He thought about it seriously and said, "That should be the case, but I was not clear about my feelings at that time."
This was not important to her. As long as he had her in his heart and was loyal to her, that was more important than anything else.
"Back to the topic." She placed her hands on his chest, pushing him away a little.
"Um?"
"Why did you go to Fangyuan Hotel with her that night? Did you sleep with her?" She glared at him.
"I sent Mu Siran from the airport to the hotel entrance and then I left. I asked Gao Peng to open the room for her. If you don't believe me, I'll call Gao Peng in to question him."
"Gao Peng is your man, he will definitely speak on your side."
"Did you see the photo on the news of me and her walking into the hotel and going upstairs together?"
When she thought about it carefully, she realized that there really wasn't one.
How could the paparazzi miss such a sensational scene? If it wasn't captured, then it probably didn't exist.
"Then why did you turn off your phone? I couldn't get through to you when I called you!"
"The battery just ran out." He looked guilty.
"Why did you bring her back to the Luo family yesterday at noon?" Her expression was still serious.
"Take her back and explain it clearly to grandpa and grandma."
"real?"
"You can go ask grandma." He took out his cell phone, opened the address book, and found grandma's number.
He was ready to dial out.
She was startled. If the call really went through, she wouldn't be able to ask. She quickly snatched his phone away and stopped him from calling.
"Do you believe me?" he asked.
"oh……"
"Oh what?" He frowned, and it was his turn to ask her. "Why did you hug Fei Chenfeng in the hotel the night you ran away from home?"
"What?" She was stunned. How did he know this?
"Luo Qingqing secretly took a photo of the two of you hugging each other and showed it to everyone in the Luo family."
He took the phone from her, opened the album, found the photo and showed it to her.
Yesterday, after he left the Luo family, he removed the trending search and contacted Luo Qingqing again. He forced Luo Qingqing to send him the photos, and then completely deleted them from her phone.
"I..." Hua Meimei felt a little awkward, "He found me and was worried about me, so he suddenly hugged me. I was also surprised."
She didn't mean to blame Fei Chenfeng, nor did she want Luo Jiuyu to misunderstand.
She bit her lip and said, "Anyway, nothing happened between him and me."
"You went to his old house to spend the night." He lifted her chin and forced her to look at him.
"I stayed there for one night while he went back to the hospital for his shift. He was just worried about me. After all, he and I were old classmates."
"Look, you always speak for him." He was jealous and pinched her chin and kissed her.
The two hugged and kissed for a while before letting go of each other.
"I left the Fei family's old house last night. There is nothing wrong between him and me," she said.
"I believe you. It's just..." He felt from the beginning that she would not betray him.
"Just what?"
"What you said to Musran at the warehouse door was really hurtful." He put on a hurt expression, "There are a hundred million points of pain here."
He pointed to his heart area.
She thought back to the conversation she had with Mu Siran at the warehouse door yesterday. How could he know since he wasn't there?
"What did Musran tell you?"
"I heard you say with my own ears that I couldn't stand being lonely, and that you could find someone else."
"You were eavesdropping there?" She was depressed. "I was saying that to Mu Siran. Who asked her to provoke me, the Queen?"
"Mu Siran provoked you?" He raised his eyebrows, very surprised.
Mu Si Ran clearly told him that he went to find Hua Meimei to explain the airport pick-up matter.
Blossomberry walked over to his desk, plopped down in his office chair and spun around.
This office chair is very comfortable to sit in. She liked it at first sight and couldn't help but come over to try it out.
"Mu Siran said that you and her are truly in love, and told me to get out as soon as possible, saying that I am the mistress because I am not loved." She said calmly.
Her attention was drawn to the boss chair, and she turned around a few more times while sitting.
Luo Jiuyu's expression darkened instantly, a cold look flashing in his eyes, "Did she really say that?"
Hua Meimei stopped spinning her chair, looked at him and nodded seriously, "That's right, I was so angry that my lungs were about to explode, so I spoke back at her without thinking. I, Hua Meimei, don't want to be bullied by others."
Luo Jiuyu walked to her side, put his hands on the armrests of the office chair, and held her in his arms. His voice was low and apologetic, "I didn't handle it well, and you were wronged."
Hua Meimei felt a warm feeling in her heart and she put her arm around his waist. "I was just provoked by her at the time and my emotions got the better of me. But you have to explain it clearly to her and don't let her provoke me again. I don't want to deal with these troubles every day. Take care of your Bai Yueguang yourself."
"Don't worry, I got it."
Then Luo Jiuyu gently kissed her forehead, held her in his arms and sat her on the chair, "Let me show you a video."
She hesitantly called out, "Hey, what are you doing? Aren't you going to work anymore?"
"What video do you think it is?" He smiled and raised his hand to tap her forehead.
Her cheeks flushed, "So...what video?"
He reached out to open the computer on the desk and logged into his email.
Gao Peng had already been asked to retrieve the surveillance footage from that night and sent it to his email, just in case.
Play the video for her.
The screen clearly showed that at the airport that day, Luo Jiuyu kept a proper distance from Mu Siran after picking her up. Until the paparazzi chased after Mu Siran, she took the initiative to hide in Luo Jiuyu's arms, and Luo Jiuyu did not reach out to hug her the whole time.
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