After Mo Wenwan obtained the video materials, she transferred two million to him and ordered him to leave Yan Jing. Before leaving, he was to leak all the incriminating information online!
However, she waited for several hours—it was already two or three in the morning—but still there was no sign of activity!
She was still in France and couldn’t return directly. She wanted to go and find Lu Qing but learned that he had already left!
All her plans had been disrupted! Even if she wanted to have something more happen with Lu Qing, there was no longer any opportunity.
She looked around the room. This was where Lu Qing had stayed. She intentionally didn’t let the service staff tidy up, keeping everything in the same state as when he left. It seemed as though the air was still filled with his presence.
Mo Wenwan lay down on the bed, clutching the pillow tightly. The pain in her heart was beyond words. To yearn yet be unable to have—it was the greatest agony!
Later, she went to a nearby bar and drank herself into a drunken stupor. When she woke up, she realized there was a man beside her!
And she was lying naked next to that man. Her mind went blank—she had actually slept with a stranger!
She sat up, got dressed, her face pale but showing an unusual composure.
She looked at the bed and took a few steps back. From this angle, she could clearly see a man lying there, bare-chested. Strangely enough, he resembled Lu Qing.
Her eyes flickered briefly. She took out her phone and snapped a few photos of the man on the bed. He then slowly sat up, revealing that he looked like someone from Huaxia.
"Hey, sexy kitty, want to go another round?"
Mo Wenwan scoffed coldly: "It was just a one-night stand. Don’t take it too seriously. Just make sure you keep your mouth shut."
Having said that, she turned and left. When she reached the hotel lobby, she suddenly thought of something and said to the receptionist:
"Miss, if anyone asks about who booked the presidential suite 1706 last night, just say it was Miss Qin Miaomiao."
"Alright. However, Miss Mo, our hotel values privacy and generally doesn’t disclose guest information."
Mo Wenwan smiled slightly: "It’s just an alias. If some man tries to pester me, just say that. It’ll help me out. Thanks."
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By the time Lu Xing hurried downstairs, she was already gone. Naturally, he asked the receptionist, and she conveyed the exact words Mo Wenwan had instructed:
"The guest’s name was Qin Miaomiao. As for other details, I’m afraid I can’t disclose them."
Qin Miaomiao? Lu Xing savored the name on his lips. That woman’s taste wasn’t bad—it was a shame she wasn’t a virgin. Still, for a woman of such caliber abroad, it was quite the find.
At that moment, he received a call from his mother.
"Look at the time! Didn’t I tell you—the flight’s at ten? Hurry to the airport so you don’t delay things."
"There are still two hours left. Why are you in such a rush?"
"We’re going back to fight for the inheritance this time. How could I not be anxious? All these years, even though your father lived with us, the Lu Family still belongs to that woman and her son. Do you want to carry the label of illegitimate child for the rest of your life?"
Lu Xing’s eyes darkened, and he replied coldly:
"I understand. I’ll head over now."
He was a greedy man—whatever belonged to him, he was determined to get back in full.
Yan Jing—when he was five years old, he had been driven out of that place. Now, it was finally time for them to return.