Rich President Spoils His Wife/C7 Who Do You Think You Are?
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C7 Who Do You Think You Are?

Upon seeing Shen Baihao and Mo Zhendong, Meng Weiwei's eyes brimmed with tears as she broke into sobs.

"Dad, Baihao, please don't be mad at Wanxi. She's upset, and I told her it was okay to hit me. And Dad, could you talk to Wanxi? She's refusing to come home, saying that our family makes her sick."

Meng Weiwei was malicious to the core, deceiving Mo Wanxi yet again.

Mo Zhendong's face clouded over with disappointment upon hearing her words. "I never thought you'd be so obstinate. If you don't want to come home, then don't bother coming back ever!"

Anger flared across Shen Baihao's handsome face when he saw the handprint on Meng Weiwei's cheek.

"Mo Wanxi, how many times must I tell you? It was I who fell for Weiwei first. She's not to blame. You're not going to change anything by causing a scene for no reason!"

This was Mo Wanxi's first encounter with Shen Baihao since she caught him with Meng Weiwei, and seeing him defend Meng Weiwei only intensified her mix of heartache and fury.

Her four-year relationship with Shen Baihao wasn't built in a day.

After his car accident, everyone thought Shen Baihao would be left disabled. It was Wanxi who tirelessly cared for him, securing the best doctors, preparing nutritious meals, and supporting his daily rehabilitation.

Now that he was well, he had forgotten all her sacrifices and was secretly entangled with Meng Weiwei.

Even a rabbit knows not to eat the grass by its burrow, yet Shen Baihao proved himself worse than a rabbit.

Four years of love, wasted as if fed to dogs. Mo Wanxi felt utterly devalued.

She wanted to retort with venom, to declare her indifference to a cheating scoundrel, but her overwhelming anger caused her lips to quiver, leaving her speechless.

Ho Yucheng, who had just entered the hall, witnessed the entire scene. Seeing Mo Wanxi's struggle to hold back tears, a tightness gripped his heart.

He looked at his bodyguards with an impassive face. "I don't want those people showing up here again!"

The bodyguards caught the hint and immediately dialed out. Soon after, the hotel's lobby manager hurried over with several security guards in tow.

He beelined for Shen Baihao and Mo Zhendong. "Your commotion in the lobby is disrupting our business! You're not welcome here. Leave at once!"

"What? We're here to dine, and we're VIP customers. Is this how you treat VIPs?"

It was the first time Shen Baihao had been so bluntly told to scram, and he was livid, his complexion turning ashen.

"Hua Feng has no room for the unrefined. Your VIP status is revoked. Leave now!" The lobby manager was unsparing in his rebuke.

After dealing with Shen Baihao, he turned to Meng Lijuan. "How did she get in? How can someone like her be allowed in our establishment? What are you all doing?"

The lobby manager's biting remarks, sparing no courtesy for Shen Baihao and Mo Zhendong, gave Mo Wanxi a slight lift in spirits.

Hua Feng Hotel was no ordinary place in Binhai. If Shen Baihao and Mo Zhendong were being turned away, it was clear she had no place there either.

She was about to leave when the manager called out to her.

"Miss Mo, your dinner in the Drunken Moon private room is ready. Please, come with me."

Shen Baihao and Mo Zhendong were taken aback by the manager's deferential treatment of Mo Wanxi.

Meng Weiwei couldn't contain herself. "She was part of the disturbance too. Why isn't she being expelled?"

"Why? Because she is the guest our boss specifically asked to stay," the lobby manager retorted with scorn, looking down at Meng Weiwei. "And who are you to question our boss's decisions?"

Your boss? Shen Baihao and Mo Zhendong exchanged puzzled glances. The boss of Hua Feng Hotel was a mystery; they'd never crossed him, so why the hostility?

And how could Mo Wanxi possibly know the enigmatic owner of Hua Feng?

Shen Baihao and Mo Zhendong were at a loss, leaving in a crestfallen state with Meng Weiwei and her daughter in tow.

As they approached the entrance, they overheard the lobby manager giving orders to the security team.

"The boss has made it clear—this establishment upholds certain standards. We do not permit entry to those who are deemed unsavory, including any dogs. Make sure you remember their faces; these individuals are banned from entering from now on. Got it?"

The comparison to dogs infuriated Shen Baihao to the point where he nearly choked on his rage, yet he was powerless to respond.

They were well aware that crossing Boss Hua Feng was not within their means.

Meng Weiwei was equally taken aback by this sudden turn of events. Why was Boss Hua Feng siding with Mo Wanxi?

The manager had mentioned that dinner was ready in the Zuiyue private room. Although Meng Weiwei had never dined in the Zuiyue room, she knew it to be the most opulent and costly suite in the Hua Feng Hotel.

Mo Wanxi, that conniving woman, seemed to have luck on her side.

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