Chen Jing felt his face was pale and bloodless, and the beads of sweat slowly flowed down his face carved by the knife. "Mr. Chen! Are you dating Miss Huo Zhaozhao? Otherwise, why would you check in a hotel?" "Mr. Chen! Let's admit it generously. They are both adults, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about!" "Ms. Huo Zhaozhao! Why don't you tell me what the relationship between you?!" "Get out." Chen Jing Jing felt his eyes were cold and fierce, his voice was evil, and he was gloomy, like a thunder in the sky, "All, all, give me, get out!"