At eight o'clock in the morning, the presidential suite of the Di Zun Hotel.
The sun shone through the curtains on the man and woman who were sleeping on the big bed with their necks crossed, reflecting the room's gurgling.
The girl in a mess turned over and woke up from her dream with her head swollen.
She could not help but widen her eyes at the sight in front of her.
The messy bed, the messy big bed, and the surrounding environment were clear enough to tell her where she was.
Her wrinkled clothes were all over the place... Some of them were hers, but the Hermes's belt and the exquisitely made clothes... were all men's.
For a moment, Xia Yexing couldn't care less about the pain in his head that was on the verge of exploding. He tried his best to recall last night's situation.
Last night...
She only remembered that Wen Zilan handed her a cup of cocktail, and the rest of her memory was blurred. She only remembered that it was very hot... so hot that she couldn't let go of the man...
A man!
Xia Yexing's expression changed drastically as he rolled over and sat up.
Her whole body was sore and painful, as if it had been unwrapped and redecorated.
She had no time to think about why she was here. All she wanted was to get dressed and leave as quickly as she could.
Peng!
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of reporters came out from nowhere. They surrounded her with long guns and short cannons. The lasers flashed and took a photo of her embarrassment.
"Miss Xia, what's your relationship with the Crown Prince of the Emperor's Group?"
The Crown Prince?
In the blink of an eye, Xia Yexing's memories flashed like lightning...
Last night, it was the Gu Group's quarterly dinner. She accompanied Gu Mochen to the party. She met her good friend, Wen Zibing, and chatted and drank with him.
Xia Yexing was well aware of how much he could drink. It was just a cup of cocktail, it wasn't enough to make her so drunk.
What's more, the Crown Prince of the Emperor's Group was also mysterious...
The reporters' questions made Xia Yexing feel more and more headaches, and the fear in his heart grew like drops of water.
"Miss Xia, do you think that this marriage will affect your public image? Do you want to keep him as your mistress or do you want to have a one-night stand with him?"
"Does Young Master Gu know that you have two fiances? You are going to get married, but you did such a thing. Have you ever thought of Young Master Gu's feelings?"
"Please give us an explanation."
Acute questions came one after another.
Some couldn't help but curse her directly, "What a skittish woman! The Xia family education is too bad."
Another person said sarcastically, "Maybe it's just like mother, like daughter. How can you talk about education when you're talking about it?"
"You have such an excellent fiance like Childe Gu, but you still want to steal him? You're really shameless."
"Miss Xia, it's useless to pretend to be dead. Why don't you explain it to me? Isn't it particularly enjoyable to steal a person's body?"
Harsh questions came one after another, stabbing into Xia Yexing's heart like a sharp sword, making it difficult for her to resist.
She could only shake her head desperately. "I didn't. Please leave."
"It's useless to escape. Miss Xia, please explain the ugly things you've done."
In front of her, Xia Yexing's clothes were in a mess, and there were specks of hickeys on his exposed arm. He looked as if he had just finished fooling around.
How could reporters let her go so easily?
"Go away. Don't take pictures."
The reporters surrounded him like flies. Xia Yexing waved his arms, unable to break out of the crowd.
Surrounded by them, the public relations manager of the Di Zun Hotel finally showed up.
"The whole thing is a misunderstanding. The Crown Prince has always been self-disciplined, so please don't make wild guesses."
The reporter was still unwilling to give up. "What do you think of this matter, Your Highness? Is it a romantic event again?"
