One of the clerks took his card and business card and went to find the manager.
The remaining clerks stared at him closely, motionless.
Han Murphy smiled softly, picked up the necklace, and looked at it carefully.
Such bright colors. Those who like this kind of necklace must have a life full of colors.
With his temper, he would never like this kind of thing in his life.
"Mr. Han," the manager respectfully held the bill and came over and said, "Mr. Han, don't blame them. Not many people can afford this necklace, so they are very careful."
"It doesn't matter." Han Murphy said lightly.
"Next time, when Mr. Han comes, please call in advance and I will ask them to close the door and receive Mr. Han exclusively." The manager said while handing over a business card.
After accepting the business card, Han Murphy signed his name on the bill: "Okay, next time I will ask the secretary in London to call you first."
Putting down the pen, he asked again: "What kind of clothes do you think this necklace will look good with?"
Waking up in the morning, Xiaoxiao opened her hazy eyes, turned her head, and looked at the white window screen.
Wisps of sunlight spilled into the room from the translucent patterns and fell on the white carpet.
Han Murphy likes darkness, so except for her room, the rest of the suite has heavy curtains drawn all day long.
However, one good thing about Han Murphy is that he never forces her to do anything she doesn't like.
Turning her head, she saw Han Feifei nestling in her arms like a child.
She reached out and stroked his black hair, inhaling his breath greedily.
Probably Han Murphy felt uncomfortable being harassed by her, so he pulled away her hand in a daze, turned over, buried his head in the bed, and then stayed in bed.
This guy is very strange. Every time she goes to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he wakes up and follows her to pee.
But during the day, I always have to stay in bed and not get up.
When she thought about this, she started to make fun of her.
She spread her arms and hugged Han Murphy from behind, pressing against him tightly.
His shoulders were very broad, and holding him from behind made her feel full of security.
After a warm moment, her fingers began to slide down, along his shoulders, chest, and abdominal muscles, all the way down...
At the most critical moment, she felt her hand being grabbed violently.