Qiao Nian didn't know that he was being targeted.
She got the room card at the front desk and took the elevator to the 12th floor.
Feng Yu arranged two rooms for them, which were next to each other. Ye Wangchuan's room was opposite hers, so she could see him as soon as she opened the door.
Qiao Nian handed him the room card of 1203: "I'm going to take a shower first."
"Dinner?" Ye Wangchuan hadn't finished speaking.
Qiao Nian opened the door of her room 1202, leaned against the door, and raised her head slightly in a casual manner: "Just eat something, I don't want to go out."
"Then order takeout." Ye Wangchuan asked her what she wanted to eat.
Qiao Nian lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then felt that it was too much trouble to wait for the takeaway to be delivered: "Let me rest for a while, and then we'll eat in the hotel."
"good."
Ye Wangchuan looked at the time, raised his eyes slightly, and said, "When you are done, call me."
Qiao Nian had been on the plane for more than ten hours and felt uncomfortable all over. He had long wanted to take a cold shower.
After discussing with him how to solve the dinner problem, I agreed and went back to my room without saying a word. I threw my shoulder bag to the side of the bed, bent down to take out a set of clean clothes, and went into the bathroom with the clean clothes.
Feng Yu said he booked an ordinary room.
But Kevlar is a top five-star hotel after all.
The area of ordinary rooms is not small.
In addition to a bed and a TV table, the 37- or 38-square-meter room has a small space near the floor-to-ceiling window, where a turmeric-colored single sofa and a coffee table are placed, with two pots of green plants next to them. The environment looks elegant and comfortable.
It is an example of a small but complete building!
Qiao Nian went into the bathroom, turned on the cold water and took a cold shower, washing away the fatigue from sitting on the plane for too long.
She dried her hair and walked out of the bathroom. She took her laptop and placed it on the coffee table in front of the window. She opened the curtains and saw that it was already dark outside.
There are tall buildings outside and every house is brightly lit, giving the impression of a prosperous metropolis.
It's completely different from the Independent Island. It looks more lively than Beijing, with fireworks and flowers.
Qiao Nian took out a bottle of mineral water from the small refrigerator, unscrewed it and took a sip of water, then walked back to the window and looked out at the night scene of the city below.
She just stood there, ready to open her laptop and work.
The phone in the room suddenly rang.
…Who would call her at this time
Qiao Nian paused for a second, put down the water, walked over, and picked up the hotel internal phone on the bedside: "Hello?"
Her voice was extremely hoarse.
He had just taken a shower, and there was a hint of nonchalant frivolity in his tone.
Like pearls falling on a plate, inexplicably beautiful.
"Hello?"
There was no response from the other side.
Qiao Nian frowned, looked at the short number on the phone display, and was about to hang up.
The person on the other end suddenly said, "Hello, ma'am. I'm sorry to bother you so late. I'm the front desk staff of the hotel."
"What's up?"
The girl's attitude was lukewarm.
The receptionist was a little embarrassed, and said, "Well, it's like this. A distinguished guest saw you at the front desk and said that you looked very much like a friend of his. He was not sure if he recognized the wrong person, so he wanted to ask for your contact information..."
Qiao Nian raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes filled with a hint of clarity: "Huh? You mean he doesn't even have the contact information of his friends?"
"Uh... this..." The hotel receptionist was obviously confused by her question and couldn't find a suitable excuse for a while: "Madam, I don't know either. How about you give me your contact information so you can chat with each other?"
(End of this chapter)