He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

The hotel's corridors are winding and tortuous.

Each door has a corresponding house number, but they are not arranged in a coherent manner, so it is really difficult to find.

This hotel itself is not 5 star.

The conditions in all aspects are only average.

The reporters obviously knew in advance that they were in Room 906 and looked around for the room number.

However, 906 has not been found yet.

The door to 913 opened.

"Isn't that Qiao Wangshu?"

The sharp-eyed people recognized Qiao Wangshu's identity.

She was wearing a bathrobe that reached her calves, and Mo Beichen's large black suit jacket. Her neck was covered with ambiguous kiss marks, and she was not wearing the diamond ring on her ring finger.

Wen Zhu just saw this group of reporters and didn't know what they were doing.

Qiao Wangshu opened the door, and she handed the two sets of clothes in her hands to Qiao Wangshu.

The reporters received news that the scandal heroine appeared in room 906. They thought the information was wrong and rushed to the door of room 913, fearing that they would miss the first-hand news.

Wen Zhu is Qiao Wangshu's personal bodyguard.

Seeing the group of reporters rushing over with their cameras, she immediately blocked Qiao Wangshu behind her and said, "What are you going to do? The hotel room is a private place, you can't mess around."

Don’t be fooled by Wen Zhu’s usual high ponytails and smiling face. When she really encounters trouble, she is very fierce and has great fighting power!

The news of Qiao Wangshu and Mr. Mo's breakup was widely spread a while ago. At this moment, Qiao Wangshu clearly had just had sex with a man. Mr. Mo did not accompany Qiao Wangshu to the wedding yesterday. The man inside was not Mr. Mo... It seemed that it was really Fang Yuanhong.

The reporter in the live broadcast room did not dare to directly reveal Qiao Wangshu's name at first, fearing that the information was wrong. It was just that the Internet trolls mentioned Qiao Wangshu in the public screen message, deliberately stirring up trouble.

Now the reporters have caught him in the act.

Each one was extremely excited.

Someone held out the microphone and said, "Ms. Qiao, who is the man in your room? Is he Miss Song's newlywed husband, your brother-in-law Fang Yuanhong?"

The netizens in the live broadcast room stared at Qiao Wangshu's face.

Afraid of missing the slightest expression.

Qiao Wangshu looked alert and asked, "Is there anyone in my room? Who is he with? What does it have to do with you?"

The reporter who was criticized didn't feel embarrassed or awkward at all, but became even more excited!

Qiao Wangshu's reaction further proved that there was a man in her room, and it was shameful for him to be seen!

The reporters pushed and shoved.

As if to rush in.

Wen Zhu is not a vegetarian.

He quickly dealt with the reporters crowded in the front row.

There were screams and wails everywhere.

Qiao Wangshu stood still as a mountain and refused to let the reporters enter the room to take pictures.

The more she did this, the more the reporters felt they had uncovered explosive news.

The live broadcast room was completely boiling.

[Fuck, this woman is so brave! She actually dared to cheat on Mr. Mo San. The Qiao family is finished!]

[The Fang family is similar]

[Although the Third Master and her had a quarrel, they had not yet broken up or called off the engagement. At this time, she wanted to snatch the step-sister's husband. Was she trying to prove that she was very attractive? She was in a good market? How cheap!]

[She's so pretty, I didn't expect she's so dirty!]

[It is said that Mr. Mo is in poor health and may not be able to satisfy her]

[......]

There was a lot of noise and commotion for a while.

Mo Beichen finished his shower, dried his hair and came out of the bathroom.

I didn't see Qiao Wangshu, but I heard all kinds of noise coming from outside the door.

His suit jacket wasn't there, so you could guess who had it.

It sounded like there were a lot of people outside, and he didn't want to go out in his bathrobe. In his opinion, bathrobes were very private. Only Shushu could see him wearing a bathrobe, no one else could. He quickly changed into last night's shirt and trousers and walked out.

As soon as the reporter saw someone coming out, he immediately extended the camera over.

The man who entered the camera was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and hotel slippers. He had deep and handsome features, and a reserved and abstinent temperament. He was tall and had long legs, and his skin was cold and white. He looked noble and had a strong aura. He was surrounded by a strong and oppressive low pressure, and raised his hand to hold Qiao Wangshu in his arms. His every move was doting and overbearing, yet he still had the bearing of a top consortium leader.

His deep eyes swept coldly towards the group of reporters, his voice was low and hoarse, very magnetic, as rich and pleasant as a cello: "What do you want to do?"

In one word, it seems to be mixed with the Arctic ice that never melts all year round.

Everyone's hair stood on end when they heard this.

Almost none of the netizens in the live broadcast room knew Mo Beichen.

He is well-known in the capital circle, and is the head of a top consortium who is treated as a distinguished guest by many bigwigs, and is courteous and fawning on by them, but ordinary people know very little about him.

Netizens lamented one after another.

[Song Wenya’s husband is so handsome! ]

[No wonder Qiao Wangshu seduced her brother-in-law]

[When a man is too handsome, it can be a disaster!]

[Who wouldn’t be confused if he’s this handsome?]

[......]

Netizens were so amazed by Mo Beichen's top-notch looks and extraordinary aura that they were completely taken aback. Let's stop eating melons and appreciate the handsome guy for a while.

The reporters were stunned!

Many of them have never seen Mo Beichen, but they all know Fang Yuanhong.

This is not Fang Yuanhong at all!

Wen Zhu opened his mouth to complain at the right time: "Third Master, these people tried to force their way in just now and almost hurt the young lady."

Third Master!

Everyone was shocked!

This person is actually the legendary Third Master Mo, Mo Beichen!

The reporters who were lucky enough to meet him finally came to their senses!

I'm so scared that my heart and liver are trembling!

This big guy is really Mr. Mo Sanye!

Catching a woman for sex is the first step to Mo Sanye's head...

Is there anything more stubborn and exciting than this?

The live broadcast room is boiling again!

[Fuck! Is this the legendary Mr. Mo? He is so powerful and handsome. What window did God close for him?]

[It’s normal for an unmarried couple to check in and stay in a hotel. These reporters are really crazy about getting famous.]

[Smells a hint of conspiracy]

[......]

Mo Beichen's top-notch face, as well as the video and photo of him domineeringly holding Qiao Wangshu in his arms, quickly became the top search results. It attracted a large amount of traffic, the number of people in the live broadcast room soared, and millions of netizens watched the show online!

Mo Beichen has always been low-key, living in seclusion and unwilling to appear in public.

Qiao Wangshu didn't want to expose his face to the camera.

But that's it.

Qiao Wangshu could only look up at Mo Beichen: "They must have disturbed you."

Mo Beichen looked down at her, his expression changed in an instant, gentle and doting, without any of the anger from before: "Are you hurt?"

Qiao Wangshu shook his head.

Mo Beichen once again glanced at the group of reporters, with a powerful pressure spreading out, carrying a chill that would kill everything and leave no grass alive, like a demon god descending upon the earth: "Who gave you the courage to break into a hotel room?"

Such a big mistake.

The reporters looked at each other.

Silent as a cicada!

Mo Beichen's deep eyes darkened even more: "Are you all mute?"

The reporters kept their heads down.

No one dared to talk to him.

Mo Beichen looked at Wen Zhu and said, "Call the police!"

"Okay, Third Master." Wen Zhu immediately took out his cell phone to call the police.