Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Ah Ying can't give the young master a great future, nor can she avenge the young master's parents. Her little cleverness and ability, in front of the real power, seem insignificant and not worth mentioning...

But let Ah Ying let go, Ah Ying is reluctant...

She told herself that the young master is not stupid, of course he also knows Xiao Chongyang's intentions, otherwise the young master would not have obtained the certificate from her so hastily.

But the young master is fledgling after all, he can't confront Xiao Chongyang head-on, he can only compromise, he can only go along with Xiao Chongyang's words.

Regarding these, Mu Ying knows, Mu Ying understands, but...

The young master really went on a trip with Xiao Han.

Did they deliberately act in order to deceive Xiao Chongyang?There is such a possibility.

But acting for a month?

Is it almost enough to play for a week?Half a month is enough.

Unless the more the two get in touch, the more they feel that it is too late to meet each other...

So even if they don't like each other at first, they may fall in love with each other after in-depth contact, and then sleep in the same bed...

The impossible becomes possible.

If this is the case, Mu Ying didn't wait to have a showdown after returning to Haicheng, she told the young master on the spot that Ah Ying has a good temper but is not easy to bully, since the young master is half-hearted, Ah Ying will not serve her anymore!

So she still has to see it with her own eyes, and she will be relieved after taking a look.

If the young master is innocent, she will leave immediately.

The young master asked her why she came, and she could reply that she was in a good mood today, and she would go back after coming to the Golden Hall to watch a performance, and would not disturb his work.

Yes, that's it.

Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended, there are good reasons, go upstairs!

The security service of this hotel is good. It's not that the tenants are not allowed to go upstairs. If they are visitors, they must have the permission of the upstairs guests.

Mu Ying will not let the young master know that she is coming in advance, what she wants is to surprise and attack suddenly.

She booked a room directly with the front desk, took the key card and went upstairs. Her room was on the same floor as the young master.

As the elevator went up, Mu Ying's blood boiled like a strong man going out to battle, only a bowl of strong wine was missing.

When the elevator reached the floor she was going to, as soon as the door opened, her hand wanted to press the button on the first floor, wishing she could run out of the hotel and become a deserter.

But the male waiter in the elevator, wearing a red jacket, politely reminded her: "Ma'am, your floor is here."

Mu Ying seemed to be pushed out of the elevator door.

She walked very slowly, neither a warrior who charged into battle on the battlefield, nor a deserter who fled, but more like a soldier who was forced to go to the battlefield, holding a blunt knife, and walking bravely at the end of the marching team.

Her room number is 09, and the young master's room number is 15. Mu Ying paused for a moment in front of her room door, wanting to get in, but she has already arrived here, and it is impossible to back down.

So he walked forward and finally came to the young master's door.

Is there a bright spring inside the door, or is the young master alone?Mu Ying didn't know.

He raised his hand, wanting to knock on the door.

But as soon as he put his finger on it, the door opened a crack.

open?

Or did the young master order room service?Maybe the waiter just went in.

Mu Ying gently pushed the door, the quality of the door was good, almost no sound was made.

She stood on tiptoe and slipped in silently, like a cat stealing food.

The soft carpet absorbed the sound of her footsteps, and she walked out of the porch smoothly, hid behind a delicately carved vertical quartz clock, and held her breath to observe the room.

The suite is decorated like the dormitories of European royal nobles in the 17th century. The typical Baroque decoration, strong colors, and elegance give Mu Ying the illusion of meeting His Royal Highness.

But she sneaked in quietly, not like meeting the prince, but more like an assassin.