At this moment.

"Buzzing..."

Su Qingjiao raised an eyebrow and answered the phone; it was her mother's voice on the other end.

"Daughter, where are you now?"

"Zhou Yi seems really angry today. We humiliated him in front of the housekeeper and even tried to lock him in the basement. Do you think we should go and apologize?"

“He’s showing no mercy at all now. This maid’s quarters is so crowded, we even have to use the communal toilets, and the wardrobe is so small, there’s not even enough room for all my clothes.”

"Daughter, what are we going to do in the future?"

Su Qingjiao raised her hand to stop the manager's apologetic voice, covered her phone, and frowned as she asked, "Why are you in such a panic? Has that old woman Aunt Zhou left yet?"

Su's mother said uneasily, "No, Aunt Zhou is staying here for dinner."

Hearing the worry in her mother's words, Su Qingjiao calmly comforted her: "What is there to apologize for? My dignity and integrity do not allow me to give in to a domestic abuser who will stop at nothing to win my heart!"

"Mom, don't worry."

“He’s just angry right now. He’s been angry before, but what happened in the end? He always came back to appease me the next day. Once Aunt Zhou leaves, Zhou Yi will definitely come begging me to go back.”

"Just bear with it for now. When Zhou Yi begs me, I'll make him compensate you double."

Su's mother thought about it and realized that it was true; it had happened before.

Several times, Zhou Yi was so angry that his face turned red and he wanted to get angry and lose his temper, but in the end he still held back and endured it. Not long after, he would smile and try to please his daughter.

Relieved, Su's mother smiled confidently and said, "Of course, who is my daughter? If Zhou Yi really wanted to neglect you, he would have done so years ago. It's been three or four years now. Unless you're head over heels in love, how could you stay in love for three or four years?"

"He's just angry right now. Once he calms down, he'll listen to whatever you say."

"Make him apologize to me properly, give me the best room in the villa, and compensate me tenfold. Otherwise, you can't forgive him easily."

"Men are just like that, they cherish what they can't have the most."

The mother and daughter chatted for a few more minutes, both quite certain that Zhou Yi was just emotional and would be begging Su Qingjiao to go back in no time.

After all, it's always been like this, hasn't it?

This time it just went a little overboard, it's not a big deal.

After hanging up the phone, Su Qingjiao put down her phone and waved to the smiling manager, saying, "Never mind, since we have guests, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Let's have the side presidential suite then."

The manager breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Su Qingjiao agree.

This is the white moonlight that Young Master Zhou cherishes. He has seen how good Young Master Zhou was to this woman before.

Nine times out of ten, this is the future Mrs. Zhou, and he must serve her well.

"Miss Su, I'll take you upstairs."

The receptionists watched with curiosity as the manager personally escorted Su Qingjiao upstairs; they had never seen the manager show such importance to anyone before.

Who is this Miss Su in front of me?

Could he be the mastermind behind it all?

The elevator doors on the top floor opened, and Su Qingjiao stepped out, carrying a bag.

But just then—

Su Qingjiao caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in a black shirt out of the corner of her eye. Her sixth sense kicked in, and she subconsciously frowned in displeasure.

She wanted to confirm who the person was, but the person was wearing a black mask and entered the presidential suite in the blink of an eye.

Although only half of his profile was visible, and even that was obscured by a mask, Su Qingjiao recognized him at a glance by his aura, which was colder than a snow lotus.

It's her?!

It's her again!

They're like a persistent ghost!

Su Qingjiao gave a venomous snort: "Manager, what's the name of the person staying in the presidential suite?"

The manager hesitated, "Logically, we shouldn't disclose the guest's name... Never mind, I'll call the front desk and ask."

Su Qingjiao was pleased with the manager's sensible manner. She curled her lips and walked into the side presidential suite with an arrogant expression.

There are only two rooms on the top floor, and there is a dedicated elevator to the top floor, so you won't go to the wrong floor.

A short while later, the manager asked for the name of the guest staying in the main presidential suite.

"Shen Bingyan?!"

"Hmph, I knew it was her." Su Qingjiao sneered with disdain. She could let others stay in the presidential suite, and she could let others surpass her in living in better accommodations, but she absolutely could not let it be Shen Bingyan.

Shen Bingyan was in the same school as her, but in a different class. She rarely attended classes or showed up, and she was usually very secretive, so no one knew what she was doing.

Su Qingjiao knew about her because Shen Bingyan liked Zhou Yi!

Zhou Yi is unaware of this matter yet. Under her strict surveillance, Zhou Yi doesn't even know who Shen Bingyan is.

Su Qingjiao will never forget that afternoon not long ago. She had just transferred to this school through the Zhou family's connections. On the same day that she transferred, this woman was also there!

At that moment, Shen Bingyan's stunningly beautiful face was reflected in her pupils as she coldly tossed her a letter, asking her to pass it on to Zhou Yi.

Sunlight shone on Shen Bingyan's face, making her skin as smooth as jade. Her slender and shapely figure was as dazzling as a golden mountain under the sun, which made Su Qingjiao's feelings of inferiority surge up.

Su Qingjiao outwardly promised Shen Bingyan that she would personally deliver the letter to Zhou Yi, but then she turned around, opened and read Shen Bingyan's letter, and threw it into the toilet. This kind of love letter should be mixed with excrement and urine.

In fact, many girls had written love letters to Zhou Yi, but Su Qingjiao didn't care at all about those ordinary girls, and even wanted to laugh.

Only this woman named Shen Bingyan!

The moment this person appeared, Su Qingjiao felt both panicked and hostile.

Perhaps it was the air of wealth and privilege that this woman possessed, an air she could never cultivate in her entire life, or perhaps it was the woman's flawless and exquisite face that made her feel inferior and disgusted.

Su Qingjiao gently swirled the wine in her glass and instructed the manager in a condescending tone:

"Is there any way to get her out of here? I don't want to see her in the hotel."

The manager's heart skipped a beat, feeling that Su Qingjiao was incredibly ungrateful.

They are a hotel, a service industry business. How could they possibly kick out their customers?

The manager wanted to dissuade him, but then he thought that given how much Zhou Shao valued and doted on Su Qingjiao, Su Qingjiao was very likely to become the owner of this hotel in the future.

He was just a salaried manager; it didn't matter if he offended customers, the most important thing was not to offend the boss.

After only a few seconds of hesitation, the manager immediately smiled and said, "Of course, I'll take care of it right away."

"I hope Miss Su will put in a good word for me with Young Master Zhou in the future."