When Fang Chen saw Qiao Anmu, a flicker of unease crossed his face. Thinking of her fierce temper, he instinctively shielded Qiao Annuo behind him.,"Hehe..." Qiao Anmu smiled painfully, glancing around the presidential suite. This was booked by someone else, hoping to spend a good night with Fang Chen here.,The man seemed to be angered by her words. His thin lips curled into a sinister smile, not becoming gentle, but rather more unrestrained and wild.。