One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love



Jing Yang did not look at Mu Yueyao again. He held the girl's hand and slowly filed out of the elevator with his managers and assistants.

Mu Yueyao lowered her head and looked away. She stubbornly turned her face and allowed the elevator door to slowly close.

The elevator chimed again.

Mu Yueyao did not have a hotel access card, so she did not know which floor the elevator would stop at.

When the elevator door opened again, a couple holding hands walked in.

Seeing that there was someone in the elevator, the two of them were stunned for a moment and restrained themselves a little.

However, when they entered the elevator and saw Mu Yueyao with her head lowered, their actions became unbridled once more. As they stood in the elevator, the two of them began to hug each other intimately, as if they were glued together and could not be separated.

Through the reflection on the elevator door, Mu Yueyao saw the couple nuzzling up to each other. For some reason, the scene of Jing Yang and that girl holding hands suddenly flashed through her mind, and instantly she was saddened.

"Sob sob sob…" Mu Yueyao felt as if her heart was being ruthlessly squeezed. She felt like a fool.

Ever since she was young, she had been doted on and pampered by her father and mother, as well as her two older brothers. No one had ever caused her such grief!

She admitted that she was partly responsible for that incident, but… Did she not even have the right to atone for her sins? Was he taking revenge on her? Or… Did he just simply like that girl?

No matter the answer, Mu Yueyao could not bear it. She was greatly saddened. Her legs gave way and she crouched down on the ground, hugging her knees. Suddenly, she did not even have the strength to cry.

The couple beside her was shocked when they heard her sobbing suddenly.

The girl in front of them had suddenly lost control of her emotions, abruptly ending their mood for intimacy.

The girl walked to Mu Yueyao's side and bent down gently. She asked in Cantonese, "Young Miss, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Yueyao could only cry and did not respond to her.

The girl was kind and asked patiently, "Which floor do you live on? Are you from Hong Kong? Or are you here to travel? Do you have any companions? What happened?"

When Mu Yueyao heard the girl's patient tone, she felt her own world darkening. She wished she could bury her head in the crook of her arm, but at the same time, she wished she could completely drown herself in the universe. It would be best if no one could find her!

She felt like a great fool.

For the sake of her sweetheart, she had gone all the way to Hong Kong alone, but she did not expect to be humiliated like this. She couldn't possibly feel any worse.

The girl stood up in a daze. She glanced at her boyfriend and sighed helplessly. "She doesn't want to say anything. She's crying so pitifully. Could she have been jilted?"

The boy shook his head and replied in Cantonese, "I don't think you should bother with her. Just go to the lobby manager."

When the elevator reached the first floor, the couple walked out. The girl wanted to help Mu Yueyao up, but when she saw that she did not even have the strength to stand up, she simply squatted beside her and accompanied her.

The boy quickly went to look for the lobby manager.

Not long after, the boy rushed over with the lobby manager. Upon seeing Mu Yueyao, the lobby manager frowned slightly. Then he asked tentatively, "Miss Yueyao?"

Mu Yueyao did not move. She only buried her head, as if she could not hear anything.