Next to her, Sun Miao followed Sun Youbin's words in a low voice, "I accidentally spilled it too."
She stared innocently.
Yu Wanwan lowered her head and looked at the orange stain on her chest. She was not particularly annoyed, but instead felt a trace of envy and sadness in her heart.
Her former father also protected her unconditionally, and she could no longer coquettishly call her "Daddy".
Suddenly, the arrogance was taken away from her, and she leaned over gracefully, "It doesn't matter, I'll change."
Yu Wanwan was led to the lounge by the waiter. The waiter brought her a simple white dress, which was sleeveless.
Yu Wanwan put it on and was zipping it up when she heard the sound of the door opening. She quickly picked up the coat she brought and put it on her body, covering her arms.
Then he turned his head warily.
The waiter came in with a glass of boiling water, "Manager Sun said that he was sorry that Miss Yu was frightened and asked me to pour a cup of hot water for Miss Yu."
I didn't even take a break here, I wasted so much time talking, Yu Wanwan was indeed a little thirsty.
She walked over, bent down to pick up the water cup, and looked up to see the water dispenser in the corner of the room. Then she lowered her eyes and looked at the cup in her hand. What was inside was as clear as a sweet spring.
She put it to her lips and was about to drink it, but suddenly thought of something, raised her head and said to the waiter: "Bring this skirt to Manager Sun's daughter Sun Miao for me, tell her 118,000, give her a shot
Give it to me at a discount of 100,000 yuan."
As she said that, she picked up the pen on the coffee table, took out a piece of napkin and wrote down the genetic bank card number and handed it to the waiter, "Just type it into my card."
"This..." The waiter was embarrassed.
Yu Wanwan smiled and said, "Just convey the message. Whether Miss Sun pays or not has nothing to do with you."
The waiter pursed his lips and took the skirt and paper helplessly, "Okay."
She responded and went out. When she reached the door, she closed the door and glanced into the room. Yu Wanwan raised her head to drink water.
The door closed with a soft sound.
Yu Wanwan quickly walked to the water dispenser and poured the water into the waste water box of the water dispenser. Then she sat down on the sofa and placed the water cup on the coffee table.
Lean your head back.
I opened my eyes and looked at the silver dial. The hour hand pointed at half past seven.
‘Tuk Tuk’
There was a knock on the door and she immediately closed her eyes again.
When she heard the footsteps approaching, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then a middle-aged man's voice sounded from above, "Miss Yu?"
It’s Sun Youbin.
Yu Wanwan closed her eyes and did not respond. The man's breath came closer, "Miss Yu?"
The voice was right next to my ears, mixed with a bit of lewdness and arrogant laughter.
Yu Wanwan sighed secretly, there was something wrong with that cup of fruit.
"Miss Yu is drunk. Let me take you back to the hotel."
As he spoke, Sun Youbin grabbed one of Yu Wanwan's arms, dragged her up, and put his arm around her waist.
Yu Wanwan was so disgusted that she wanted to vomit, but it was not time to wake up yet. Sun Youbin was the project manager of the Urban Construction Engineering Department. He was responsible for supplying materials and checking. This was a good opportunity.
Yu Wanwan was held softly by Sun Youbin on his shoulders.
Go downstairs from the freight elevator and take the back door of the hotel.
Someone answered at the elevator entrance, a young man. He looked at Sun Youbin tying up the unconscious Yu Wanwan and was a little worried, "Manager Sun, nothing will happen to us like this, right?"
"What could happen?" Sun Youbin snorted disdainfully, "If Yu Zhenghai knew in heaven that his daughter was pushed out by Su Yanshen to become a social butterfly and slept with her everywhere, I'm afraid he would never rest in peace."
