Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Han Qiqing was speechless.
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
The two looked at each other.
Fight the Landlord?
Who was he kidding?
How could anyone believe that a man and a woman were in a hotel room just to play Fight the Landlord? And how could they play Fight the Landlord with only two players!
Feng Shengyang eyebrows rose. “You don’t believe it?”
He gave Sun Huiwen a look to let her explain.
Reluctant, Sun Huiwen deliberately said, “Fight the Landlord? That night, we clearly… Aw, Brother Shengyang, it’s too embarrassing to talk about!”
Feng Shengyang stared at her. Sun Huiwen seed to be a little afraid of him and she obediently stopped her coy act.
Mu Xiaoxiao felt that the atmosphere was awkward.
Strange. Now it seed as though they were interrogating him.
She waved her hand and said, “Okay, okay. You were playing Fight the Landlord, whatever you say. It doesn’t matter.”
Even if Feng Shengyang really had that kind of relationship with this woman, it had nothing to do with her, right?
Feng Shengyang didn’t want to let the matter rest like this and he said to Sun Huiwen, “Give the cell phone.”
Sun Huiwen paused for a mont, feeling reluctant.
She could not stand the look he was giving her and she obediently handed the cell phone over to him.
Feng Shengyang searched through the pictures in the phone.
Han Qiqing looked curious and craned her neck over to have a look.
The photos were all selfies. So of them with her in just her undies making various seductive poses. It was awkward as they stared at it.
But Feng Shengyang looked intently as he swiped through the pictures.
Then he stopped and brought the photo before Mu Xiaoxiao.
“See for yourself.”
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, “I don’t want to see. How does it concern whether you did anything with her?”
Feng Shengyang raised his brows and said, “I’m proving my innocence, okay? Take a look!”
He stuck the phone right in her face and she had no choice but to look.
The gorgeous hotel suite in the background looked like the Presidential Suite. There were three people, two n, and one woman. Feng Shengyang and Sun Huiwen
Who was the other man?
Han Qiqing teased them, “Whoa, a threeso! A celebrity sure knows how to play!”
Feng Shengyang shot a look at Han Qiqing.
A threeso? Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the two of them, looking puzzled, wanting to know that ant.
Feng Shengyang didn’t want her to learn about such nonsense. “Don’t listen to her nonsense. This is Huiwen’s brother. He’s my friend. He was the one who was staying at the presidential suite that night. We only went up to play. It was a coincidence that we bumped into each other.”
Mu Xiaoxiao and Han Qiqing looked at each other.
So that was what happened!
It was awkward. They never thought that they were really playing Fight the Landlord.
“Alright, you’re innocent, okay?” Mu Xiaoxiao returned the cell phone to him. It was about ti for this conversation to end. It would be very weird if they were to keep on talking about it.
Han Qiqing joked, “That is why you shouldn’t listen to dia gossip. You can’t simply take in whatever they say. They’re not credible. Take it with a pinch of salt.”
Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at her from the corner of her eyes.
Who was the one reading about all those gossip and always believe them? Look who’s talking.
Just then, a mber of the Student Union ca over, knocked on the door, and politely told Feng Shengyang, “Young Master Feng, the event is going to start soon.”
Feng Shengyang waved to him in an idle, bossy manner. “Give it a few more minutes. Don’t you see I’m talking to my friends?”
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