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.,A hushed murmur, the voice sweet and melodious, with a hint of intoxication, made the man in the darkness frown slightly. Yet, an inexplicable heat swirled within him.。