Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 137 Take the initiative to confess
Just when she was angry, another serious question came to her mind. Will Jiang Beichen see this news?
Milan had already said just now that this news has already spread across the media. There are pictures and words, and the words are convincing. If Jiang Beichen sees it, will he doubt her?

Song Xiaoya's heart panicked inexplicably, a little worried.

She really doesn't want Jiang Beichen to see this news now, and she doesn't want him to misunderstand that she has some inexplicable relationship with other men.

After struggling for a while, she finally couldn't help but took out her mobile phone and called Jiang Beichen.

At this time, Jiang Beichen was sitting in a messy office, depressed.

The several assistant secretaries outside the door who delivered the documents, after hearing the sound of ping-pong-pong inside, none of them dared to open the door to go in, and they all stood outside looking at each other.

At this moment, the cell phone in the office rang, and Jiang Beichen was holding his breath, wanting to see who was not open-minded enough to scold him again.

Seeing that it was Song Xiaoya calling, his expression eased a little, with a touch of softness in his eyes, and he connected the phone.

In the villa, Song Xiaoya became a little nervous when she heard the call was connected. She said weakly, "Jiang Beichen, I...I have something to tell you."

She felt that whether Jiang Beichen had seen the news or not, she had to confess to him and explain the matter.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Beichen's magnetic voice sounded.

"Today's newspaper... have you read it?" Song Xiaoya asked him cautiously after a pause.

Jiang Beichen glanced at the crumpled newspaper in the trash can and frowned, "No, what's wrong?"

Song Xiaoya whispered, "I have something to confess to you."

"Say."

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't angry, but Song Xiaoya took the initiative to confess to him, and he felt a little relieved.

"Qiao Runzhe sent me home yesterday, and was secretly photographed by the paparazzi. It's already on the news, and it's been posted on the Internet, saying that I'm his girlfriend..." Song Xiaoya hesitated.

"And then?" Jiang Beichen breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know why, but when he heard her cautious and firm voice, he felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, and felt less depressed.

Song Xiaoya plucked up her courage and said loudly to Jiang Beichen on the phone, "You have to trust me, there is nothing between me and him, I swear!"

Listening to Song Xiaoya's explanation, Jiang Beichen couldn't help showing a smile, "Did you call me just to explain this?"

By doing this, she at least proved that she cared about his feelings, and didn't want him to misunderstand that she had anything to do with other men.

"Those reporters are talking nonsense, you must not believe it."

"Really? Then, how did the news write nonsense?"

"It's just random speculation, saying that I am Qiao Runzhe's girlfriend or something, but I really don't have that kind of relationship with him."

She and Qiao Runzhe are just friends now, not as exaggerated as the newspaper said.

Hearing her repeated explanation to him, Jiang Beichen smiled with satisfaction. Of course he believed what she said, and she didn't have the guts to do bad things behind his back.

"Jiang Beichen, will you be angry with me?" Jiang Beichen's silence made Song Xiaoya feel a little uneasy and couldn't help asking.

She cares a lot about what he thinks now.

Selfishly speaking, she actually hoped that Jiang Beichen would show some anger, which would prove that Jiang Beichen cared about her.

Although she also knew that if Jiang Beichen got angry, her consequences would be very serious.

"Why should I be angry?" Jiang Beichen asked in a calm voice, completely ignoring the mess he had thrown on the ground.

The anger is out, and now she explained it to him like this, and now he is not angry anymore.

Hearing this, Song Xiaoya felt a sense of loss in her heart, she responded in a low voice, "Then you can continue with your work." After she finished speaking, she sighed softly.

On the other side, Jiang Beichen was holding the phone in his hand, feeling a little unhappy again. This was the first time Song Xiaoya hung up on his call.

"This stupid woman." Jiang Beichen couldn't help chuckling, put down the phone, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed the internal number in the secretary's room.

When the several secretaries outside the door heard the phone ringing, they were startled and trembling.

They could feel the president's rage just now through the door, and answering the phone now would definitely be a disaster.

But he didn't dare not answer the phone. Finally, a person mustered up the courage to answer the phone and called out, "President."

"Come in and clean up, and bring in a new computer by the way." Jiang Beichen's voice came from the phone.

"Yes, I'll ask someone to deal with it right away." The secretary nodded quickly in agreement.

After hanging up with Jiang Beichen, Song Xiaoya thought about it carefully, and decided to call Qiao Runzhe as well.

Now this incident must have had a great impact on him, so she decided to resign from his position as his personal designer, and it is no longer suitable for her to appear by his side.

As soon as the phone was connected, Qiao Runzhe's concerned voice came from inside, "Are you okay?" He knew that Song Xiaoya must have seen today's news before calling him.

Song Xiaoya replied, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Qiao Runzhe said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm the one who got you involved this time."

Song Xiaoya is not from the entertainment industry, so it is very unfair for her to be followed and exposed by reporters.

"It's okay, anyway, I'm a small person, no one knows me, so this matter has no effect on me." Song Xiaoya said generously.

Now she only hopes that her parents, and brother, don't see this news.

Qiao Runzhe asked her jokingly, "Do you feel too much pressure to be friends with me?"

He is now the focus of those media reporters, and the people around him will inevitably be affected by him.

"It's okay." Song Xiaoya didn't have any obvious feelings about this, and this was the first time she encountered this situation.

Song Xiaoya thought for a while, and then said, "I have something to tell you."

"Wait a minute, let me guess." Qiao Runzhe had already thought of what she was going to say, "You must want to stay away from me."

Song Xiaoya suddenly felt that what she was doing now seemed a little unkind, like adding insult to injury.

"sorry."

"You don't need to apologize to me. This incident itself was caused by me. I should be sorry for you." Qiao Runzhe comforted her, "Besides, cooperation is a voluntary matter. You have the right to choose. I won't Force you."

(End of this chapter)