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Han Qichen raised his eyes and frowned, "then go and seal all the media and news agencies for me."

Assistant Jiang inhales deeply. The black pupil is full of complexity. "President, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. If you seal this house, there will always be another one. Moreover, the number of news agencies in r city is countless, which is not just a day or two... "

" do you have a better way? "

As soon as assistant Jiang's words were in the middle, Han Qichen directly interrupted him. This news must not reach Xue he's ears, absolutely not.

Assistant Jiang tightly pursed his lips, and sweat came out from his forehead. "President, this matter is not urgent. The more anxious you are, the easier it is for people hiding in the dark to catch your handle. So now we just need to wait slowly. As time goes by, those people will forget this matter. At that time, we are not too late to clarify.

In the past, even if the sky fell, Han Qichen was always calm. It seems that the word panic has never been used in his dictionary, but today he feels the urgency.

He was worried that Xue he would see the news and that she would think more.

Han Qichen's deep eyes narrowed slightly, sending out an unprecedented chill from his body.

He looked out of the window, eyes full of complexity.

"Mr. Han, I'm really sorry. I'm the one who caused you trouble." Anqian droops her eyelashes and rubs her palms anxiously.

Han Qichen's eyes still looked out of the window, as if he had not heard what an Qian said.

All of a sudden, there was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

"Miss an, I don't blame you for this. You are also kind enough to save the president." After the news came out, he investigated an Qian both inside and outside. At first, he doubted who sent this woman to frame the president, but she really happened to pass by.

If you look at it carefully, an Qian is the most unfortunate person. She saved people by the roadside, but now she is still blocked by a group of reporters.

"By the way, miss an, do you have any other friends here? I think these reporters will continue to stay at your door these days. If you have friends, you can stay at their house for two days to avoid the wind." Assistant Jiang kindly put forward the suggestion.

Although he had made clear his attitude at the door just now, there will still be some people who are not afraid of death.

Anqian lowered her head and bit her lower lip. "I haven't been here long, so I don't know anyone." A grievance suddenly hit my heart, she was transferred here has been very bad luck, now encountered this kind of thing again.

An Qian side think of the heart more and more aggrieved up, tears in the eyes of non-stop rotation, faint flow down.

Her thin shoulders twitched, trying not to cry.

Han Qichen's cold look gradually eased, looked back at an Qian lightly.

Every time that woman is wronged, she doesn't want to be seen her vulnerable side, so she always hides in the invisible place to shed tears secretly, and a soft moment in her heart is aroused.

"Give her a place to live." His deep voice burst out.

Assistant Jiang was stunned for a moment, and nodded in a daze. When had their president been so kind. "Yes, president."

Assistant Jiang sends Han Qichen to the company and plans to find a new residence for an Qian.

"Assistant Jiang, please wait.

As soon as the voice dropped, an Qian jumped out of the car.

"Mr. Han, please wait." An Qian catch up with Han Qichen breathlessly.

Han Qichen put his hands into his pocket habitually, his thin lips pursed pale, and looked at an Qian without saying a word. His deep eyes did not have a trace of emotion.

Anqian opened her mouth and her heart was pounding. In the mind a blank, the heart wants to say has long been thrown behind the mind.

Han Qichen narrowed his eyes, and a touch of impatience flashed through his eyes.

After a long time, an Qian finally got up the courage to say, "Mr. Han, thank you."