659: C659 What Right Do You Have to Say That

C659 What Right Do You Have to Say That

"Hey, brother..."

Jiang Lingyun got out of the car as well. He looked at Jiang Lingfeng's figure as he walked away in big strides. He felt depressed and irritated.

In the car, warmth passed through the window and watched the man's back disappear into the corner of the street. Crystal tears silently rolled down his face.

What was this?

Did she think that she was dirty, so she wanted to break up with him?

It turned out that all relationships were temporary.

It turned out that his love for her was only so-so.

Warmth sniffled and wiped away her tears.

Her phone buzzed as news was released.

Warmth didn't have the heart to check, so she just opened the car door and got out of the car.

At this moment, Jiang Lingyun was answering the phone outside.

The phone call was from Wenn Ruoqing.

"Jiang Lingyun, what does the news mean? You slept with your brother's girlfriend while I was away?"

"No, it's not like what the news said. Warmth and I..."

Jiang Lingyun hurriedly explained. Warmth, who had gotten out of the car, paused in her steps. Her mouth was full of bitterness.

Did the news about her and Jiang Lingyun get on the news?

That was true. There were reporters among the people who came in at that time, and Jiang Lingyun was also a famous young entrepreneur in Sea City.

The impact of this matter must be very great.

Who was the one who framed them behind their backs?

"Wenn Ruoqing, can you not guess?"

Jiang Lingyun was still trying hard to explain, but warm heard him say, "What nonsense? What do you mean my brother is looking for his predecessor? I will comfort her? Wenn Ruoqing, can your imagination be a little bigger? The news is all about the media making false accusations. There are people who are afraid that the world will not be thrown into chaos..."

When she heard Jiang Lingyun's words, Warmth was stunned. She understood what he meant.

Jiang Lingfeng was looking for his predecessor?

How did Wenn Ruoqing know?

Was there news too?

Warmth hurriedly took out her phone and looked at the news on her phone.

As expected, not only did she look at the news about herself and Jiang Lingyun, she also looked at the news about Jiang Lingfeng and Ann Xueyan.

On the news, handsome men and beautiful women were in the same university. Under the sun, the woman was holding the man's arm intimately. The man looked at the woman with a loving gaze.

This was a group of photos that a junior from university uploaded onto social media sites. There was no lack of amazement and envy in her words, and she treated the two of them as a pair.

The sensitive media personnel discovered the identities of the two of them and forwarded this group of photos.

For a moment, the identities of the two of them were revealed, and the news team's words were full of guesses as to whether the two of them were boyfriend and girlfriend.1

Looking at the photos, the man and woman in the camera were so compatible that warm only felt that it was very piercing.

So, what right did Jiang Lingfeng have to say her?

Didn't he also have connections with his predecessor?

Did the incident between her and Jiang Lingyun give him a good reason to accept his predecessor?

Boundless pain instantly spread. His warm hands unconsciously covered his chest, and tears fell down his face.

Why was it like this?

When she put down the obsession in her heart and decided to have a good relationship with him, this kind of thing happened.

Was the heavens messing with her?

Was it because they didn't want her to obtain true love?

The phone rang, interrupting the warm thoughts in her mind.

Warmth wiped away her tears. When she saw the name on the screen, she couldn't help but shed tears again.

"Lingling."

"Warmth, where are you? Don't cry, come to my house."

"Okay."

Warmth hung up the phone and ignored Jiang Lingyun's cries behind her. She called a car and went straight to Fu Yuntine and Xia Ling's villa.

At this time, she just wanted to hug her best friend and talk to her.

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