The words at the top are very large and conspicuous.
"Tian Tian's hotel records over the past six months!"
Tian Tian: "..."
Yu Wen: "..."
Angry Xu Rou: "..."
Looking at those hotel records, Tian Tian's face turned red with anger, glaring at Mu Haiyang and shouting with a flushed face and neck.
"What can hotel records prove? Can't I just book a hotel room?"
Mu Haiyang chuckled softly, his voice very gentle, and spoke leisurely.
"Hotel records indeed can't prove anything, only that you've booked a room, and with a girlfriend it's quite normal to handle physiological needs. But what if you add these photos?"
No one noticed that Mu Haiyang was holding a bulging envelope in his hand; if they were photos, there definitely wouldn't be less than thirty.
Tian Tian looked at this and her flushed face suddenly turned pale.
Looking at Mu Haiyang, her voice trembled slightly.
"What do you mean? Photos? Do you think I'll believe you?"
