Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"I'll be waiting for you today. See you then."

Until dusk, when the sky was filled with sunset glow and the sun was setting slowly, Qiao Zhichu did not see a single piece of Song Weiyi's clothes.

Depend on.

How cruel.

She stood in front of the French window and sent a message to Song Weiyi: "I really have something to do. It concerns my studies and reputation."

Like a stone sinking into the sea.

Liang Hui knocked on the door and stood at the door: "Ms. Qiao, we are about to get off work."

"He."

"Mr. Song doesn't see you."

"Alas," she sighed, "I've only heard of girlfriends playing the silent game when they're angry after a fight, but I've never heard of boyfriends being good at this trick."

Liang Hui almost choked on his saliva: "Boyfriend?"

"Yes," Qiao Zhichu nodded, "Song Weiyi is my boyfriend."

She spoke so confidently and righteously that if Liang Hui hadn't been with Mr. Song every day, he would have believed her lies.

"Go tell Song Weiyi," Qiao Zhichu lifted her hair, "He provoked Chen Yuanyuan, who spread dirt on me everywhere. I can only say that he is my boyfriend to prove my innocence."

Liang Hui clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed heavily.

"So, if Song Weiyi is free, just accompany me to school, and the rumors will be broken."

Qiao Zhichu patted Liang Hui on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, Assistant Liang, for passing on the message."

When these words reached Song Weiyi's ears, he had just finished a meeting.

"I know," he said. "Her principal was my former master's tutor."

"So what are you going to do about it?"

Song Weiyi leaned back and said, "She is so shameless."

"Mr. Song," Liang Hui said, "Miss Qiao is using your girlfriend's name to cheat people. This will damage your image and reputation."

"Let her."

"Mr. Song, this..."

Song Weiyi raised his hand to stop her: "Look, is there anything she can't do."

He already knew the whole story clearly.

If he doesn't show up, how is Qiao Zhichu going to resolve this situation?

Boy friend……

She really dared to say it.

night.

Qiao Zhichu had a laptop on her legs and her fingers were tapping on the keyboard nimbly.

She knew that it would not be so easy to deal with Song Weiyi, so now, she first wanted to find out who the anonymous poster was.

It must have been done by Chen Yuanyuan, but there must be evidence.

After some operations, Qiao Zhichu locked the IP address.

Following the clues, she found the address of the computer and immediately got up and rushed over.

Longxiang Internet Cafe.

Chen Yuanyuan still has some brains and doesn't use her own computer.

Qiao Zhichu curled the corners of her mouth and said, "It doesn't matter, it just takes a little more effort."

Now, she just needs to find the monitoring of the corresponding time based on the publishing time of the post, and she's done.

Qiao Zhichu walked in.

At a distant intersection, Sheng Jinyang, who was sitting in a car, turned his head inadvertently and spotted her figure.

He stepped on the accelerator suddenly.

Song Weiyi's sweetheart, why are you here so late?

Internet cafes are a mixed crowd, so let's hope nothing goes wrong.

Qiao Zhichu entered the Internet cafe and went straight to the network administrator's counter.

The network administrator was a boy with blond hair, a cigarette in his mouth, and flowery shorts. He glanced at her and continued to stare at the computer.

After a second or two, the yellow-haired network administrator raised his head again and looked at her a few more times: "Beauty, turn on the computer?"

Qiao Zhichu shook her head.

She clasped her hands together and placed them on the counter, lowering her head slightly. Her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and she looked very pitiful.