Meanwhile—
Bai Xue had waited outside the hotel all night, anticipating this moment in the morning to check on her success.
"You little slut, just wait for your death this time!"
Once she released the video from last night, Qiao Ruoxin wouldn't be able to talk about leaving the entertainment industry, she would probably be too ashamed to even live in this world, right?
At the thought, Bai Xue couldn't help but let out a schadenfreude laugh.
Bai Xue, holding the room card, arrived in front of room 5023, swiped the card, and entered the room.
Inside was pitch-dark, with fragments of evening gowns scattered on the carpet—last night must have been intense.
Bai Xue walked over to pick up the remote and pressed for the curtains, which then slowly began to open.
With a look of triumph, she turned to mock Qiao Ruoxin on the bed, but at the turn, Bai Xue froze.
"This... this... Sisi?"
Why wasn't it that little slut Qiao Ruoxin lying on the bed, but her precious daughter Qiao Sisi!
