Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!-Chapter 49 - Clues, It Wasn’t Her That Night

49: Chapter 49: Clues, It Wasn’t Her That Night

49 -49: Clues, It Wasn’t Her That Night

Rong Jing’s brow was tightly furrowed, his face had a grim expression.

His family was in the steel business, in this noble-rich Capital City, although they were not considered insignificant as dust mites, they were regarded as nouveau riche.

No matter how much money he spent, he couldn’t break into the circle of legitimate aristocratic children and maidens.

In the circle of the pleasure-seeking rich second generations, Rong Jing was nothing more than a target of amusement.

Rong Jing knew how to speak the language of the people he mingled with in the circle, gradually integrating himself.

He, like any man, had bad habits, he loved beautiful women.

Rong Jing never forced anyone, he liked to use money to solve physiological needs, he was unwilling to meddle with emotions.

Some time ago, a young man had returned from abroad after his studies, a banquet was held in his honor.

That night, he had drunk too much and had spent the night with a woman in a hotel.

Although Rong Jing had drunk a lot he wouldn’t forget the woman who had spent the night with him, it certainly was not Han Kexin.

This woman always looked down on him, she would never lay with him.

“How was Han Kexin, I heard she was quite skilled, was it exhilarating?”

The man sitting next to Rong Jing, teased.

“I’ve never touched her.” Rong Jing leaned on the sofa, sinking deep into it, making it difficult to see his expression.

He was also unclear as to why the woman in the video had turned out to be Han Kexin.

The others in the room seemed to have also seen tonight’s hot search, and they all flocked to Rong Jing’s side.

Those in the room were a group of rich second generations who liked to eat, drink, and be merry, all of whom had significant backgrounds.

No matter how wild they were outside, it wouldn’t affect their family’s interests.

The scandal involving Han Kexin that broke out this time seemed interesting to everyone, and they crowded around Rong Jing to find out more.

As soon as the group of rich second generations, who always looked down on others, gathered around him, Rong Jing quickly fit in with them.

He did not distort the facts, only saying that the woman with him that night was definitely not Han Kexin.

…

Huo Family.

Late at night, Huo Yirong sat in front of his desk in the study.

The ultra-thin laptop screen in front of him was displaying the Internet discussion about the Qin Family’s daughter engaging in improper behavior with exposure videos and photos.

Even that aesthetics video about species, which was an eye-opener for him.

Indeed, there were many talents on the Internet, they could even create something like this.

The elegant woman who was still sitting in the clubhouse during the day became a companion of a wolf-dog at night, the scene was too stimulating and unbearable to watch.

Huo Yirong dressed in a blue silk pajamas, his gaze deep, lips pressed, his whole body filled with rage, rapidly spreading throughout the study.

He looked up at the man standing in front of the desk, pressing against his slightly tired brow with his hand, “Have you found out what happened?”

The man standing at the desk, Huo Qiang, responded: “It’s Qin Ruan, Chairman Qin’s biological daughter, who cooperated with Chuangshi Entertainment to push Han Kexin to the forefront.

The photos and videos exposed on the Internet are a mix of real and fake.”

“So, it’s her.”

Huo Yirong’s eyebrows slightly raised, a surprised expression appeared on his face.

In his view, Qin Ruan did not seem like someone who would do something like this.

The impression she gave him was that of a person holding several trump cards, not knowing when to strike.

Huo Qiang moved closer to the desk and handed Huo Yirong the video on his phone, which was playing Rong Jing and Han Kexin, doing aerobic exercise.

“Second master, this is from the night when the third master was at the Imperial Court Hotel.

If Miss Han really had something to do with this man, she wouldn’t have time to be alone with the third master.”

The words instantly caused a change in Huo Yirong’s complexion.

He took the phone from Huo Qiang’s hand.