C21 Qin Shaowen Followed the Woman into the Hotel

He slowly turned his head to look at Yuan Lanqing. His face was so gloomy that it looked as if he could squeeze water out of his face.

Before he could say anything, the flustered Xin Yixuan had already jumped into Yuan Lanqing's arms.

"Aunty …" Tears streamed down her face as she buried her head in Yuan Lanqing's arms. "I'm sorry, Aunty. I was wrong. I was really wrong."

Yuan Lanqing, who hurriedly ran up from downstairs, was confused. She didn't know what had happened between the two of them.

"Yixuan." Sighing lightly, she slowly wiped away the tears on Xin Yixuan's face with her finger and asked softly, "Tell Auntie, what happened?"

Gently biting the corner of her lips, Xin Yixuan found it difficult to speak.

Pausing for a moment, she slowly lowered her head, her voice sounding somewhat like an urn, "Aunt, I just entered the viscount's room."

Hearing this, the young lord laughed coldly.

A somewhat dark and gloomy gaze swept across Xin Yixuan's tear-stained face. He said in a cold voice, "Not only that! She's still rummaging in my room. "

He actually wanted to know what Xin Yixuan wanted to find in his room.

When Young Noble Qin spoke, Xin Yixuan suddenly felt somewhat panicked.

Sneaking into the room? These words really did sound like a call of war.

If she didn't have the means to explain this matter, her position in Yuan Lanqing's heart would probably be greatly reduced.

The more she thought about it, the more her heart began to race. Her head buzzed as if something had exploded in her mind.

"Auntie, I can explain it to you." She bit down on the corner of her lips, almost burying her head in her chest. "My friend saw the viscount enter the hotel with a woman that day."

"I …" She paused for a moment as her tears fell.

Warm tears fell on the back of Yuan Lanqing's hand, burning it.

"I just entered the viscount's room to see if there was anything related to that woman." She sniffed and her tears fell harder.

At the same time, she kept muttering, "Aunt, I was wrong …" "Sorry …"

The viscount went into the hotel with a woman?

Yuan Lan Qing looked at him with a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

After all, he was her own son. Yuan Lanqing believed that Qin Shaowie wasn't the kind of person who would act recklessly.

However, when she thought about how he had been engaged to Xin Yixuan for several years without getting married, she couldn't help but brood over it.

Could it be that there was someone outside of Young Noble Qin?

Otherwise, why did he keep his mouth shut every time he mentioned marriage?

The three of them held onto their own thoughts. For a moment, the speed at which the air was flowing seemed to have slowed down.

Xin Yixuan felt as if a heavy stone had pressed down on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.

He couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere.

She hesitated for a moment before running out, covering her face with her hands …

"Yixuan …" Yuan Lanqing called out a few times from behind, but Xin Yixuan never looked back.

Seeing the Qin Shaotan leaning on the door like nothing had happened, Yuan Lanqing immediately felt tired. She could see that the viscount didn't even take Yixuan to heart.

Otherwise, if Yi Xuan was already crying like this, how come he didn't react at all?

"Young Viscount, was what she said just now true?" With a plan in her heart, Yuan Lanqing's voice sounded a bit heavy.

"What?" Young Noble Qin didn't understand.

Looking at his careless appearance, Yuan Lanqing's anger immediately rose up.

"Yixuan said that you entered the hotel with a woman." Yuan Lan Qing raised her voice slightly. Clearly, she was angered as she asked, "Is it true or not?"

"That's nonsense." Young Noble Qin snorted lightly, his eyes revealing a trace of ridicule, "Mom, do you only believe what Xin Yixuan said?"

"Why not?" Yuan Lan gave him a clean look, "If you, Yuan Lan, were to enter your study, you might have other thoughts. What's in your room? "

With a soft chirp, Yuan Lanqing brought up the topic again, "Young Viscount, Yixuan said that you entered a hotel with a woman. What exactly is going on?"

Yuan Lanqing's attitude was somewhat unrelenting.

As a last resort, he could only reply half-heartedly: "I've already arranged to meet with some people to discuss matters in the hotel. Maybe I've been misunderstood."

"Hotel business?" Yuan Lanqing's gaze swept across her body with a bit of suspicion.

Seeing this, Young Noble Qin could not help but sigh.

Unable to bear it any longer, he ground his teeth and emphasized, "Mom, that's a hotel owned by the company. Isn't it normal for me to visit it?"

Indistinctly, Viscount Qin had a feeling that Xin Yixuan sneaking into his room to rummage through some things was not normal.

However, he was unable to pinpoint where the problem was.

It wasn't until he heard from his secretary that Luo Xiao Xiao and Xin Yixuan had met yesterday that he thought of Luo Xiao Xiao.

Around nine in the morning, when Luo Xiao Xiao walked into the small meeting room, Young Viscount Qin was sitting on a chair with a calm and composed expression.

He crossed his legs and looked relaxed and lazy.

Glancing at the time on his wrist, he lightly raised his eyebrows. "Twenty minutes past nine. Are you late, Editor-in-Chief Luo?"

Hearing that, the corner of Luo Xiao Xiao's mouth twitched.

Late?

Was it all thanks to Young Noble Qin's words? She doesn't work here at all, okay?

She placed the document in her hand on the conference table and looked at the back of the man's head with a smile that was not a smile: "Chairman Qin, I went back to the newspaper to have a meeting. "Also..."

She took out a piece of paper from the folder and placed it in front of Young Viscount Qin. "The first draft of the interview draft has been written. Chairman Qin, please take a look."

She had once used her break to walk around the office of the Duke of Qin.

There were two cameras installed at the entrance of Qin Shaotan's office. She wanted to go into his office to copy the relevant information, but the chances were slim.

Moreover, the rumors about her and Young Noble Qin had already spread without a sound. Whether it was in public or private, she didn't want to have anything to do with this man in front of her.

After thinking for a while, she broke the rule and rushed out the first draft of the interview draft overnight …

Young Lord Qin's gaze calmly swept over the manuscript. He lightly bent his finger, and without saying a word, he lightly knocked on the conference table.

The sound of the knuckles touching the table was very rhythmic, as if it could directly strike into the deepest part of a person's heart …