Check the Hotel Surveillance

"I see, I see. Boss Su really has become a ruler neglecting morning court after finding a man. She used to arrive punctually at 8 AM, but today she didn’t show up until 9. She must’ve been too tired and overslept."

"Young Master Lin really has some skills, managing to wrap someone as cold and aloof as Boss Su around his finger."

"Hey, who do you think takes the lead in bed—Boss Su or Young Master Lin?"

"My bet’s on Boss Su. She’s the domineering CEO type—she’s gotta be on top."

"No way. Boss Su turns into a delicate little wife around Young Master Lin. Plus, men naturally have the physical advantage. I still think she’s the one underneath."

Jiang Qingye pricked up her ears, listening intently.

Honestly, she was curious about this too.

When it came to the bedroom, was it Young Master Lin calling the shots, or Boss Su?

After waking up, Lei Hui received a message from Lin Xuan.

He checked the timestamp and frowned in confusion.

The boss was still awake this late?

Then he read the content of the message.

A strong sense of interest flickered in his eyes.

Here we go.

The show’s about to start.

All he had to do now was keep an eye on the internet and wait for the drama to unfold.

That said, what kind of scheme was the boss planning to use against Lin Li this time?

The boss’s methods were usually pretty ruthless—Lin Li was definitely in for a rough time.

Knock knock knock.

The secretary entered the office.

He placed a schedule on Lei Hui’s desk. "General Manager, here’s today’s agenda."

Lei Hui skimmed through it.

"Move the morning meeting to tomorrow," he said.

Luckily, nothing important was scheduled for the morning. He could free up some time to enjoy the show.

"Understood," the secretary replied.

"General Manager, do you have other work arrangements for the morning?" he asked respectfully.

If there were any, he needed to prepare in advance.

"No work. I’m clearing my schedule because I want to enjoy some juicy gossip," Lei Hui said with a grin.

"What gossip?" The secretary’s curiosity was piqued.

"The really good kind—arranged by the boss himself. It’s about Lin Li."

The secretary’s eyes lit up with the same intense interest as Lei Hui’s.

Any gossip orchestrated by the boss was bound to be delicious.

Looks like he’d have to free up his morning too—just to indulge in the drama!

"General Manager," the secretary rubbed his hands together eagerly, "mind telling me where I can find this gossip?"

Lei Hui replied, "Just keep an eye on the internet in the morning and afternoon. No matter the platform, this thing’s gonna blow up."

"Got it. Thanks, General Manager."

Satisfied, the secretary left the office.

From then on, he kept his phone open while working, glancing at it every now and then to catch the latest updates.

Boss-arranged gossip involving Lin Li? This was going to be fun.

Early in the morning, Jiang Shuqin personally brought breakfast to the hospital to see Lin Li.

"Son, I made these buns and lean pork congee myself—your favorites. Eat up," she said warmly.

"Thanks, Mom. But you shouldn’t go through so much trouble next time," Lin Li replied.

He hated Jiang Shuqin’s cooking—it was awful.

If not for the act he was putting on to win her over, he’d never pretend to enjoy it.

Lin Li dug in enthusiastically.

"Mom, your congee and buns are amazing," he said with a forced smile. (Yeah, right.)

Seeing how much he "enjoyed" her cooking, Jiang Shuqin swelled with satisfaction. "I’m glad you like them. I’ll make dinner for you too."

Lin Li: "..."

"By the way, Mom, when are you heading to the hotel?" Lin Li asked.

Jiang Shuqin nodded. "Soon."

Lin Li let out a quiet sigh of relief.

For a second, he thought she might back out.

Good—as long as she went.

Only Jiang Shuqin could get justice for him in this matter.

"But, son," Jiang Shuqin frowned, "I don’t know why, but I have this nagging feeling something might go wrong. Do you think there’ll be any surprises?"

Lin Li said firmly, "Mom, don’t worry. Nothing will go wrong."

Surprises?

Pfft.

As if the surveillance footage could just be altered or something.

As long as the footage existed, he could make sure everyone believed Lin Xuan had set him up.

Seeing his confidence, Jiang Shuqin relaxed slightly.

Her son was so clever—if he said everything was fine, then it had to be fine.

She was probably just overthinking it.

"Mom, Lin Xuan has money and influence now. I’m worried he might contact the hotel in advance to get the footage himself," Lin Li said.

He had to drag Lin Xuan down this time—no room for error.

"You’re right. Lin Xuan is cunning. If he did something wrong, he’d definitely try to cover it up. I won’t give him the chance."

Jiang Shuqin stood up.

"Son, just wait here for my good news. I’m heading to the hotel now." She hurried off.

Watching her leave, Lin Li smirked coldly.

Jiang Shuqin was such an idiot—completely wrapped around his finger.

He’d keep playing the obedient son for now.

But once he made it big? He’d kick her to the curb without a second thought.

Meanwhile, Jiang Shuqin contacted the reporters and arrived at the hotel.

She had already paid to ensure the "truth" about her son and those two men would soon trend at #1 on Weibo.

Spending money to clear Lin Li’s name was worth it.

She had to protect him.

Jiang Shuqin marched to the front desk with a crowd of reporters in tow.

"Ma’am, may I ask what this is about—?"

"I need the surveillance footage from last night, around 9 PM," Jiang Shuqin demanded.

The receptionist frowned. "Ma’am, I’m sorry, but we can’t just hand over our surveillance footage to anyone. If you need to investigate something, you’ll have to involve the police."

"I just want to check the footage of my son. Is that too much to ask?" Jiang Shuqin’s expression darkened.

The reporters behind her buzzed with excitement.

If they did get the footage—whether it showed Lin Li willingly engaging with those two men or, as Jiang Shuqin claimed, being framed by Lin Xuan—it was guaranteed to dominate the headlines.

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