Jiang Hao lowered his head. The girl had misunderstood. Nothing had happened in that room, and Hong Yuye wasn't his wife!
He wanted to clarify, but he realized that it looked suspicious. Even if he said they weren't married, the fact still remained that he had been in her room for the entire night.
Jiang Hao suspected that the young girl would misunderstand it even more if he tried to explain further. It was troublesome. He couldn't kill her to silence her anyway.
He let out a sigh. "Do more work and ask fewer questions. That way, you'll create fewer problems for yourself. Asking too many personal questions might get you into trouble with other guests, you know."
The young girl seemed to realize that she might have said something wrong. She lowered her head. "Yes, I understand. I'm so sorry. I-I didn't mean to…"