Zhao Li hid in the crowd, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. She thought to herself, Song Fan's reputation would be in tatters soon.
Just now, she had carefully timed it, deliberately leading a few ladies to the second-floor lounge with the help of a waiter, guiding them right to the door of Jason's room.
She initially thought it would take some effort to make someone discover the situation inside the room. However, to her surprise, the door wasn't closed, and everyone heard Jason shouting Song Fan's name, accompanied by various moans and sounds of intimate activities.
Several ladies were astonished, and the journalists arranged by Zhao Li, pretending to be concerned about Song Fan's safety, barged in. Although hotel security quickly arrived, they couldn't prevent several people from taking photos and videos.
