The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

Shen Qiao couldn't figure it out, who was the source of those dirty stories on the Internet, and those big Vs were usually polite to her, so why did they suddenly turn back and tear up their own nasty stories.

On the day of the accident, she immediately contacted Reporter Park to investigate the person who hacked her, but this person seemed to come out of nowhere, and she couldn't find any information at all.

The more this happened, the more uneasy Shen Qiao felt. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. It is really...too passive.

Right now, Weibo's comment area is divided into two factions, one faction is against her and the other is whitewashing. The people who cleaned up the ground before are obviously weaker. As soon as Shen Wanqing's clarification is released, all black topics on the Internet are cleaned up in an instant.

Shen Qiao knew that Ye Zhen had made a move. While watching the video on the Internet, the smile on her mouth grew wider and wider.

Even if Shen Wanqing is spared, as long as Ye Zhen's heart is held tightly, no one can touch her!

"Ding dong——!" There was a crisp sound from the doorbell, Shen Qiao's expression moved slightly, she took off her bright red pajamas and cardigan, and only wore a silk suspender dress, her slender fingers brushed her waist-length black hair, and her eyes were dark. With a seductive smile, he walked towards the door.

The door opened, and a man with a handsome and frosty face stood at the door like a god of Shura. The man's strong body was wrapped in a black windbreaker. Standing in front of Shen Qiao with a height of 1.9 meters, he looked even taller.

The man pushed the door open and entered, his deep eyes fell on the woman in front of him, he sank slightly, and he guessed Shen Qiao's mind at a glance.

He is a normal man, but every time he faces Shen Qiao, he can't arouse any lust in him, but Shen Wanqing...

"Ah Zhen, you're here!" Shen Qiao happily closed the door, hugged the man from behind, her soft body pressed tightly against Ye Zhen's back.

Ye Zhen frowned, with a slight resistance in his eyes, he pulled Shen Qiao to his eyes with his backhand, stared at those clear eyes as before, recalling something.

"Ah Zhen? What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Ye Zhen was silent, Shen Qiao called out in a soft voice.

"I'm fine. I've already dealt with the gossip on the Internet. I'm here to tell you not to worry about Shen Wanqing's affairs anymore." Ye Zhen shook her head, thinking of Shen Wanqing's cold and stubborn face, and the unyielding look in her eyes. Shiver didn't know why she said these words to Shen Qiao.

The warning in the man's eyes made Shen Qiao's face pale, and she was a little uneasy. She reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, "A Zhen, you know me, and I never thought of hurting my sister. Don't you believe those rumors? I bullied her and thought I was poisoned?"

Shen Qiao's whole body tensed up when she thought of the black information about herself on the Internet, thinking that Ye Zhen suspected that she was poisoned and framed Shen Wanqing, her expression changed drastically.

Seeing the fragility and panic on the woman's face, Ye Zhen softened her heart and shook her head: "Of course not, I promise Shen Wanqing that as long as she comes forward to clarify the scandal for you, I will not restrict her involvement in anything in the entertainment industry from now on."

"Qiao Qiao, you are kind by nature and easy to be used. Shen Wanqing is too scheming. I don't want you to get in touch with her." Ye Zhen narrowed her eyes, feeling complicated and hesitant.

He suddenly realized that he never seemed to understand Shen Wanqing. In the past, he simply hated everything about her and wished she would die.

But when she threatened him with death to prove his innocence, his heart ached like a needle.

How could she be so cruel...

"Okay, I will definitely stay away from my sister in the future!" Shen Qiao nodded, leaning on Ye Zhen's chest with peace of mind, and smiled contentedly.

Ye Zhen was silent, did not speak, her eyes drooped, her slender and thick eyelashes cast a shadow, she didn't know what to think.