My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day - Chapter 588

Chapter 588: 588, Love Potion Fairy

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I can’t wait for this man to come out!

But when she pulled open the room door, a sudden burst of footsteps echoed through the corridor. Accompanied by the “kachak kachak” sound of flashlights, numerous cameras and microphones were thrust at her. Journalists, both men and women, rushed over, firing questions at her from all sides:

“Miss Mo, we heard you’re having a clandestine affair with Mr. Chu in here?”

“Is the man in the room Mr. Chu?”

“Miss Mo, how long have you been keeping this illicit relationship with Chu junior?”

“Does Mr. Xiao know about your improper relationship with Chu junior?”

“Is your marriage to Mr. Xiao liberally open?”

Mo Weiyi was completely flabbergasted.

Before she could react, the door was pushed open by the journalists flooding in like a torrent, filling the entire suite.

They hoisted their cameras, shooting vigorously in every corner of the room.

Mo Weiyi was stunned. “What on earth are you guys shooting?”

A journalist dashed to the bedside, pulled off the sheet then ran to open the bedside table drawer, eventually pulling out a box.

It was as if he had just discovered a new world, he held it aloft and exclaimed, “Miss Mo, haven’t you had time to unwrap this?”

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Mo Weiyi’s face stiffened.

What was that thing?

Why would that be in the room?

Other journalists immediately started shooting furiously at an unknown brand of contraceptive.

They showed zeal and excitement akin to a group of earthlings seeing a UFO for the first time.

Soon, another journalist picked up a bottle of perfume from the bedside table, “Love Potion Fairy, it’s Love Potion Fairy!”

“Miss Mo, did Mr. Chu prepare this for you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Miss Mo, let’s not pretend.” A female journalist screeched, “This is known as an aphrodisiac, it’s most effective on women!”

Mo Weiyi: “…..”

What Love Potion Fairy?

What the hell is this!

“Princess!” Rong An suddenly rushed in.

Mo Weiyi hurriedly called out, “Rong An, quickly get these people out of here!”

Rong An walked over, and began to hustle the journalists out of the room.

He was tall and burly, moving roughly. The female journalists screamed, male journalists cursed and muttered. Chaos reigned in the room when suddenly the sound of a door opening echoed.

The bathroom door was opened.

Seeing the man that emerged out grandly from the bathroom, Mo Weiyi couldn’t believe her own eyes.

Chu Xiuhuang!

It was actually Chu Xiuhuang!

He was only wrapped in a towel, his short black hair exuded steam, water droplets followed along his chin, collarbone, muscular chest, sexy waistline…until it disappeared under the towel at his lower abdomen.

Even though so many people were looking, he showed no sign of avoiding or hiding, while casually drying his hair with a white towel, he quipped, “Little Princess, did you bring these journalists here?”

The journalists’ suspicions were confirmed and they rushed forward to interrogate:

“Mr. Chu, are you meeting Miss Mo in private here?”

“Mr. Chu, you have been frequently changing girlfriends over the years, is it because you like Miss Mo?”

“Miss Mo, you and Mr. Chu are having so much fun behind the scenes, does Mr. Xiao know about it?”

“Today is Miss Gu’s birthday banquet, and you two are messing around upstairs, aren’t you ashamed?”

Chu Xiuhuang’s handsome face darkened.

Damn it.

He had just finished taking a bath when he heard the commotion outside. He initially thought that Little Princess had brought trouble on purpose, but he didn’t expect…

His sharp eyes darted at the journalist, interrupting directly, “Who the fuck are you saying is messing around?”

The journalist was so scared he couldn’t speak.

“And you.” Chu Xiuhuang turned his gaze to another female journalist, “Claiming I’ve been frequently changing girlfriends? You’re fucking slandering me!”

The female journalist was wronged, “Mr. Chu, your notorious romantic history is known to everyone on Earth, where did I…”

“Fuck!” Chu Xiuhuang almost kicked her, “Have the guts to repeat that shit about me! Say it!”

The female journalist: “…..”

Who would dare to speak again?

Obviously, she didn’t have the guts, she was already pale with fright.

Chu Xiuhuang: “Smearing my reputation? Be careful I don’t sue you for defamation! See you in court!”

The female reporter was speechless again: “…”

They had never seen a person like Chu Xiuhuang. He was so romantic, surrounded by gossip news every day, and he still had the audacity to accuse them, the journalists, of slander!

Being a journalist these days is really not easy. Telling the truth could also put them into danger!

“Also,” Chu Xiuhuang gave Mo Weiyi a glance, “saying I’m messing around with the Little Princess? Is it because the sun in Nancheng is too dazzling? Do you not want to see tomorrow’s sunrise? I have a girlfriend, she’s on her way here.”

What he seemed to be implying was: I have a woman too, okay!

“Mr. Chu, does your girlfriend know about your secret affairs?” A reporter asked immediately.

Hence, everyone started to ask questions again:

“Exactly, Mr. Chu, weren’t you and Miss Mo engaged before? Are there still lingering feelings?”

“Does Mr. Xiao know about your relationship?”

“Mr. Xiao isn’t here today, does this mean he approves of your relationship?”

“Your girlfriend…..”

Chu Xiuhuang suddenly shouted, “My girlfriend is here!”

The reporters were taken aback.

They turned around and indeed saw a young and beautiful woman standing at the entrance.

She was wearing a light yellow evening gown, with small diamonds on the hem sparkling under the lights, complemented by a diamond necklace around her neck. She looked both luxurious and opulent.

Her black hair was done up into a bun, revealing her entire delicate heart-shaped face. Her forehead was full, her almond eyes expressive, her red lips enticing; her makeup was delicate but just right, she was beautiful but…she seemed rather unfamiliar.

The cameras aimed at her.

Shi Huan clenched her fists after facing this scene.

As soon as she arrived at the hotel, she was taken to get styled up by people sent by Chu Xiuhuang.

After being worked on for so long, they told her that Chu Xiuhuang was waiting for her in his room upstairs.

Finally arriving here, how can there be so many reporters?

The room surrounded by everyone wielding cameras and microphones.

Then she saw that Mo Weiyi was also in the room and Chu Xiuhuang was only wearing a bath towel. The room was decorated like a sensual hotel.

Shi Huan was an intelligent person and immediately understood the situation.

Chu Xiuhuang and Miss Mo were once engaged two years ago, if their secret meeting were now exposed by these reporters, the consequences would be unimaginable.

One was her boss.

The other was the angel that had helped her before.

Even with such disorganized personal lives, she had to help them.

A few seconds later, Shi Huan had thought of countless thoughts. Then she smiled and walked in, “What’s going on?”

Upon reaching him, Chu Xiuhuang immediately put his arm around her shoulders, “See, this is my girlfriend. Do you have anything else to ask?”

The reporters were surprised.

Because none of them recognized Shi Huan.

Until now, Shi Huan had always appeared as Chu Xiuhuang’s secretary in public, and unless secretaries have very distinct looks, they usually remained unnoticed.

Especially now, Shi Huan had taken off her signature black-rimmed glasses, got a makeover, with makeup applied, and was wearing a million-dollar evening gown studded with tiny diamonds.

The reporters just assumed she was an unknown little starlet or the daughter from a wealthy family.

Though Shi Huan was smiling, she couldn’t help but sneer inside.

Without a shirt on and covered in only a bath towel, Chu Xiuhuang brazenly hung his arm over her shoulder in a cozy and ambiguous way.

She could feel his intoxicating scent enveloping her, mixed with the faint smell of shower gel.

Really?

Can’t he be a bit more discreet?

Must he arrange private appointments at his friend’s birthday banquet?

And then he got caught, didn’t he?

However, as his gold-rated secretary, her five years of work experience had trained her to remain calm and composed, even when facing a major situation.

She smiled graciously, even though the man was hanging onto her, even though all the camera flashes and sounds filled the room.

Then a reporter mustered the courage to ask, “May I ask, Mr. Chu, what’s your girlfriend’s name?”

“Who do you think you are? Do you think you have the right to know my girlfriend’s name?”

Reporter: “…”

The next second.

“My girlfriend’s name is Little Huanhuan,” Chu Xiuhuang raised his eyebrows and said cheesy.

The reporter was dumbfounded and put the microphone right in front of Shi Huan, “So, Miss Huan, are you really Mr. Chu’s girlfriend?”

Shi Huan nodded without hesitation, “Yes.”

Hearing that, Chu Xiuhuang laughed even more joyfully. His fingers tightened around Shi Huan’s shoulder, looking inseparable!

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