Zheng Tianming hugged Xu Mengyu from behind, and because of the height difference, he could only bend down: "I did these things not without ulterior motives."
His warm breath brushed against her ear, and his distinctive voice made Xu Mengyu's ears burn. She turned around, her eyes indifferent: "Speak, the picture..."
Zheng Tianming pressed his lips against Xu Mengyu's chin, their warm lips meeting briefly before he released her: "Isn't that obvious enough?"
Xu Mengyu pushed Zheng Tianming away, turned and walked towards her desk. It's unclear where she learned that from...
"I have to go to the hotel this afternoon. I have to handle this personally." Xu Mengyu picked up her teacup and took a sip of water. The sensation lingered for a long time; she was so annoyed.
Zheng Tianming walked to the window, took out a cigarette and lit it: "No news from Chen Han at all?" He had a bad feeling.
Uncle Xu would never sit idly by, but after so long, the person still hasn't been found.
Xu Mengyu sat in a chair with her legs propped up on the desk, her body in a relaxed state: "If I can't find it, I have to think of other ways to clear my name. What's hateful is that he ran off with so much money."
Zheng Tianming flicked his cigarette ash: "You're quite composed."
“What can I do? As a public figure, I have so many fans who look up to me.” Xu Mengyu put her hands on her stomach after saying that: “I can use any means necessary, but I can’t be as despicable as them.”
"What's wrong with your stomach?" Zheng Tianming stubbed out his cigarette and walked over. She had been rubbing her stomach all day.
Xu Mengyu looked up at Zheng Tianming: "When was I here last month...?" She never remembered that.
Zheng Tianming took out his phone and glanced at it. They hadn't used any protection during the bathroom incident in the apartment complex, but she came. Later at the hotel, they used protection, which meant...
“You’re fine right now, go to the hospital first, then come back and go straight to the hotel to get the video, okay?” Zheng Tianming said, squatting down and placing his hand on her stomach.
Xu Mengyu slapped Zheng Tianming's hand: "If I go to the hospital now, and Shen Mei reveals that I have a child, won't that confirm it?"
Even if she's just going to the hospital to get her heel checked, as long as she appears there, paparazzi will exaggerate the photos and post them online to generate traffic.
"Isn't that just the truth?"
Zheng Tianming had barely finished speaking when Xu Mengyu tapped his forehead with her finger. "It's the truth, can you say it now? You idiot!"
No matter how much Xu Mengyu resisted, Zheng Tianming eventually took her to the hospital. In the middle of summer, she wore a fisherman's hat, his oversized suit jacket, and a sun-protective mask, leaving only her eyes exposed.
People passing by her looked at her with strange eyes.
When the doctor saw her, he pushed up his glasses and said, "Why are you wearing so many clothes? If you get heat rash all over your body, you can go to another department."
Xu Mengyu took off her sun protection mask: "Excuse me."
“...”
"Tell me, what's wrong with you?" The female doctor was shocked, but her professionalism prevailed.
Xu Mengyu gave a brief explanation, then lay down on the bed. When she was being placed on certain items, she winced in pain.
Zheng Tianming was waiting outside. After Xu Mengyu came out, she pinched his waist hard.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Tianming was a little confused by the pinching.
Xu Mengyu slightly raised her chin. It's nothing, I just get annoyed by him. What's wrong with pinching him?
Zheng Tianming knew nothing about these things. After getting into the car, he hugged the person in his arms and said, "What's wrong? Don't make me worry."
"What does your anxiety have to do with me?" Xu Mengyu closed her eyes uncomfortably. Her body had not recovered since giving birth and she needed to undergo corresponding treatment.
Zheng Tianming held Xu Mengyu's hand: "You're pregnant?"
"Even if I had a child, I wouldn't have another one." Xu Mengyu retorted to Zheng Tianming. He really dared to think that way. She only had Xu Lu, and that was enough for her.
Zheng Tianming nuzzled Xu Mengyu but didn't ask any further questions. He figured he could just look at the report later.
The car stopped in the hotel parking lot, and Zheng Tianming followed Xu Mengyu inside.
They were greeted by the hotel owner, surnamed Chen, who was in his fifties with gray hair and accompanied by a secretary.
After they entered the lounge, Chen Ying got straight to the point: "What happened before was all a misunderstanding. I'm practically friends with President Xu." As he spoke, he glanced at his secretary.
Zheng Tianming stepped forward and took the USB drive.
Xu Mengyu sat in the chair, a forced smile on her face, her voice cold: "Is everything I asked for here?" She had no intention of being polite with him.
Chen Ying smiled and said, "There were still some, but they've been there for too long and have been cleaned up."
Xu Mengyu realized that he simply didn't want to give it to her unless she offered him a deal that would benefit him.
"I heard from my dad that the hotel will be closed for renovations this winter break..." Xu Mengyu finished speaking and looked at Chen Ying: "With Mr. Chen's abilities, three months should be enough, right?"
How many customers Chen Ying can attract depends on his own abilities.
As for why it's after the winter break, it's because before that, it depends on whether Chen Ying has the ability to keep the hotel running until then.
Chen Ying was in his fifties and not stupid. He looked at Xu Mengyu with a smile and said, "Actually, I didn't want to run this hotel for a long time, but the price was too high and no one was willing to take it over."
There are still a few months until winter break, who knows what changes might occur? Is Xu Sichen a man of his word?
He's a scoundrel; he'll stop at nothing to win.
“This is such a big matter, I need to discuss it with my family. After all, it’s not worth spending hundreds of millions on something that’s not really worth it,” Xu Mengyu said, standing up.
Thinking he can take advantage of her? Dream on. This hotel is worth at most tens of millions, but she has something to gain now, so he will definitely sell it at a high price. Even if her family is rich, it didn't come from thin air.
Standing to the side, Zheng Tianming looked at Chen Ying and asked, "I'd like to ask Mr. Chen, how much are you willing to pay for the transfer?"
Chen Ying didn't want to ask for too much; the hotel was losing money every day it was in his possession. "One hundred million," he said, holding up his finger.
"Deal. I'll have someone come over tomorrow to handle the formalities." Zheng Tianming said, then took out his phone and sent a text message.
Xu Mengyu pinched Zheng Tianming's thigh hard, but she couldn't stop him at all. Did he have too much money or something?
"Can I check the surveillance footage of my own hotel now?" Zheng Tianming said, handing his business card to Chen Ying. "Don't worry, as the heir to the Zheng Group, I won't run away."
Xu Mengyu: "..."
Chen Ying stood up and gestured for him to proceed. He had previously hired security from the Zheng Group, and while he might be mistaken for other security guards, he would never be mistaken for one.
Zheng Tianming led Xu Mengyu toward the monitoring room.
"Are you crazy? One hundred million?" Xu Mengyu said in a low voice.
Zheng Tianming followed behind Xu Mengyu: "I'm not the heir to the Zheng Group, my sister is. What does it have to do with me?"
Xu Mengyu: "..."
What do you mean? He was acting so convincingly just now. Was he fooling Chen Ying?
"If Wanwan knew, she'd slap you across the face." Xu Mengyu almost rolled her eyes.
Zheng Tianming's lips curled up: "Saving a hundred million by bragging, even if my sister finds out, so what?"
Chen Ying immediately instructed his secretary to contact Zheng Lin, as this was no small sum and he needed to verify the details.
Zheng Lin was fishing, with his son-in-law Pei Lan sitting next to him. The two were chatting and drinking tea, and there was a chess set up next to them.
After receiving the call, Zheng Lin understood Chen Ying's meaning: "Little Qian, as long as my son is happy." Anyway, it's not his money. If he has the ability, he can ask Zheng Tianming for it. He won't stop him.
Pei Lan sipped her tea. Zheng Tianming appeared to be very upright, as honest as a steel bar, but in reality, he was full of bad intentions.
Back in school, he'd always have Xu Mengyu following him around, the silly girl thinking she was so smart...
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