The waiter respectfully said: "This is the hotel's regulations, and the guests who stay in the hotel will provide meals for free."
Xia Zhenai frowned and did not doubt him. Let the waiter push the dining car into the suite.
When the waiter was about to leave, he did not forget to hand it to Xia Zhenai's small box: "Miss Xia, this is the hotel attached to the guest, please collect it."
Xia Zhenai took a look suspiciously, and took the waiter to leave, so she opened it, and her eyes were shaking suddenly.
It turned out to be an ointment.
Moreover, how could her feet scratch, how could she be so happened?
Xia Zhenai was even more strange. His eyes fell slightly towards the dining car, and immediately opened the insulation lid-
It's all Chinese food.
Moreover, most of them cater to her taste.
Chinese food is prepared by the hotel to cater to her identity.
But why is the hotel so clear about her taste?
The only explanation-
Someone ordered behind it.
Who will be?
Is it ...
Xia Zhenai thought of something. Immediately walked over, picked up the phone call, dialed the service number of the hotel, and was quickly answered.
A polite voice came: "Hello, what can I help you?"
"Ointment, are you sending the wrong person?" Xia Zhen Aiyang made his eyebrows: "And, are you sure I am in the ordinary suite?"
The reception lady immediately asked Xia Zhenai's room number.
After Xia Zhenai reported, the lady received a smile: "Each suite of our hotel is accompanied by a medicine box, and found that the lady's suite lacks a ointment."
"..."
"And Miss Xia's suites are indeed ordinary suite. If you have any dissatisfaction with the suite in the stay, all the hotel suite can be selected for you."
Xia Zhenai narrowed her eyes and laughed: "I am just an ordinary guest. I have such a great power to let me choose a suite?"
The reception lady stunned: "This is our hotel's regulations, the purpose is to make guests feel like a guest."
"Really?" Xia Zhenai pulled his lips: "Did anyone tell you?"
"Miss, I don't understand what you mean?" The reception lady whispered.
"If you don't say it, think for my own safety ..." Xia Zhenai threatened: "Then I can only check out."
The reception lady helplessly said: "Miss, I just work, I really don't know anything."
Xia Zhenai raised his legs and said lightly: "Well, let your hotel's highest person in charge tell me, otherwise, I will leave immediately."
The reception lady immediately said, "Miss, please wait a little, I immediately ask our hotel manager."
"Okay, ten minutes!" Xia Zhenai hung up the phone, and his eyes slowly fell off the dining car aside. He probably guess who it was.
In less than ten minutes, the call of the suite sounded.
It is the receptionist who told it, and tomorrow will let that person meet Xia Zhenai.
Xia Zhenai got the answer, and then hung up the phone with satisfaction, opened the medicine box, took out the ointment, and gently wiped it on the scabbing of his feet.
Touching the cold feeling, the pain of the wound immediately relieved.
However, her heart had a warm current.
In addition to Leng Haoxuan, who would be so exhausted?
Does he really know she came to him?!
Mowing
Mowing
The next day.
Xia Zhenai met with the lady yesterday and met that person met at the hotel and restaurant.
I got up early in the morning, she ate breakfast and was ready to go downstairs.
When she first walked out of the elevator's door, a pure English cavity sounded behind her: "It was really you ..."