Somehow that day, as soon as the interview was over, she and her colleagues came out of the interview room and ran into him.
At that time, he was accompanied by several people, all wearing uniforms, who were probably inspecting the work.
Just like when he met her in the hospital that day, he still left after looking at her, acting indifferently as if they didn't know each other.
Jian Qian stood there, waiting for him to go far before she remembered that she had to leave.
A colleague asked her: "That seems to be Mr. Feng."
"Really? I didn't recognize it."
Jian Qian retorted lightly.
"It really seems like it, but it's much more indifferent than before. Am I admitting my mistake?"
"I heard that this hotel is a subsidiary of the Feng Group, so I shouldn't admit it."
Another colleague said again.
Jian Qian still told herself not to think too much, she was just here on a business trip.
"Let's go back later."
"Ah? It's a night of fun. When we went out with Teacher Zhuo, we also wanted to have some fun. There are a lot of delicious food here. Let's go eat together in the evening."
"Then you stay, I have to go back first if I have something to do."
Jian Qian was determined not to stay.
She didn't know whether she didn't dare or didn't want to.
She must not want to. Why is she so afraid?
After returning to her room, she felt sick to her stomach again. She ran to the bathroom and vomited before the cappuccino reached her mouth.
There was a knock in the room, she wiped her mouth and opened the door, "Who?"
"Miss Jian, this is the dessert sent by our President Feng. I hope Miss Jian will have a pleasant experience in our hotel."
The staff are humble yet enthusiastic.
Jian Qian looked at the snacks on the tray, they were all her favorites.
During the few times they had sex, she did say some things she liked.
However, I never thought that he would remember it.
From this point of view, Mr. Feng's memory is really poor.
It makes more sense if he can remember the day she came to be his aunt.
Not on purpose.
I just have a good memory.
"Thanks."
Jian Qian nodded and asked someone to send the things in.
Not long after, she sat on the sofa and wanted to find someone else to eat with her, but after thinking about it, it was better to do less than to do more. If others asked, she would still have to explain, so she tasted it slowly by herself.
In fact, she has stayed in many hotels, especially with Zhuo Jian in the past two years.
But this is the most delicious dessert she has ever tasted anywhere except Starlight.
However, when she opened the beautiful American teapot, she thought it contained green tea, black tea or the like, but it only contained a few roses.
Naturally, their hotel is no ordinary rose.
What's the use?
This child has to be removed anyway.
She poured tea, and the scent of roses came to her nostrils, very warm.
My heart seems to be getting sweeter.
She picked up the tea and smelled it first, then took a sip.
I actually have no appetite for anything these days, but today...
Before dinner, she ate the last snack on the table and drank the last cup of tea.
Someone in the WeChat group asked her to go to dinner, but she refused everyone's warm offer because she felt uncomfortable.
Then I walked around the room alone for a few minutes. When my stomach felt comfortable, I returned to the sofa.
In front of it was a large floor-to-ceiling window, and the outside was shrouded in night, and soon a few stars were scattered there.
