Chapter 92 - It’s Just A Dress
Chapter 92: It’s Just A Dress
Seeing Wang Nuo run to the hotel manager, Meng Wan gritted her teeth in anger. This damned fool!
“That’s alright. I don’t want to pursue the matter anymore…” As soon as Meng Wan finished speaking, the manager who heard the ruckus ran over.” Miss Meng, don’t worry. I’ve already ordered my men to check the surveillance footage. We’ll definitely seek justice for you! ”
Meng Wan could not help but break out in a cold sweat. What should she do? She had to think of a way.
Just then, Madam Meng suddenly said gently, “Alright, I’ll have to trouble you, Manager. I didn’t expect such a thing to happen at today’s banquet. We’ve troubled you too.”
She patted the back of Meng Wan’s hand. “Wan Wan, don’t worry about Qiao Xi. You didn’t want to release the surveillance footage because of Qiao Xi, but unfortunately, she doesn’t appreciate your gesture. Forget it.”
Meng Wan met her mother’s comforting gaze and suddenly calmed down. Yes, they had already removed the surveillance cameras, so there were no surveillance cameras here. She did not have to be worried about the manager checking the surveillance footage.
At the thought of this, she took a deep breath and adjusted her expression, revealing a reluctant smile. “Alright, I’ll listen to you, Mom. I just wanted to protect Qiao Xi, so I was a little anxious. Since she wants to see the surveillance footage, then I’ll let her see it.”
The manager quickly received the news from his subordinates. He first looked in Qiao Xi’s direction. After the two of them exchanged a quick glance, he said to Madam Meng and Meng Wan apologetically, “I’m sorry, Madam Meng, Miss Meng. The surveillance cameras in our hotel suddenly broke for some reason, so there was no footage from that time.”
The cameras were destroyed!
Hahaha, Meng Wan almost laughed out loud. She wanted to see what Qiao Xi would do next! So what if she was the one who stuffed the knife into Qiao Xi’s hand? Did she have evidence? Without evidence, Qiao Xi would have to be wronged!
She restrained the corners of her mouth that were curling up and said somewhat helplessly, “Qiao Xi, you heard it too. The surveillance cameras are broken. It’s okay, it’s good that they’re broken. I never wished to blame you. Let’s just let this matter go, alright?”
Madam Meng sighed as well. “Qiao Xi, you destroyed the cameras and ‘Time Flows’. We can’t help but think that you planned this out long ago. It’s precisely because you know that there are no working surveillance cameras that you shamelessly said you wanted to call the police. You even said righteously that you wanted to check the surveillance footage. Do you think that this can prove your innocence… It’s okay. Whether you did it or not, Wan Wan and I have decided to forgive you.”
Madam Meng could not help but wipe her tears. “Although ‘Time Flows’ was something that our Meng family spent a lot of money and manpower to obtain, it doesn’t matter. Compared to your future, a dress is nothing.”
Everyone was whispering.
“So it’s confirmed now, right? First, she broke the surveillance cameras, then she ruined ‘Time Flows’. Finally, she said that she would call the police to prove her innocence. This woman is really scheming.”
“Now that I think about how she accused Meng Wan of tearing the dress, it’s just so funny. She pushed the blame to someone else even though she clearly did it. Does she think we’re fools?”
Song Shiyu was anxious when he heard that. “What should we do? What should we do? The situation is very disadvantageous for Madam!”
Gu Zheng looked at him slowly. “Do you know what it means to be anxious when the emperor isn’t? That’s you right now.”
Song Shiyu: “…”
‘I’m anxious for both of you, yet you’re mocking me?’
Gu Zheng held his wine glass and said in a leisurely manner, “Use your brain and observe the situation. That hotel manager always looks at Qiao Xi before he speaks or does anything. Why do you think that is?”
Song Shiyu was surprised. “President Gu, are you saying that the hotel manager is Madam’s man?!”
Gu Zheng, who was holding a glass of wine, paused and glanced coldly at Song Shiyu. What did he mean by the manager was Madam’s man? Who else but him was worthy of being Qiao Xi’s man?
Song Shiyu chuckled. He knew that his way of describing the situation had made this petty man jealous, so he quickly explained, “President Gu, are you saying that the hotel manager is working for Madam?”
Only then did Gu Zheng put the wine glass to his mouth again. He nodded. “I think so. This hotel is clearly owned by the Meng family, but the manager has to act according to Qiao Xi’s wishes. Looks like our Mrs. Gu still has many secrets.”
A spy had even appeared in their own hotel. The Meng family was doomed to lose this war of framing others.