Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

Jasmine stared blankly at Huo Ziming's tall and straight back for a while before she said, "Ha! So you're playing with me!"

"I'm not playing with you, I just don't want to play with you!"

Huo Ziming spread his hands slowly with a touch of laziness and carelessness, and said, "Now, Miss Su, I'm leaving, you can play slowly by yourself, in such a big room, you can play however you want, by the way , Didn’t you just say that you only like foreign men? Now there are foreign men everywhere, you can play any way you want, but I’m sorry, I won’t reimburse the cost.”

"You - bastard! Rascal!"

Jasmine felt that her self-esteem had been seriously violated.

She picked up the silk pillow and threw it viciously at Huo Ziming.

It's a pity that she was agitated for a while, and she was not sure of her position, so she just hit the carpet next to her.

Huo Ziming shook his head: "Miss, you always shout so fiercely, but you can't do anything. Please go home, your mother told you to go home for dinner."

Jasmine growled: "Huo Ziming, be careful what you say to me!"

"Is there anything I didn't notice? Or you suddenly feel that foreign men are not good, and you want to throw an olive branch at me? I'm sorry, I refuse to accept it."

"Huo Ziming!!!!!!"

"It's useless if you add a few more exclamation points."

Huo Ziming ignored Jasmine, picked up the phone and called the front desk: "Hi, please book another room for me!"

Jasmine saw that his expression suddenly became frozen, and his profile had a gloomy look: "What?"

She heard Huo Ziming say: "There is no room?"

"Yes!" The female operator over there said with trepidation: "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, there are really no rooms now. It's prime time. Just after you booked this room, a large group of clients from travel agencies came. Immediately they booked all the rooms!"

Huo Ziming hung up the phone, a little out of breath.

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no room...

This means that he will spend the night here with this woman tonight. Of course, he can also put on his coat and go out from here, and go back to the hotel where he has been staying during this time.

But that hotel is on the other side of the city, and it will take a long time to get there. He is very tired now.

And it was already late, and he smelled a lot of alcohol, so he didn't want to be caught by the traffic police in the middle of the night and say he was drunk driving.

Any troubles like this will affect his reputation, so he can only stay here.

Thinking of this, he turned his head, and met Jasmine's bewildered eyes just in time.

He slammed his coat on the sofa again, and said coldly: "Look at me, I didn't intend to live here! There are no rooms now, please don't be sentimental!"

Jasmine stood up, and stroked her hair nervously: "If there's only this room left, I... I'll just leave!"

"You're not allowed to leave! Do you hear me!" Huo Ziming could only feel his heart being stuffy, a feeling that he was about to explode.

Tonight, it seemed that everything was out of his control.

Jasmine looked at him with the expression of a lion ready to go mad at any moment, and she didn't dare to challenge him anymore, her voice softened: "Then, then... I'll sleep on the sofa!"