The CEO's ex-wife

8 Why you?Hotel monitoring room!

The general manager of the hotel and the manager of the room department, together with the director of the monitoring center and the director of the security department, gathered outside the monitoring room, waiting nervously...

Just now, Han Wenhao, the president of the Han International Consortium, made a phone call and went straight to the president's office at the headquarters of the Sanya chain hotel, asking to check the surveillance video from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] last night...

Just like that, President Han Wenhao accompanied an ordinary-looking lady into the monitoring room in silence. Only the two employees in the monitoring room were allowed to play the video, and no one else was allowed to enter...

Then, Han Wenhao and Xia Xue sat on the sofa like two Buddhas, with the same cold expression, watching the monitor start to call out the video tape from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] last night , click play...

As soon as Xia Xue saw the countdown on the computer screen... three... two... one...

The screen immediately cuts to the long outline of the presidential suite... At this time, only a few customer service staff in the screen are pushing red wine and whiskey into the presidential suite, and then left...

It took nearly 10 minutes to return to the profile, and it seemed to be a still picture. There were no waiters or customers. The monitor continued to rotate the button to make the video fast forward...

Xia Xue started to get a little impatient, she swallowed, bit her lower lip, and changed her sitting position...

Han Wenhao kept his face down, and waited patiently, because he also wanted to know who dared to plan everything last night and challenge Han Wenhao for the purpose...

Finally, at [-]:[-], two figures appeared in the elevator...

Xia Xue sat up nervously, squinted her eyes suspiciously, and looked closely at the two people in the picture... When she saw a girl wearing a white dress and snow-white fur, struggling to support her A girl in a coma stepped out of the elevator, Xia Xue's head thumped, her eyes were so shocked that they were about to fall out, she opened her mouth to look at Jinrou in the picture, she gasped, Cover your mouth hard to prevent yourself from trembling and crying...

Her mind finally recalled a conversation in the western restaurant last night in a mess... "I won't let her succeed, someone will go for me..."

Xia Xue shook her head in disbelief, her heart was twisted into a ball, blood was pouring out, she was so distressed that she suppressed tears, looked at her good friend in the picture, who was struggling to support herself who was already groggy, and really pushed open the door of the presidential suite ...

Xia Xue bit her lower lip, clenched her fists, stared at her tearful eyes, and watched the door slowly close... She finally closed her eyes in despair, and two tears rolled down...

Han Wenhao looked at Xia Xue's expression coldly, he laughed lightly, and then said slowly... "Seeing you are so shocked, do you know the person in the picture?"

Xia Xue clenched her lower lip, still looking at the closed door in the picture with the last sliver of hope, longing for her best friend to let her go...

However, at last the door opened, and Jin Rou walked out of the presidential suite alone, holding the mobile phone and whispering... "Hey... things are settled, I'll be right over... um... I love you... "

Xia Xue stared at Jin Rou with tears in her eyes and walked into the elevator quickly and fearfully, then she clenched her phone tightly and smiled hopefully, the elevator door was closed tightly...

Xia Xue's tears rolled down. She looked at the scene with sadness and disbelief, covered her face with her hands, and cried feebly... "Why did you do this to me? Why? It's because I'm dying, do you think It doesn't matter if I sacrifice myself? But our good friends for more than ten years, we grew up together, I have always loved you so much, and protected you so much, but how can you bear to treat me like this? How can you bear the heart?"

Han Wenhao looked at her coldly, and perhaps guessed something, he snorted coldly, and said without sympathy... "The poor man must have something to hate! You mistrust your friend, you deserve it!"