Zhang Tianyue sat on the floor hugging her legs and leaning against the door of room 508. When she was about to fall asleep, there was finally a sound in the room.

Zhang Tianyue woke up with a start, stood up and grabbed the doorknob: "Yuting, are you okay?"

Zhang Tianyue told the security manager to pay close attention to and protect the guests of 508 without disturbing her. Yesterday Yuting left the hotel and was out of contact for the whole day. Zhang Tianyue almost went crazy.

She was Yu Ting's only friend, and she believed that she knew her well enough. But when Yu Ting disappeared, she discovered that she knew almost nothing about Yu Ting.

The people in the room lightly knocked on the door twice. Zhang Tianyue lost the patience of the previous few days and pounded on the door with his fists.

"Open the door, I have something to say."

The people inside were quiet, and Zhang Tianyue knocked on the door again: "If you don't open the door, I'm going to knock you down. You know me, you can do whatever you say."

Zhang Tianyue seemed to hear a slight sigh from inside the door, but the door still didn't open.

Zhang Tianyue looked around, took two steps back, accelerated and crashed into the door, making a muffled sound on impact. Zhang Tianyue hummed softly, rubbed her painful arm, took two steps back, and hit the door again.

There was another muffled crash, and Zhang Tianyue's nose and eyes squeezed together: It really hurts! Those doors that were knocked open on the TV must be inferior products!

She changed her arm and prepared to try again. The door opened a crack, and an eye appeared through the crack, blinking at her.

Zhang Tianyue stepped forward and put his hands on the door to prevent people inside from closing the door at any time.

"Don't pretend to be innocent for me, open the door. Otherwise I won't care about you anymore!"

The person inside lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, there was a mist of tears.

Zhang Tianyue felt soft-hearted for a moment, but when he thought about how he ran around like a poisoned headless fly in the streets yesterday, he immediately hardened his heart.

"I won't force you to say anything you don't want to say, but there are some things I must know. This is my limit. Yuting, I'm not sorry for you, you should believe me."

Zhang Tianyue has no interest in exploring other people's privacy, but Yuting is different. She is a snail with a broken shell and may be in danger at any time.

The door of 508 is finally opened.

Zhang Tianyue looked at the woman standing in front of him, with her slender figure and delicate and elegant appearance. He sighed inwardly at her beauty and at the same time couldn't help but sigh at the pity.

Meng Yuting was so panicked by her sight that she immediately pulled her long hair in front of her face to cover her beauty.

"Where were you yesterday?" Zhang Tianyue turned his head and stopped looking at her to avoid frightening her.

Meng Yuting walked to the wall, and instead of sitting on the sofa, she sat on the ground along the edge of the sofa, hugged herself into a ball of a hedgehog, and buried her head between her knees.

"I don't mean to control or monitor you. At least let me know where you are so that I can rest assured, right?"

Meng Yuting raised her head slightly and nodded twice.

Yesterday, the security manager called Zhang Tianyue and told him that a customer from 508 had gone out and got on the No. 78 bus. Zhang Tianyue was embarrassed to use the security manager as a personal bodyguard, so he immediately looked up the route map of No. 78 bus.

When Zhang Tianyue thought about it, there were only two possibilities for Yuting to go out: the first was of course for that scumbag Meng Tianzi, and the second was that she ran out of materials for painting.

Yuting cannot speak or communicate with others, so she expresses and vents all her emotions through painting.

Route 78 passed by a stationery store, which was only 5 stops away from the Huamei Hotel, so Zhang Tianyue didn't pay much attention. But two hours later, the security manager said that the guests from 508 hadn't come back yet, and Zhang Tianyue couldn't sit still.

She followed Route 78 from the starting station to the final station, and then went to Meng Jiarui's company and residence, but Yuting was nowhere to be seen. She couldn't call the police for less than 48 hours after she disappeared, so Zhang Tianyue panicked.

Xu Ting had committed suicide before, and when she committed suicide, she still held Meng Jiarui's portrait in her hand. If she couldn't think about it again... Zhang Tianyue didn't dare to think about it, and just drove like crazy, looking for it all over the streets without any purpose.

"You didn't go to the stationery store, and you didn't go... to look for him. Where did you go?"

Zhang Tianyue picked up the mobile phone from the coffee table and handed it to Yu Ting, then sat down on the ground on the other side of the sofa, with a three-person sofa between them.

Yuting dialed her phone a few times, and Zhang Tianyue received her message.

“Yunding Villa.”

Zhang Tianyue immediately went online, found the website of Yunding Villa, and clicked on it to take a closer look.

"This place looks nice. Are you going to relax?"

Yuting sent her another message, this time with only two words: Take a look.

Zhang Tianyue's eyes moved to the balcony of the suite, where paint canvases, brushes and easels were spread out on the floor. On the easels beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were unfinished paintings of grape fields, peach trees, small courtyards and mountains.

Did Yuting go to collect news? In this state, she shouldn't be tempted to do stupid things anymore. Zhang Tianyue breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

"You have to go out and tell me in the future, otherwise my heart won't be able to bear it. You draw slowly and tell me if you need anything."

Zhang Tianyue didn't look at her, went straight out and closed the door.

Only then did Meng Yuting lift her hair, revealing her beautiful face again. She looked at her painting on the balcony, her lips moved, and she seemed to pronounce a syllable, but there was no sound.

Zhang Tianyue walked through the hotel lobby and was about to leave. Suddenly, a man jumped up from the sofa in the lobby and jumped in front of her.

Zhang Tianyue was so frightened that he took a step back and almost punched him, but the man opened his mouth with a smile.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Meng Zhicheng smiled so hard that his mouth almost stretched out of his face.

Zhang Tianyue looked at him coldly: What a coincidence! He had been sitting in the lobby and rushed over when he saw her. He was obviously waiting for her. What age is this? Can the opening remarks to flirt with girls be a little sincere?

Zhang Tianyue's reaction made Meng Zhicheng very embarrassed. He had been practicing this sentence just now. It doesn't matter, the road to chasing his wife will never be smooth! They say that chasing his wife is a crematorium, where is he?

Meng Zhicheng blinked and approached Zhang Tianyue with a mysterious look on his face: "I have already agreed with your father to put all those messy thoughts to rest today and go home and concentrate on loving my wife."

Zhang Tianyue frowned but still said nothing.

Meng Zhicheng raised his eyebrows and raised his index finger at her in a mean manner: "Come on, follow me."

Zhang Tianyue followed Meng Zhicheng to the luxurious box of the restaurant. She was very curious about the messy thoughts of her father that Meng Zhicheng mentioned just now.

Professor Fang always said that there was someone outside Mr. Zhang, but he never confirmed it. Because of this, the couple had various quarrels, which made her often worry about taking sides.

If Meng Zhicheng could give her an accurate answer, the endless war at home might be over.

Meng Zhicheng crouched, tiptoed and unscrewed the door handle of the box, pushed it open slightly, and called Zhang Tianyue over.

Zhang Tianyue was very disdainful of Meng Zhicheng's behavior as a thief. Voyeurism was unethical, not to mention that the person being spied on was her father. However, curiosity kills the cat, and Zhang Tianyue couldn't resist the temptation, so she finally got in on the act.

The first thing she saw was the large monitor on the wall of the private room. On the screen, beautiful photos of Sister Zhang Zhilin took turns to appear, with squandering and charming flowers.

Zhang Tianyue looked inside again, and saw Zhang Chengguo, her father, a famous successful entrepreneur and the owner of the Hualmei Hotel chain, sitting on the sofa, sometimes happily, sometimes very melancholy, looking at the beauty on the monitor, mumbling words.

"Zhilin, you have reached the age of getting married... Then live a good life. But you must stay the way you are now..."

Zhang Chengguo blinked, as if with tears in his eyes: "Don't let life wear down your good temper, be a good woman..."

"I can't like you anymore. You are a married woman. I am also a moral person..."

Zhang Tianyue couldn't listen anymore, closed the door for his father, and grabbed Meng Zhicheng's collar.

"Do you have time?"
Chapter completed!