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Chapter 797 The President's Beautiful Wife Runs With the Ball (5)

Isn't this what she looks like when she gets off the plane back home?Why is it still on the hot search?
Are the netizens too boring this year?
Qiao Huan browsed the news in surprise.

What news?Said that she and this man are a family?

happiness?

What a joke, she doesn't know him at all!
What a brain.

Fanfan is her own baby, okay?What do you mean you look the same as your father?The media can make up too much, right?

Qiao Huan turned off the screen of the phone, curled his lips in disdain, and put the phone away nonchalantly.

This kind of boring media hype won't last a few days.

And that male star seems to have a lot of fans. If there is such gossip, he will definitely stand up and clarify it himself, so there is no need for an ordinary person like her to worry.

Inspiration popped up in his mind, Qiao Huan hurried to the table, took out the painting tools, and started to create, forgetting about the news about Qin Han.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Huan's stomach growled twice.

Looking at the work that was almost finished, she stretched lazily.

Looking up at the clock, it was already 09:30 in the evening, but she hadn't had dinner yet, so she couldn't complain about her stomach growling.

"Go out and buy a meal." Qiao Huan muttered in a low voice, straightened his clothes, and pushed open the door of the room.

The moment she opened the door, the dazzling lights froze her in place.

It took only a short time to open the door, and then groups of reporters rushed forward and asked one after another: "Miss Qiao, are you really Qin Han's wife? Did you give birth to that child for Qin Han?"

"Ms. Qiao, hello, we want to interview you, is it convenient for you now?"

"Miss Qiao, can you explain why there are rumors that Qin Han will be banned? Did you offend someone?"

One question after another kept Qiao Huan in a daze.

But soon Qiao Huan calmed down, since he couldn't escape anyway, why not take this opportunity to advertise his studio.

"Be quiet, please? You—" Qiao Huan pointed to the reporter sent by Penguin Platform, the most popular platform, "I only accept an interview with you, is that okay?"

The female reporter nodded excitedly and waved to the photographer behind her.

Under the denunciation of other reporters and the obstruction of the security guard, the female reporter followed Qiao Huan into the studio.

"Miss Qiao, I want to ask, are you and Qin Han really a husband and wife? Or a boyfriend and girlfriend? Is the child Qin Han's?" After setting up the camera, the female reporter asked in fluent Mandarin.

Qiao Huan shook his head and said sincerely: "No, it's just a misunderstanding, that photo is an excuse, in fact, I don't know Mr. Qin Han, at the airport that day, I just got off the plane, I didn't even notice the nearby There is Mr. Qin."

The female reporter nodded and continued to ask: "Miss Qiao, what do you do? How long have you known Qin Han?"

The latter question is the key.

"Haha, in fact, I am a fashion designer. I just returned to China recently. This is my fashion design studio. It has just opened. I hope everyone can come and see how the clothes I design are like."

"Miss Qiao, I wonder if we can take a look at your designs?" The female reporter laughed, feeling that Qiao Huan's rank was a bit high.

Want to use this traffic to hype your worth?
6 Ah.

"Of course." Qiao Huan replied, and then picked up some clothes from her side, which were all designed and made by herself.

(End of this chapter)