After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

Wen Qing rested at home for a few days, and finally plucked up the courage to go back to the hotel that day.

She was wearing a cap, sunglasses, and a mask, covering herself tightly.

She came to the hotel and tried her best to suppress the feeling of discomfort all over her body. She would tremble even if she came near this place.

Wen Qing came to the front desk and looked at the staff at the front desk.

"Hello guest, what do you need? Do you want to make a reservation?"

The receptionist showed a standard eight-tooth smile, secretly complaining that it was another day of earning 'foolish money'.

Wen Qing shook her head: "No! That's it. On the night of September 5th, my friend booked a room here - room 606, but something was left in the room, and she just discovered it. She has gone out of town now and asked me to come over and check if your cleaning staff has found anything my friend left behind."

"Oh, that's it, guest! There is currently no registration saying that anything left by the guest has been found. Could you please check with me the name of the guest who booked the room that day and what the missing items are? I'll ask the relevant staff to look for it. "

"Name is Zhang Yunxin, or Zhang Ling, lost ring."

Wen Qing couldn't help but laugh at herself, she could even be an agent.

"Okay guest, I just took a look at our hotel's backend system, and there is indeed no such registration." The front desk said seriously, "But it's a little strange-"

She suddenly realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said. After all, protecting the privacy of guests was one of their obligations.

"What's wrong? Tell me quickly. My friend's ring is very valuable. It would be bad for everyone if we can't find it and call the police."

Wen Qing's voice is delicate and gentle, but every word is sonorous and powerful, so there is no need to question it.

"Oh, good guest, don't worry."

"I happened to be on duty that day. The name of the guest who made the reservation was Zhang Yunxin, who is your friend, but the person who came to check out was a man."

The front desk was a little hesitant, but he still said it. After all, the girl in front of him knew the name, reservation date and room number of the guest who made the reservation. She was probably really a friend. Nowadays, we have seen many men and women who are entangled in love and hate working at the front desk of hotels. It is not surprising. The girl in front of me doesn’t look like she’s trying to catch someone!

"A man?"

Wen Qing was a little nervous, her hands clenched into trembling fists: "I want to check the surveillance, maybe he took my friend's ring."

"Well -" the front desk hesitated, "Unless you ask your friend to call the police himself to have permission to view our surveillance, there is nothing I can do to help."

The receptionist shrugged and said that was all he could answer.

Wen Qing didn't want to embarrass her, nor did she want to use her family's connections to investigate the matter. After all, she didn't want anyone to know about it.

Wen Qing sighed helplessly and walked out of the hotel, looking at the dazzling sun through her sunglasses, wondering what she should do.

Wen Qing walked alone on the noisy street, with busy traffic and people coming and going in the shopping malls on the street. The bustle of the whole world set off her loneliness.

She was walking aimlessly like this, and the sky that had been bright and sunny a few minutes ago suddenly turned overcast. Summer rain really comes at any time, catching people off guard.

A strong storm suddenly hit, and Wen Qing suddenly felt a chill all over his body. She hurriedly hid under a big tree on the side of the road, hoping to temporarily escape the wind and rain.

Thunder roared and lightning pierced the sky. Wen Qing hugged herself tightly and watched the torrential rain falling from the sky.

In the dense rain curtain, her body was gradually soaked, and her hair was messy and stuck to her face.

The rain and tears fell together, and time seemed to stop abruptly at this moment. The entire noisy world disappeared, and it seemed that only she and the heavy rain were left in the world.

She closed her eyes and recalled all the past events, ignoring the pouring rain because the world in her heart had long ago collapsed. On that night, that humiliating and dirty night, the happy Wen Qing had died.

At the same time, on the other side of the street corner, a familiar figure looked at Wen Qing's lonely and thin figure huddled under the tree from a distance, and couldn't help but shed tears.

She regrets so much, why did she do such an unforgivable thing out of anger? She doesn't know how to face Wen Qing, nor does she know how to face herself.