There are only three beds in the family room, but the children's bed is decorated with green plants, so it is five gold coins more expensive than an ordinary triple room.

The presidential suite is an independent space with two floors, a kitchen, three bathrooms, a master bedroom and four secondary bedrooms. The bedroom configuration is similar to that of the theme room and is suitable for team living.

These two room types have the lowest occupancy rates so far.

All five presidential suites are vacant, not a single one has been booked.

With just ordinary rooms, you will never reach a turnover of one million gold coins.

The bus can only go as far as the swamp.

Gu Huaiwei needs to open up the road between the swamp and the central city area so that customers with purchasing power can come and stay in the hotel smoothly.

There is still a lot to do.

There is still a long way to go.

There are still things to do in the real world. Before the holiday, Gu Huaiwei asked Lin She to sell more membership cards to customers.

In the real world, on the eve of the auction.

Jiang Richen drove himself and waited for Gu Huaiwei downstairs of the apartment.

The car window was half open, Jiang Richen was sitting in the driver's seat, his slender fingers lightly gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles distinct. The sunlight shone through the window onto his profile, outlining his handsome features with distinct lines.

The uncles and aunts passing by couldn't help but look in his direction, wondering whose son he was and why he looked so handsome.

Jiang Richen also enjoyed the feeling of being watched.

Gu Huaiwei went downstairs and saw Jiang Richen’s car from a distance.

The car is good, it seems to be a global limited edition.

Recently, due to the hotel upgrade, too many handsome men and beautiful women have been walking around in front of Gu Huaiwei, causing her to feel a little aesthetically fatigued.

Gu Huaiwei got into the car directly without even giving Jiang Richen a glance.

Jiang Richen was somewhat unhappy with Gu Huaiwei's neglect of him.

Didn't she see his new hairdo?

The disguise cannot be dropped.

Jiang Richen glanced at Gu Huaiwei with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "I'll take you to buy some new clothes first."

Pretentious.

Gu Huaiwei pretended not to see his eye play.

“Don’t bother, just go to the Jiang family.

Your sister has a lot of clothes left by my older sister that I can wear."

Gu Huaiwei didn't want to waste time.

Jiang Richen listened and refused in a somewhat forceful tone: "No, those are old clothes. You are my important guest and need to wear a custom-made dress."

"It doesn't matter whether it's new or old. Doesn't your sister wear my sister's clothes every day?" Gu Huaiwei said sarcastically.

Jiang Richen sighed and explained, "Yingyue cares about your sister very much and regards the things your sister left behind as treasures."

"More than just caring, she almost wants to have plastic surgery to look like my sister." Gu Huaiwei responded coldly.

"You don't have to be so harsh in every word you say. She doesn't mean any harm."

Gu Huaiwei was too lazy to reply to him. She just crossed her arms, looked out the window, and watched the scenery passing by in silence.

Jiang Richen turned his wrist slightly, and the car followed his rhythm to turn perfectly. He looked at the asphalt road in front of him covered with fallen petals and said softly, "You have a similar body shape to your sister. If you wear her clothes, I will mistake you for her."

"..." Gu Huaiwei's scalp tingled when she heard this. She wanted to say, if your eyesight is not good, just go to an ophthalmologist, don't act like a romantic here.

"Changge is my fiancée, I miss her more than anyone else." Jiang Richen's voice revealed a hint of suppressed pain, "I will never forget the vows we made back then, even if she disappears.

We once promised to grow old together, have a child together, and become the happiest family of three..."

Gu Huaiwei still didn't speak.

"The happier I was before, the more painful I am now..." Jiang Richen was immersed in his own little world.

Gu Huaiwei endured it.

"I'm willing to give my life in exchange for Changge to come back to me."

Human patience has its limits.

Jiang Richen noticed that Gu Huaiwei frowned slightly and her fingers secretly clenched her sleeves. Thinking that his words had touched her, he spoke more vigorously.

“I know I shouldn’t look for her in you, but I can’t help it.

Missing someone like this is like a wildfire spreading...”

Depend on!

I can’t stand it anymore!

“Beep—beep—beep—!”

Gu Huaiwei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, finally couldn't stand Jiang Richen's nonsense anymore and reached out and honked the horn a few times.

The continuous honking of horns echoed in the car, sharp and piercing, scaring Jiang Richen so much that his pupils dilated and he stepped on the emergency brake. The awkward performance was replaced by a look of fear on his face.

"Gu Huaiwei, what are you doing?!" The car stopped urgently on the side of the road, and double lights flashed. Jiang Richen suppressed his anger and his face looked ugly.

Compared with Gu Changge's intelligence, beauty and gentleness, in Jiang Richen's eyes, Gu Huaiwei is simply an unreasonable crazy woman.

Gu Huaiwei calmed down and said expressionlessly, "Didn't you say I look like my sister? Is this how you speak loudly to my sister?"

Jiang Richen was choked by her words.

He took a deep breath and said with a sad face: "You honked the horn suddenly, which interfered with my driving. You are still in my car, and I can't let you get hurt."

"President Jiang, you're talking to me and you keep glancing at me along the way. Isn't that distracting?"

Gu Huaiwei glanced at him and said, "Also, don't hold the steering wheel with one hand when driving.

Slow down when turning and remember to use your turn signal when changing lanes.

Honestly, your car is of very poor quality."

"Hmm? You seem to know quite a bit?" Jiang Richen's originally stern face darkened, and anger gradually emerged in his eyes.

Gu Huaiwei climbed up the pole and nodded with a smile: "I got full marks in subject one."

"Who asked you that?!" Jiang Richen took a deep breath, "Forget it, considering Changge is missing and you've been in a bad mood recently, I won't bother with you."

Jiang Richen didn't say a word for the rest of the journey. He was tense the whole time, wary of Gu Huaiwei suddenly getting angry or causing any other trouble.

Gu Huaiwei hummed a little tune along the way.

When he shut up, her mood improved.

Jiang family.

Jiang Yingyue's eyes were red as she watched Gu Huaiwei try on her favorite skirts one by one, her heart aching.

Those were all collected by her with great difficulty. Why should her father let her give them to Gu Huaiwei to wear?

Gu Huaiwei could already feel Jiang Yingyue's murderous look.

She picked out a silk emerald green evening gown from the pile of her sister's old clothes. The skirt of the gown spread out like rippling water in a lake, smooth, soft and shimmering.

"Just choose this one." Gu Huaiwei turned to look at Jiang Yingyue, whose face was full of reluctance, walked to her side, took her hand, and looked at her tenderly, "Sister wore this dress back then, and it was paired with the imperial green jade bracelet on your hand.

Yingyue, can you let me wear my sister's bracelet?"

My sister violated the rules and brought back a lot of antique paintings, calligraphy, gold and silver jewelry from another world.

Among them, only this bracelet is the most special.

It is no ordinary jade bracelet.