President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Bean Sprout held up the room card and pasted it on the sensor of the door.

With a tick, the door opened.

Bean Sprout tentatively pushed open a gap, and shouted inside, "Daddy, can I... come in?"

Ding Dong!

Bean Sprouts didn't wait for a reply from the room, but instead heard the sound from the elevator, and then countless noisy footsteps approaching him.

Before Bean Sprout could react, dozens of people swarmed into room 1809 with long guns and short cannons, and went straight to the master bedroom of the suite, flashing lights one after another.

Bean sprouts buzzed in his head, and he froze.

What's the situation? Why are there so many paparazzi reporters all of a sudden?

His clever mind only thought for three seconds before he knew the answer.

This must be a good thing Jin Jing did!

Jin Jing wanted to cook raw rice with her daddy tonight, but she was afraid that her daddy would send her money later instead of giving her the position of Mrs. Huo, so she called these paparazzi and reporters.

Once this news is exposed, it will definitely arouse public opinion throughout the whole process. If Daddy does not marry Jin Jing, he will definitely be chased and scolded by a bunch of people.

Jin Jing, you really have a good plan!

But there is nothing to be afraid of now, after all, Jin Jing has already been driven away, even if those paparazzi reporters rush in to take pictures, they can only take pictures of Daddy alone.

In this day and age, it is normal for single men to come out and open a room to sleep. If it is put on the front page of the news, the paparazzi reporters will probably be scolded to death by the readers.

Bean Sprouts thought about it, crossing her arms around her chest, feeling that her plan had been completed perfectly.

But soon, he felt something was wrong.

Daddy was the only one in the room, why didn't these paparazzi reporters come out, and they were still patting hard?

Bean Sprout didn't dare to think about it any more, quickly pushed away everyone, and squeezed into the master bedroom, her small mouth instantly opened into an O shape.

The oversized king bed in the master bedroom was in a mess, Huo Hangzhi's upper body was bare, his face was gloomy and displeased, and he scanned everyone.

And next to him was a "small mountain bag" tightly covered with a quilt.

Anyone who looks at it can recognize that there is a person hiding inside.

No, isn't Jin Jing already gone? Who is that woman sleeping with Daddy!

Bean Sprouts felt that one head was big and two heads were big.

At the same time, Huo Hangzhi was also very upset.

These paparazzi reporters smelled the news headlines, their eyes lit up, and they almost threw themselves on him directly, their voices were full of excitement, and they raised the microphone to ask him questions.

"Master Huo, may I ask if you are here for a date tonight?"

"Master Huo, may I ask whose daughter this is, will you marry her?"

"It is rumored that Lord Huo swore not to have sex with women for his son's sake. Are you making an exception for this woman now? What kind of woman can make Master Huo move your heart so much!"

Everyone was eager to try it, and wanted to lift the quilt to see what the woman underneath looked like.

But touching Huo Hangzhi's cold and terrifying eyes, the hand that was about to move quickly retracted.

I really want to know, but Huo Hangzhi really can't offend him.

"Give you 1 minute, delete all photos and videos, forget what happened tonight, and get out." Huo Hangzhi ordered coldly.

The paparazzi reporters looked at each other, but no one moved.

The law does not blame the public, if they can insist on keeping these photos and videos, Huo Hangzhi can't drive them all to death, can he?

At this time, everyone was surprisingly united and looked at Huo Hangzhi in unison.