<h4>Chapter 317: Actually, I Don’t Like Being Romantic (7)</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios
Qiao Lian nodded. “That’s right, let’s contact them right now!”
Shi Nianyao looked at Qiao Lian. “Could I have his manager’s telephone number?”
Qiao Lian was taken aback by this request.
She had assumed that Shi Nianyao had his number, given how serious she appeared to be in taking action.
But she didn’t!
Qiao Lian coughed once. “That- I don’t have that kind of information.”
“Best Actor Shen is your husband! How could you not have Mo Xicheng’s number?”
Qiao Lian looked at Shi Nianyao intently for a while and said, “Come clean with it. What you’re really after is an opportunity to get his contact number, isn’t it?”
Since Qiao Lian had see through her ploy and hit the nail right on the head, she was unabashed and smiled sheepishly at once. She took a step forward and ced her hand on Qiao Lian’s arms. “Chief Editor Lian Lian, won’t you give me his number please? My idol must be feeling so sad, I feel that I need to support him.”
Qiao Lian sighed and said, “I really don’t have his number.”
Seeing the look of disappointment on Shi Nianyao’s face, she smiled and said, “I’ll help you ask around.”
Shi Nianyao’s eyes immediately lit up with excitement.
But Qiao Lian fretted the moment she picked up her cell phone, because...
Wasn’t Shen Liangchuan still angry at her?
Would he respond if she sent him a message?
Besides, would it be odd asking for Mo Xicheng’s contact number just like that?
After all, they were celebrities and they were particrly careful about their privacy. She wondered if Mo Xicheng would mind.
She worried about it for a while, but when she looked up and saw the anxious expression on Shi Nianyao’s face, she picked up her cell phone and typed out the message:
[Eh... Could you send me Mo Xicheng’s contact number?]
After she sent out this message, she anxiously crafted the next message, intending to provide an exnation by telling him about Shi Nianyao’s case.
But as she was typing it, the cell phone vibrated with an iing message. There was a phone number in it.
Qiao Lian was stunned.
She looked down at her cell phone speechlessly.
Shen Liangchuan had shared Mo Xicheng’s contact number with her, without even asking the reason.
Did he really... trust her that much?
Then for unknown reasons, Qiao Lian felt a warm sweetness in her heart.
She looked up once more at Shi Nianyao and gave her the number, instructing her, “Keep this information to yourself!”
Shi Nianyao nodded. “Don’t you worry, Chief Editor Lian Lian!”
Qiao Lian trusted Shi Nianyao, as they had grown to understand each other well in the time they had worked together.
Then Qiao Lian moved close to her, asking, “What are you going to tell him?”
Shi Nianyaoughed sheepishly again. “Just a few encouraging words...”
She picked up her cell phone and started to feel a little confused.
Leaving Shi Nianyao to figure herself out, Qiao Lian went onto the Inte to read the articles about Mo Xicheng.
Indeed, there was a poorly-defined image of a couple. The woman was the richdy who Team One had identified the day before, the man... from the profile, he appeared to be Mo Xicheng.
However with a different resolution, when Qiao Lian erged the image, she found that the alleged Mo Xicheng’s face had been blurred.
She picked up her desk phone and called the Managing Editor. “Managing Editor, Team One has published a fake news article with an edited photograph. You’re not worried that our news agency might get a letter from Mo Xicheng’swyer?
As soon as she said that, Su Meimei’s voice sounded over the line, “What’s up? Telling stories to the Managing Editor just because you weren’t able to outdo Team One? You’ve already used these tricks before.”
Qiao Lian glowered. “Su Meimei, even I can tell that the image is faked. Do you think other people won’t know? Are you not afraid of awsuit?”
“Of course I’m not afraid!” She replied boldly, “Mo Xicheng will not have the guts to take us on.”