Pushing open the door, I saw three people in the room, with Qiao Anuo being held in Fang Chen's arms.,"Hehe..." Qiao Anmu smiled painfully, glancing around the presidential suite. This was booked by someone else, hoping to spend a good night with Fang Chen here.,A hushed murmur, the voice sweet and melodious, with a hint of intoxication, made the man in the darkness frown slightly. Yet, an inexplicable heat swirled within him.。