mince words in her retort.
Yin Moran chuckled wryly, "What expression? Qianqian, are you deliberately misinterpreting my intentions?"
"Alright, if you don’t want to misinterpret your intentions, then tell , will you interfere when I expose Qiao Xiya’s scandal next?"
Lin Qian seized the opportunity to make her demands, her almond-shaped eyes glaring at Yin Moran.
The smile on Yin Moran’s face faded slightly and his brow knitted once again.
Lin Qian’s lips curled into a scornful smile; she stared at Yin Moran without speaking, but her heart felt a sudden chill.
See, he claid he didn’t want his intentions misinterpreted, but when it ca down to Qiao Xiya, he was still standing on her side!
There was an indescribable taste in her heart.
Anger, jealousy, pain...
A mix of complicated feelings.
Seeing the tension in the atmosphere, Fang Tong hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
"Little Qian, don’t worry about my issues. Is Candy still in the hospital? How are the surgery arrangents going? Thankfully, your bone marrow matches Candy’s. I’m fine now; you and Mr. Yin better hurry back to take care of Candy."
She lived in the entertainnt industry; news about her could explode any day.
If Qiao Xiya didn’t do it, soone else would.
She didn’t want Lin Qian to have a falling-out with Yin Moran because of her.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qian pursed her lips, pushed down the turmoil inside her, and looked at Fang Tong.
"Tong, don’t go out for the next few days. Wait for the news to die down before you go out."
She was not going to let it slide.
Even if Yin Moran intervened, she would teach Qiao Xiya a lesson.
"Okay, I got it."
Fang Tong nodded, squeezed Lin Qian’s hand, and gave her a wink.
The aning was clear—she was telling her not to have a dispute with Yin Moran.
Lin Qian remained silent, but the stubbornness on her face let Fang Tong know that the young girl was feeling indignant.
It made one feel helplessly tender inside.
"Fang Tong, I will arrange for a bodyguard to secretly protect you these next few days until things calm down."
Yin Moran spoke, standing up to straighten his clothes.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Yin."
Fang Tong smiled gratefully at Yin Moran.
Beside her, Lin Qian hmphed softly, "Thank him for what? This is all his fault. If he had any conscience, he should teach the person who leaked the news a lesson."
Wasn’t just sending a bodyguard to protect Fang Tong subconsciously protecting Qiao Xiya?
"Alright, Little Qian, don’t be upset with Mr. Yin. You’re only guessing; it might not have been Qiao Xiya, right? After all, I’m in the entertainnt industry; there are plenty of people who would like to see in trouble."
Seeing Yin Moran’s brows furrow deeper and his expression darken, Fang Tong quickly pinched Lin Qian and tried to smooth things over.
Lin Qian remained silent but was certain in her heart that Qiao Xiya was involved with this incident.
Later, she would have soone leak the damaging information about Qiao Xiya that Wu Nan had given her.
After comforting Fang Tong a bit more, Lin Qian took her leave without giving Yin Moran another glance.
Yin Moran felt sowhat helpless and wanted to hold her back, but at that mont, his phone rang.
Yin Moran took out his phone to look; it was a call from Han Chen.
Thinking about the task he had assigned the previous night, Yin Moran stared at Lin Qian’s retreating figure by the elevator, paused, and answered the call.
"Speak."
"Mr. Yin, I have looked into it. Four years ago, Chu Yelin indeed visited Su City. I have sent the details of his itinerary to your phone."
Chu Yelin really visited Su City four years ago?
Yin Moran’s lips tightened, and his eyes darkened.
He hung up the call and looked at the file Han Chen had sent to his phone, suddenly feeling apprehensive about opening it.
What if Chu Yelin had also been to Qingya Hotel that night...
His gaze fell on the woman waiting for the elevator; Yin Moran gripped his phone tightly, his eyes shadowed and profound.
Lin Qian, standing by the elevator, overheard Yin Moran on the phone and pursed her lips with displeasure,
annoyed by his attitude toward Qiao Xiya.
The phone rang again, and Lin Qian glanced at her caller ID to see it was a call from Xu Xinyi.
Xu Xinyi rarely called her; it was usually the other way around.
Did she need sothing?
Lin Qian blinked, put aside her doubts, and answered the call.
"Doctor Xu?"
"Lin Qian, I’m back in the country. Co back ho for a bit, I have sothing to tell you."
The clear voice of Xu Xinyi ca through the phone, catching Lin Qian off guard. She quickly asked, "Doctor Xu, are you at my house... I an, at your place?"
The place she was living now was Xu Xinyi’s ho.
She ca back without any notice?
"Yes, at ho. And... never mind, we can talk when you get back."
Xu Xinyi didn’t elaborate further and hung up the phone.
Lin Qian blinked, put away her phone,
and, just as the elevator arrived, she stepped in only to see Yin Moran’s dark gaze fixed on her, silent.
Lin Qian’s mood darkened again, and she pressed her lips together, also remaining silent.
Both entered the elevator, with Lin Qian’s head turned toward the wall of the elevator, feeling sullen inside.
Yin Moran had things on his mind and remained silent as the elevator descended. When the silence in the space beca palpable, he realized Lin Qian was still upset with him about Qiao Xiya.
With so helplessness, Yin Moran reached out and drew her waist close, enfolding her into his embrace.
"Still angry? I haven’t stopped you from doing anything. But you need to be sure that the damaging information about Fang Tong was leaked by Qiao Xiya."
A jealous little woman could bring serious consequences.
Right now, he did not want her to misunderstand him.
"So you an I’m wronging her? Right, she is a pure and harmless bitch, the woman you love most... mmph mmph..."
The man’s breath covered hers, silencing Lin Qian’s angry words instantly.
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