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Chapter 670 The Secret That Can't Be Said (18)

Embarrassing questions rushed towards Qu Qingge like cannonballs. Under his well-prepared face, he was already pale, haggard and embarrassed.

Qu Qingge's heart tightened, and he moved his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

Thinking of what Wen Qiyang said when he shook her off and left the room, her hands grabbed the evening gown fiercely.

Just when all the reporters surrounded Qu Qingge, excited and vowed not to give up until they found out some news, a blue figure in the venue angrily broke through the crowd and rushed in.

"Shut up all of them." Yan Jinhan's face was sullen, he took Qu Qingge's hand and led her out of the reporters, then walked to Yan Zimo and Han Haibo's side.

Although Yan Jinhan yelled and everyone stopped discussing, the strange gaze still made Qu Qingge feel a touch of sadness.

Yan Jinhan looked into her eyes, full of worry: "Qing Ge, what's going on with Wen Qiyang and Qu Tiantian?"

Qu Qingge frowned, didn't speak, but lowered his eyes, and saw Han Haibo holding a magazine in his hand.

Han Haibo hid his hands behind his back, as if trying to avoid something.

Qu Qingge stretched out his hand, took the magazine from behind Han Haibo, glanced at it, it was full of news about Wen Qiyang, even the cover was a picture of him entering and leaving the hotel with Qu Tiantian in his arms.

She flipped through it twice randomly, and the more she looked down, the paler her face became. All the photos, the handsome men and the charming and sexy women, each one was hugging and kissing, extraordinarily sweet and affectionate.

On the cover of the magazine, the prominent title occupies most of the paper: President Emgrand has a new love, showing off his love.

Qu Qingge's hand holding the magazine couldn't help shaking twice, but finally he held it tightly without letting it fall.

Wen Qiyang's gossip, except for his own willingness, no media would dare to use him as a gimmick like this.

He did this to embarrass her, and to take revenge on her for pushing him to Qu Tiantian that night.

Qu Qingge knew that Wen Qiyang resented and hated her, but after seeing these reports, she couldn't help but feel gloomy.

Yan Zimo stood aside, watching Qu Qingge's eyes staring at the magazine, which gradually became dim, she asked worriedly: "Qing Ge, are you okay, my sister knows you are uncomfortable, after a while Yang is here, and my sister will help you vent your anger."

Qu Qingge raised her head, tried her best to give them a stiff smile, put the magazine on the table next to her, and uttered a voice: "Sister Zimo, I'm going out to get some air."

As soon as Qu Qingge finished speaking, before he could turn around and leave, the door of the clubhouse was pushed open again.

Wen Qiyang, dressed in suits and leather shoes, arrived elegantly surrounded by a group of reporters and bodyguards. He was tall, so Qu Qingge noticed him at first sight.

His handsome face was cold and indifferent, and his aura was as fierce as the king who pointed out the country. On his arm, he held a petite and lovely woman, as if standing beside him, she became noble and elegant stand up.

That person was none other than Qu Tiantian. When she saw Qu Qingge, she just gave him a provocative look, and then approached Wen Qiyang's embrace like a small bird, wishing she could stick her whole body on it.

From time to time, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Wen Qiyang's face under the flashing lights of all the reporters.

(End of this chapter)