Yuan Jiawei's second floor is all rooms. She didn't know which room Zhao Xiaoli lives in, but when she walked up the second floor, she happened to see the door in the aisle next to her left hand slightly open, and a familiar figure inside was imprinted into her eyes.?                                                                                              �

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Zhao Xiaoli turned her back to her, holding a telephone in her hand, and was venting her emotions with someone.

"That Song Yan is so naughty, mom, didn't you say you could use the Xiao family's hatred for Song Yan to create public opinion and force Song Yan to death? Why did it end up in the end? That dead girl from Song Yan was living well. You didn't see how she looked today, she actually took Lei Lei away in front of Weiting."

The person on the other end of the phone said something, Zhao Xiaoli said angrily: "I can't wait for that long. Mom, I hate seeing Song Yan. Every time I see her, I will think of the stains in Shangjia Village. She is a humiliation in my life."

"What does this have to do with the Wen family? The Wen family is her mother's mother. How is that possible? That bitch is going to take Wen Huihui's place."

"I don't care, I don't care what methods you use, in short, it's best not to let her appear in front of me."

Zhao Xiaoli threw the phone onto the bed.

Song Yan suddenly took a few steps back, turned around, and left quickly.

He touched the recorder in his pocket in his hand, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Zhao Xiaoli, you are really not calm.

She came out of the back door of Hara Jiawei and headed straight to the Dream Phantom Tower.

Ye Jue was right, the school’s turmoil was related to Feng Gong and his daughter.

She walked into An Lehe's office and fiddled with several poses in front of the camera.

When An Lehe saw Song Yan coming, she quickly stopped her gesture and said with a smile: "Song Yan, you are finally willing to come to see me."

She raised her hand, touched her explosive head, and walked towards Song Yan with a smile.

Song Yan smiled gently and took out a box of pumpkin pies from her bag. When An Lehe walked over, she handed her the box of pies: "This is for my sister."

"I'm here. Every time I come, I bring delicious food for me. My cooking skills are getting better and better. No wonder I have become the boss of a store and I can't bear to come to my sister's store." An Lehe opened the pumpkin pie given by Song Yan, took a piece and took a bite, and said with a smile on her face.

Song Yan smiled gently, put her hand on An Lehe's shoulder and said, "Sister He, don't joke with me anymore. What a big boss, can you be bigger than you?"

An Lehe suddenly approached Song Yan and asked softly: "Just tell me directly, what's wrong with you here today."

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from my sister." Song Yan took her hand and walked to the sand.

The two sat down.

Song Yan told An Lehe about what happened during this period. After An Lehe heard it, she was very angry.

She held Song Yan's little hand and asked, "Xiao Yanyan, what's the point of using me? Tell me."

"Sister Le He works in this industry and knows many friends. I want you to find a reporter for me and follow Zhao Xiaoli all day long." Song Yan said seriously.

An Lehe nodded immediately: "You are right. I am in this industry and know a lot of friends in this field. Before going to study in Yuzhou, I met a reporter who entered the industry. He is still struggling to find out any big news and has never been able to get promoted. OK, I will help you with this matter, and I won't spend a penny."

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Chapter completed!