Who could have known that this ti, sothing like this would happen!
"You know, this ti I’m definitely on Ziyin’s side." Jian Anning thought for a mont before saying, "I also know you and Mo Siyu are close, but Ziyin and I are the sa. There are so many people who seem fine, but make a big mistake due to a mont of carelessness. Although this isn’t the old society anymore, sothing like this still hurts Ziyin a lot! This ti, whatever Ziyin wants to do, I will definitely support her. At most—I won’t persuade her to go after Mo Siyu actively."
This was the most she could do. No matter what Zhao Ziyin chose, she would support her. If she wanted to sue him, Jian Anning would silently help her. But if Zhao Ziyin wanted to let things go, she wouldn’t urge her to press charges.
After all, in matters between n and won, even though it’s such a ss now, who knows what the future holds?
"I understand, I will also advise Mo Siyu to try his best to make ands." Yu Zexiao said, feeling that what Mo Siyu did was indeed going too far. As he was getting ready to get out of the car, Jian Anning looked at him, hesitated for a mont, and then threw him a mask and glasses.
"Wear these."
This situation was already vexing enough, and if Yu Zexiao were caught at the Yancheng Hotel, who knows how the dia reporters would report it!
Yu Zexiao was taken aback, but then accepted the glasses and mask and put them on imdiately. Neither of them spoke further as they got out of the car and took the elevator.
The atmosphere in the elevator was very silent. And the higher it went, the greater the pressure seed to be. Jian Anning couldn’t help but think about when she accompanied Zhao Ziyin to catch soone a few months ago, how Ziyin had collapsed in a corner sobbing. Clearly an innocent person, but because she refused to climb up using implicit societal rules, she had been suppressed for years, forced to make a na for herself as a ’sexy female anchor.’ But because of that identity, her boyfriend at the ti looked down on her, saying she was a girl who had been with countless n in her quest to climb up, pretending to be sothing she wasn’t...
At that ti, Zhao Ziyin broke up with her boyfriend, swore in front of her that she would prove herself, stubbornly refusing to rely on implicit societal rules and climb up on her own strength!
But the outco...
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The serious mood reached its peak by the ti they arrived at the door of room 403. As Jian Anning walked, her face grew increasingly heavy. Here, she didn’t even know how to face things, pausing for ages before raising her hand to knock on the door.
She and Yu Zexiao stood outside, waiting. Soon, there seed to be so movent inside, the door lock turned, and the door opened from inside out.
She stood outside, seeing that the person who opened the door was Mo Siyu. Inside the room, just beyond the entrance, was a hallway, with the curtains tightly closed and only a dim nightlight on. From the doorway, one could vaguely see the chaotic room, the corner of a ssy white bedsheet, and clothes strewn across the floor—no, they couldn’t be called clothes; they were rely scraps of cloth.
Before even entering, there was a faint sll—it was a scent anyone who had been through it could detect! It was the lingering aroma of intimacy between a man and a woman!
No need to say more; whatever was supposed to happen inside, had already happened...
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