Chapter 1 Breaking Into the Wrong Room (1)
The night was shrouded in darkness, and the sky was full of brilliance, and the stars and the moon shone brightly.
City C, Imperial Palace Hotel.
A white Bugatti sports car broke through the night like a gust of wind, made a beautiful turn in front of the hotel, and stopped outside the gate.
The waiters who had been waiting respectfully on both sides saw this and greeted him humbly, "Young Master Bei, you are here!"
The man in the car just glanced at the group of people lightly, opened the door, and walked out.
This is a heroic and suffocating face. The facial features have a depth that is rarely seen in Asians. Although half of them are hidden in the shadows, the other half that is illuminated by the light is still dazzling.
"Your room has been arranged before!" The waiter in charge of reception reminded in a low voice, and made a gesture of invitation to him.
"Yeah." The man uttered a word indifferently, leaving behind a large group of people who were serving him, walking straight towards the hotel with slender legs.
There was a cold magnetic field on his body, and wherever he passed, it was as if a gust of cold wind blew past, setting off a icy cold.
After entering the elevator, I came to the room that had been prepared on the 15th floor. The buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned at will, and the man walked straight to the bathroom with his slender legs.
At the same moment when the sound of water in the bathroom sounded, there was a sudden sound of card insertion outside the suite door.
The closed door was quietly opened...
At the same moment, on the lawn of the hotel downstairs, a small birthday party was going on.
This birthday party was held for Fang Rong, the young master of the Fang family. As soon as Fang Chixia arrived, tonight's protagonist greeted him.
"Xia Xia, you're here!" Fang Rong strode towards her, and when he was about to approach, he rushed over impatiently.
Fang Chixia had sharp eyes and stepped back two steps, before his body was about to touch him, subtly avoiding his movements.
"Fang Chixia!" Fang Rong fluttered, slightly annoyed, but seeing her face that was more delicate than a flower, all the anger was swallowed back in her stomach.
Tonight is still long, not afraid to get her out of hand!
Fang Rong is the son of Fang Chixia's adoptive father. Ever since he grew up with Fang Chixia, he has never stopped coveting her. He looks at her like he wants to tear her apart.
Fang Chixia was helpless and clever, he usually avoided him, and even rarely returned home, which made Fang Rong's hopes dashed again and again.
Such a delicious piece of meat is in front of him, but he can only see it, but can't eat it, Fang Rong's heart has long been uncomfortable.
However, thinking of tonight's plan, the corners of his lips evoked a quirky look.
He summoned a passing waiter, took out two glasses of wine from the tray, and handed one to Fang Chixia, "Xia Xia, it's my birthday tonight, don't you want me to have a glass?"
Fang Chixia is always on guard against him, but on an occasion like tonight, this glass of wine is really hard to shirk.
"I want to drink this flavor!" Staring at the wine he handed over, she gave herself a clever reason, and she took the opportunity to change a glass of wine.
Fang Rong watched her movements calmly, and the malicious smile on the corner of his lips deepened.
He knew that this girl was not honest!
Fortunately, he has been prevented!
No matter how careful this girl is, she probably won't be able to guess that all the wine in it has actually moved her hands and feet...