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On the other side, An Wen couldn't get in touch with Wen Xi, and Wen Xi didn't answer her phone calls. She stomped her feet anxiously, immediately took a taxi, and walked to the place where Wen Xi lived.

Along the way, An Wen had a quick phone call with Zhong Min.

"Sister, I found out that there was a small account on Weibo, claiming that at 10 o'clock this morning, Wen Xi's dark history would be revealed, and a preview of a few photos would be released."

Some key parts are mosaiced.

But judging by his facial features, he did look a lot like Wen Xi.

But it is not ruled out that he is an amateur who is very similar to Wen Xi.

Zhong Min's ability to respond was quick, and he immediately found someone to go to public relations.

This person broke the news and told the time, obviously asking for money.

No matter how much money is spent, no matter whether the person in the photo is Wen Xi or not, it needs to be suppressed as soon as possible. If not, the public opinion on the Internet will be full of opinions. Can be smeared as black.

"I'm rushing to Sister Wen Xi's house right now, and I'll be there in 10 minutes."

In less than 10 minutes, An Wen arrived at Lanyu Garden.

Lanyu Jiayuan's property management is strict. Vehicles that are not registered as the head of the household are prohibited from entering. An Wen got out of the car and came to Wen Xi's house as quickly as possible.

Wen Xi opened the door, "An Wen, why are you here?"

An Wen ran all the way to the elevator. When she got out of the elevator, she was also out of breath. Seeing that An Wen seemed to have something urgent, Wen Xi immediately turned away, "Sorry, my phone is out of battery and turned off."

An Wen took out her mobile phone and found the weibo account of the account that broke the news. The number of comments on the weibo account that she wanted to reveal had already exceeded 3, and this weibo was constantly being spread, with as many as [-] retweets.

You know, such a small Weibo, with 3 retweets, has already expanded the circle.

Looking at the picture above, Wen Xi seemed to have understood something, she said, "Who is this trumpet checked? Did you check the IP?"

"Checking, this number was just released 50 minutes ago."

Wen Xi put the phone on one side, and she brought out the fried dumplings. She didn't seem to care about the picture at all. After two bites, she said, "There's no need to check."

"what?"

Wen Xi bit into the fried dumplings, which were stuffed with corn and pork. They tasted good. She fried a lot, and said to An Wen, "Have you eaten? Let's eat some together. You're tired from driving all the way here."

An Wen sat opposite Wen Xi, Wen Xi knew An Wen's doubts in her heart, and said, "It's not me in the picture, don't worry."

An Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

"This trumpet, if I didn't expect it, it should be... the people from Mu Shuyu's side." Wen Xi was indeed a little hungry, and fell asleep without eating last night, coupled with a low fever, Now that he had a little appetite, he drank another bowl of soup and said, "These pictures are of Mu Shuyu."

An Wen gritted her teeth, "It's so annoying! A week ago, Mrs. Mu came to you and threatened you to clarify for Mu Shuyu. Now that Mu Shuyu's public opinion has eased, she poured dirty water on you. This kind of person It's disgusting!"

After eating, Wen Xi came to the living room.

Her voice was very soft, with almost no waves, but she clenched her fingers tightly, a clean and fair face, with a mocking chuckle on the corner of her lips.

"An Wen, you should be very curious about my relationship with the Mu family."

An Wen was naturally curious, but if Wen Xi didn't ask, she wouldn't ask.

She believed in Wen Xi unconditionally.

No matter what Wen Xi was like before, she only believes in Wen Xi now.