One after another, several servants whispered something to certain guests, and these individuals gradually made their way to the second floor.
Qin Qin and Mo Yunchen looked at each other, their lips forming identical smiles, and followed the others to the second floor.
Soon, a good number of guests began heading in the direction of the second floor.
Not far from the banquet hall, Mo Sheng and Mo Tang had rounded up a few male and female servants who had been bought off by Jing Zhimei and took them away. Anyone who dared to plot against Master Mo was in for a miserable end.
Jing Xiang was the first to reach the room. He had been told by a servant that he saw Jing Zhimei entering a room and not coming out for a long time, and heard noises from within, fearing something might be wrong, he hurried over.
Jing Xiang opened the door, and his expression darkened as he roared, "What are you doing?"
After saying that, he turned on the room light, and instantly the entire room was illuminated.
Seeing the scene in the room, Jing Xiang’s face paled with anger.
Seeing this, Jing Xiang thought some brute was taking advantage of his daughter under the guise of the chaos and shouted fiercely.
"Director Jing, how come you’re here?" Mo Qianhui and Jiang Feng stood behind Jing Xiang as he shouted.
His son’s room. Why would Jing Xiang be here?
Seeing the newcomers, Jing Xiang’s face turned pale, "Boss Jiang, Madam Jiang, why are you here? This is my daughter’s room, please leave at once."
Jing Xiang tried to block Mo Qianhui from looking inside, but it was already too late. Mo Qianhui had seen everything that happened in the room and let out a gasp, "This... this..."
How could this be? Underneath a man was Jing Zhimei. Mo Haoxuan hadn’t turned around yet, and Mo Qianhui thought it was her son, her face also looking displeased. However, by the time Mo Haoxuan and Jing Zhimei reacted to Jing Xiang and Mo Qianhui’s gasps and prepared to cover up, it was too late.
"Ah... how could this happen? How could this be? Why is it you? Get off, get off!" Jing Zhimei’s blurry gaze became clear, and she realized it was Mo Haoxuan pressing down on her, both of them naked, face to face.
Jing Zhimei frantically pushed Mo Haoxuan away, while Mo Haoxuan, with a dark expression, held onto Jing Zhimei, covering both of them with a thin blanket.
Tears of resentment flowed from Jing Zhimei’s eyes, "How could it be you? Get off, let go of me, let me go! Mo Haoxuan, I want you to let me go."
"Shut up." With the current situation, how could he let her go? The arrival of Jing Xiang and Mo Qianhui with a crowd made him realize something was off—the servant... damn, he had been set up.
Jing Zhimei must’ve been discovered by Mo Yunchen, so the servant was surely sent by Mo Yunchen, all to frame him and Jing Zhimei. Although his wish had come true, it wasn’t the right time to be uncovered so embarrassingly by everyone. He had clearly locked the room, yet now they managed to open the door so easily—no doubt that during the throes of passion, someone had unlocked it, and these people must have been sent by Mo Yunchen, just to embarrass him and Jing Zhimei.
What a play by Mo Yunchen! He had been careless!
"Oh my God, Miss Jing and Young Master Haoxuan..."
More people arrived one after another, and upon witnessing the scene, they uttered shocked exclamations. An unmarried daughter was covered eyes by her mother.
Jing Xiang closed the door and shouted at Jing Zhimei who was crying inside, "Don’t you close the door yet, get out here."
With so many eyes upon them, he felt he had lost all face.
The door closed, and Jing Zhimei furiously slapped Mo Haoxuan, "I’ll kill you."
Pushing Mo Haoxuan away and seeing her body covered in bruises, she felt sick with disgust. There was no wearing her evening gown now; she could only quickly put on the nightgown prepared in the guest room.
Mo Haoxuan’s lips curled into a sinister smile as he touched his cheek where he had been hit with the pad of his thumb, put on his own clothes that were lying nearby, and looked at Jing Zhimei, who was now dressed in a nightgown and glared back at him with fury, "Want to kill me? Don’t you think something’s off?"
Jing Zhimei turned pale, clenching her fists.
She had been defiled by a man she loathed the most. She was no longer pure! The thought made her want to tear the person before her to shreds. What was most important was that so many had seen her; the face of Jing family’s daughter had been utterly ruined. Remembering the surprised and shocked looks from the crowd just moments ago, she felt the burning shame as if she wanted to crawl into a hole.
She had clearly drugged Mo Yunchen, so how did it end up being Mo Haoxuan?
"Hehe, are you wondering why it’s me when you drugged Mo Yunchen? Darling, haven’t you realized yet? Why I came here, and why so many people just happened to see? You’re so clever, don’t tell me you can’t guess?"