Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

The car stopped outside Qinghe Hotel, Ruan Xiya was a little confused, and subconsciously looked at the driver.

Immediately thinking of what the driver said before, she pursed her lips, guessing that this was He Jingyuan's arrangement again, she simply closed her mouth without asking.

Seeing a car stop, the waiter at the entrance of the hotel hurried over to help Ruan Xiya open the car door.

Ruan Xiya got out of the car expressionlessly and stood there, waiting for the driver to take her suitcase.

"Madam, sir has reserved a presidential suite for you, please come with me."

Hearing the voice, Ruan Xiya turned her head to look over, and met the respectful lobby manager.

Ruan Xiya glanced back at the driver, nodded to the lobby manager, and followed her all the way to the front desk.

Seeing Ruan Xiya approaching, the front desk lady immediately handed over a room card with a smile.

"Ma'am, here is your room card, I wish you a good dream tonight."

Nodding slightly to the front desk lady, Ruan Xiya followed the lobby manager and walked straight to the elevator.

Looking at the constantly changing numbers on the elevator screen, Ruan Xiya was a little unaccustomed to such a corrupt life.

Looking at the lobby manager through the mirror in the elevator, Ruan Xiya pursed her lips and asked curiously, "When was the room booked?"

Hearing this, the lobby manager was stunned for a moment before saying respectfully: "It was booked last night."

"Ah."

"Ding……"

Ruan Xiya nodded and walked out of the elevator first.

Surprised to see that there was only one door outside the elevator, facing such a familiar scene, Ruan Xiya twitched the corners of her mouth, let the lobby manager open the door for her and smiled respectfully at her.

"Madam, if you have any questions, you can call the front desk at any time or contact me directly. If you have luggage, the waiter will bring it in for you later."

"Well, I got it." Ruan Xiya nodded, suddenly thought of something, paused, turned to the lobby manager and said, "Save a table for me in the restaurant. I want to have lunch with them in the restaurant."

"Okay, ma'am."

The lobby manager nodded respectfully, turned around, walked to the elevator and pressed the elevator.

Ruan Xiya opened the door expressionlessly and walked into the presidential suite. Ruan Xiya closed the door, pursed her lips and cursed fiercely: "Corruption!"

After visiting the entire presidential suite, Ruan Xiya stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and was so angry that she called He Jingyuan directly.

As soon as the phone was connected, she immediately yelled at the person opposite: "He Jingyuan, are you insane! I'm here on a business trip, not on vacation! Besides, why do I have to live in such a big room alone? Is there really nothing wrong with your brain?"

There was silence on the phone for a long while before Fu Yang's voice came: "Ma'am, sir has gone to a meeting and forgot to bring his mobile phone."

"..." Ruan Xiya rubbed the center of her brows, a little unacceptable that she showed such a rude side in front of an outsider.

Quickly jotting down He Jingyuan's note in the small notebook in her heart, Ruan Xiya took two deep breaths to try to calm herself down.

"When He Jingyuan comes back, please tell him for me. I really don't like it! Such a big room!"

Hearing this, Fu Yang rubbed the center of his brows, and suddenly Fuzhi had a brain hole.

Could it be that Ruan Xiya is actually... afraid of ghosts! ?
Thinking of this possibility, Fu Yang immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly surrendered tremblingly: "Ma'am, I'm sorry!"

"what???"