Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Xin Ziwen nodded, without saying anything, turned around and entered the elevator, the waiter rubbed his forehead in confusion, what does this mean?

When Xin Ziwen was in the car, he heard Xin Furong's voice on the phone, and vaguely heard a number of 18, but he couldn't hear the specific number clearly, but he guessed and knew that if Xin Furong's friend stayed in a hotel, it should be the presidential suite , especially in a hotel like Jinshang, it is very difficult to get a presidential suite. It costs tens of thousands a night. How can ordinary people afford it?

And after he casually tricked the waiter just now, he was even more sure that the person Xin Furong was looking for was on the eighteenth floor.

He made his way to the top eighteenth floor.

Standing in front of the only door, waiting quietly.

In the suite, Xin Furong listened to what Mo Ziqi said with an ugly expression, clenched her fists tightly, and gritted her teeth.

Fat Mao'er looked at her with some sympathy. He heard that Ru Mengqi was her cousin and they had a good relationship. She must be very sad to be poached like this, right?

She couldn't help stretching out her little paws, walked up to her with short legs, and was just about to jump on top of her to comfort her, when Mo Ziqi snatched her up again.

Mo Ziqi touched the fat cat in his arms: "They are on the thirteenth floor, No. 1304."

During the time when Xin Furong arrived, Mo Ziqi had already asked people to find out the room number.

"I see, thank you!" Xin Furong nodded coldly, because she was too chilled and angry, she didn't notice the weird fat cat under her feet.

Xin Furong went out with a cold face, saw Xin Ziwen at the elevator entrance outside the door, didn't even pause, entered the elevator and pressed down on the thirteenth floor, Xin Ziwen saw her expression was wrong, and followed her in.

In the suite, Lu Hanfan asked Mo Ziqi: "Shall we go down and have a look?"

"Meow, do you want to go?" Mo Ziqi asked the fat cat in his arms.

"Meow." Can I go?

Fat Cat naturally wanted to go, his heart was itching, it was so much fun to catch rape.

Fat Mao'er's eyes were shining, and he knew at a glance that he wanted to go. Mo Ziqi patted her little head helplessly and dotingly, and carried her out.

The elevator descends from floor to floor.

The fat cat fluttered its furry ears, and felt that it seemed that it had heard the quarrel outside before getting out of the elevator, and the little cat's heart was even more excited.

But—when the elevator opens.

They didn't hear the quarrel, Fat Cat was extremely confused and anxious, waving his little paw to tell Mo Ziqi to leave quickly.

"Bang bang bang..." There was a sudden knock on the door.

Fat Mao'er was excited, and jumped out of Mo Ziqi's arms with a small body. After getting out of the elevator, he turned a corner and saw a man and a woman standing in front of a certain room not far away. paused.

Mo Ziqi followed behind Fat Mao'er, took advantage of the opportunity to hug Fat Mao'er who had stopped, and stroked her small head to soothe her impatient little cat's heart.

Xin Furong was still knocking on the door with a cold face, comparing her strength, Xin Ziwen stood behind her indifferently, did not help, but there was also a cold evil spirit in her lowered eyes.

The two brothers and sisters sensed that there was someone in the corridor, and turned their heads at the same time. Xin Furong took a look and then continued to knock on the door, but Xin Ziwen didn't look away. Ziqi's body.