In another presidential suite next door, He Yucheng handled some official duties and then took a sip of tea from his tea cup.
He casually asked Jiang Mo, "What is she doing now?"
"She? Ask Miss Mo? She ate most of the meal she prepared and was taken to her room to rest. The housekeeper reported that she was taking a bath and was said to be in a good mood."
You've eaten most of the meal and are you still in a good mood? Thinking of Mo Wanxi who was standing in the lobby and being bullied until she burst into tears and wanted to cry, He Yucheng felt like laughing inexplicably.
Seeing his CEO's slightly raised lips, Jiang Mo knew that he was in a good mood now.
"Shen Pakhao and Mok Zhendong must be feeling uncomfortable after being humiliated. They won't take their anger out on Miss Mo, right?"
"That's for sure!"
"In this case, why do you defend Miss Mo in such a big way?" Jiang Mo couldn't understand.
"Don't I like it?" He Yucheng replied calmly.
The scene from last night appeared in his mind involuntarily, the way she hugged him with a blushing face, and the red mark on the bed sheet that looked like petals.
He Yucheng's body felt an inexplicable heat. He Yucheng himself found it a bit unbelievable. He knew very well how good his concentration was, but this Mo Wanxi could make him react just by thinking about it. Isn't this too weird?
Mo Wanxi slept very soundly and didn't open her eyes until nine o'clock the next morning.
After she got up and washed herself, the housekeeper thoughtfully brought her breakfast.
Huafeng's breakfast was not generally delicious. Mo Wanxi was full and ready to leave the hotel.
Suddenly I remembered that I had eaten, drank, and stayed without paying anything since I came in last night.
They provide food, drink and lodging without paying. What the hell is Huafeng doing?
Aren't you afraid of her sneaking away?
Of course Mo Wanxi was not the kind of person who would sneak away, so she went to the front desk to pay.
The cashier at the front desk calculated it and showed the bill. One hundred and sixty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight yuan per night in the presidential suite, with free food.
As expected of Huafeng, the price of the presidential suite was not ordinary expensive, so Mo Wanxi didn't pay much attention to it.
I enjoyed the gourmet service and stayed in the presidential suite, which even if I had the money, I couldn't book. It was well worth the money.
She took out the card from her pocket and handed it to the cashier girl. The cashier girl took it and swiped it, looked up at Mo Wanxi with a smile, "Sorry, your card has been frozen!"
Mo Wanxi was stunned for a moment, then handed over another card, but it was still frozen.
She handed over all the cards in her wallet, and all of them were frozen without exception.
Unexpectedly, Mo Zhendong actually froze his card. Mo Wanxi was anxious and angry, so she immediately picked up her mobile phone and called Mo Zhendong, but Mo Zhendong didn't answer the phone.
The cashier lady looked at Mo Wanxi with a smile on her face, but Mo Wanxi felt a little embarrassed.
After staying in the presidential suite, eating so much delicious food, but having no money to pay the bills, they wouldn't regard themselves as freeloaders, right?
It would be really embarrassing if I couldn't get the money out today.
The elevator door opened, and He Yucheng walked out of it tall and tall.
Seeing Mo Wanxi standing at the front desk with a red face and a worried look, he walked over and asked, "What happened?"
Mo Wanxi was filled with resentment when she saw someone who had stolen her innocence again. Did she have a grudge against this duck?
He had stolen his innocence the night before yesterday, he had seen me crying on the street yesterday morning, and now he had discovered that he had no money to pay for the room.
Why does everything bad happen to him?
She pursed her lips and said nothing, and the cashier lady took the initiative to end the conversation, "This lady's card has been frozen and she has no money to pay for the room."
The cashier lady's words made Mo Wanxi want to find a hole to crawl into. She blushed and looked at her toes.
The duck's sweet voice, like a cello, came to my ears, "Charge it to my account!"
