"Jin Minghao, the youngest owner of Kim's group and the husband of the famous film star Miss Qin Xuexue, gives you a choice because we know who you are and you are rich and powerful. Otherwise, we can send you directly to the police station.

I'm completely thinking about it for you. I believe you don't want to make things big, let alone repeat what happened yesterday? "

"You..." Jin Minghao pointed to the manager and finally forbeared. He stood up, dragged his leg hurt by the chair, went to the bedside, picked up his suit coat on the ground, took out his wallet from his pocket and drew out a bank card. "Here is 200000. Take it first. I'll give you the rest 100000."

"The hotel has rules. You can't leave without paying off your debts." the manager's attitude is very tough.

"Do you really want to fight me?" Jin Minghao's bank card is really only 200000. It was all for them. I wanted to calm things down. But I didn't expect them to be so unkind and unreasonable. For the sake of the man and woman just now, don't hesitate to offend him, the VIP guest who has been spending in Chenqing hotel for a long time.

"When did master Jin pay off and send him away?" the manager was too lazy to deal with people like him. He still gave the employee a word and left suite 69.

A guest must be on the side of his own owner compared with his genuine owner.

"Hey, how can you smash things in the hotel... If you leave like this, won't they investigate? Why don't those people in the hotel stop us..." Qin Yuxiao was taken into the elevator by Mo Beichen.

As soon as the elevator was closed, Mo Beichen pushed her against the wall with his hand on her side. The king's momentum around made Qin Yuxiao instinctively close his mouth.

His deep eyes, looking at her eyes, looked extremely enchanting and beautiful. More like a fox, enough to confuse people's minds.

"Did you see him cheating on other women? Did he want to revenge you? Or did he have an unreasonable desire for you and didn't succeed?" the magnetic voice of Mo Beichen shook in her ear.

"Of course it's the former." I don't know why, she was looked at by Mo Beichen. She was a little empty in her heart, and her face was still a little hot.

Mo Beichen's eyes gently fell on Qin Yuxiao's chest. She hung her eyes and found that the pink shirt button had been broken by Jin Minghao just now.

She quickly stretched out her hand and subconsciously covered her chest.

He smiled, took down the platinum tie clip from his tie, gently took Qin Yuxiao's hand away, then put the tie clip and carefully pinned the shirt on her chest.

Although it was only a small move, it made Qin Yuxiao's restless little heart beat faster.

"Why did wechat only return one expression without substantive words?" he asked directly.

"What?" she pretended to be confused.

She clearly remembers that she deleted his wechat. Why are there his friends in wechat?

Did he add his wechat to her friends while she was drunk last night?

He should have never talked to her about wechat. Since the beginning, his three precious sons have been talking to her.

Since she clearly knew that his sons were playing tricks, why should she answer such a question.

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