And, I found a marketing account and posted it on the Internet.

When He Yan encountered a credibility crisis, she didn't even know who was behind her.

She instinctively thought of Wen Qiao, after all, she had just designed Wen Qiao to be attacked by public opinion, and it was Wen Qiao who was most likely to deal with her at this time.

Yes, Fang Duo's business was indeed done by He Yan.

Because Fang Duo was useless, she spent so much energy praising that girl, but she couldn't suppress Wen Qiao at all, so it was better to do something to make Wen Qiao fall into a storm of public opinion.

Can...... Wen Qiao shouldn't know about this matter, Wen Qiao shouldn't even know who is holding Xu Lu and Fang Duo behind.

Maybe she's worried.

He Yan was a little anxious, all the honors were withdrawn, netizens attacked her mercilessly, and the guild also fined her, her talented Bai Fumei image was in jeopardy.

When Wen Qiao saw this, he just shrugged his shoulders, playing yin, who wouldn't do it?

It took her a total of three days to do things for He Yan, and she didn't show any dew, she didn't expose herself at all, and in the end, He Yan didn't suspect Wen Qiao.

In He Yan's eyes, Wen Qiao is a beautiful but brainless little girl, such a meticulous design cannot be Wen Qiao.

She felt that she was a competitor in the jewelry design industry, and she was not pleasing to the eye, so she was placed behind her back.

Her losses this time were too heavy, and the image of her painstaking management was ruined in one fell swoop.

Wen Qiao, who had hidden her merits and fame, finally took revenge on the person who killed her, and she had nothing to do, so she suddenly remembered that Fu Nanli had left for a long time.

She quickly counted with her fingers, and after finishing the calculation, her heart was cold, it was eleven days, and there were still two days, and it would be thirteen days.

She hurriedly ran to Fu Nanli's apartment, the terrace was shrouded in the rain and fog at dusk, the room was quiet, Wen Qiao turned around inside, called his name, and did not answer.

She sat on the couch in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the rain washed over the canna, and Wincho called him again, but still no one answered.

In the dim room, the mobile phone was placed on the round glass table, Fu Nanli's hand hung on it, and he almost couldn't hold back to pick up her phone, and finally lowered his hand.

He can't be soft-hearted, he can't be defeated, hearing her voice, seeing her face, he can't help but see her.

It's better to wait for thirteen days, the illness has a seizure, and let Zhou Jin finish her examination.

Wen Qiao hung up the phone and sent him a message [Where are you?] I miss you so much]

Fu Nanli's fingertips trembled, and he put his phone on the table, his eyes were turbulent, and he was so depressed that he didn't know what to do.

Wen Qiao sat cross-legged on the sofa, waiting for his reply, waiting for dawn and waiting until it was dark, and the phone did not move.

Some bad premonitions suddenly flashed in his mind, Wen Qiao's palms were cold, and he went to his bedroom in a panic, opened the cabinet on the bedside table on his right, it was empty, and the case book he saw before was no longer there.

She got up, looked around, there was a small safe next to the wine cabinet, she ran over, saw that the password was six digits, thought for a while, pressed the 001027, her birthday, it was not displayed correctly.

910818, his birthday, is not right.

911027, click, the door of the safe opened, Wen Qiao chuckled in his heart, suddenly he didn't dare to open it, hesitated for a while, and still opened the door.

There was only one medical record report in the safe, Wen Qiao's heart beat like a war drum, and his fingertips trembled as he picked up the medical record report and slowly turned a page.

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