Chapter 1717: Cigarette Butts
In the dimly lit corridor, the two men stared at each other silently.
Until a certain moment, Cheng Zhiyuan took the lead in looking away, and said with a cold smile,
"what ever,"
Then he even nodded politely and returned to the room he had just walked out of.
"I originally wanted to buy her something to eat, but now I think it's not good to eat before going to bed, so forget it."
Before closing the door, he even nodded politely to Yan Yi. His beautiful eyes, backlit by the light, inexplicably had a condescending and indifferent smile.
"Then Mr. Yan should also go to bed early. Don't forget to ask the cleaning staff to clean the floor. I don't want Pian Pian to step on cigarette butts when she gets up in the morning."
Then he closed the door. There was a slight click, but Yan Yi's gaze was completely extinguished.
The professional smile he had just maintained seemed to have lost all its strength at this moment. He looked at the closed door expressionlessly, and the cigarette that was still burning in his palm was unconsciously extinguished in his palm.
The dim light in the corridor fell on the man's handsome face, like a silent sculpture in the shadows.
After a moment, he lowered his head and looked at the cigarette butts all over the floor. He couldn't help but curl his lips, his smile mocking and sharp, but he didn't know who it was directed at.
He dropped the cigarette butt in his palm, turned and walked towards his room, calling the front desk to order cleaning service as he walked.
He was on the phone and didn't notice that behind a half-open door he passed, a young man was leaning against the wall with his head down.
Only after he passed by did he raise his head and close his eyes expressionlessly.
After a moment, he gently closed the door.
The corridor was silent, with only the cigarette butts that had not been cleaned up lying on the ground, lonely under the light.
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However, in the eyes of both men, Mr. Cheng, who should be very happy at this moment, is not as warm and beautiful as they imagined.
On the contrary, not long after he stepped back, a girl in a yukata came out of the bathroom and threw a slipper at him.
"I told you I'd kick you out if I saw you after you came out of the shower, right?"
Miss Shen didn’t expect that the man was so bold and dared to disobey her.
"Get out, get out, get out."
She pushed the man toward the door.
"I'm on a film set and a public figure. Please be mindful of the impact."
So Mr. Cheng, who had just retreated, was pushed out of the door again. Before he even had time to struggle, the door that had just been closed by his rival was slammed shut in front of him mercilessly, almost hitting his face.
Cheng Zhiyuan opened his mouth slightly, holding back words of tactful request, and stood stiffly in front of the door.
After a while, the cleaning lady looked at him strangely, then looked at the cigarette butt on the ground and asked,
"Sir, was it you who called just now?"
Cheng Zhiyuan looked down at the cigarette butts scattered on the floor, his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he replied in a cold and hard voice,
"no."
The aunt was stunned when she heard this, then she lowered her head and curled her lips, her contempt obvious.
I didn't expect that a grown man would not admit the uncivilized things he did. It's really embarrassing.
Cheng Zhiyuan:...
Mr. Cheng, who had no words to express his grievances, turned around angrily and swiped his card into a room like a moving iceberg. Wherever he went, it seemed as if visible frost was spreading.
The cleaning lady who was left behind couldn't help but shiver.
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Didn't get a good night's sleep.
Ever since Mr. Cheng opened his Weibo account, his phone has never stopped vibrating.
When he opened the app while lying in bed, he found that the number of followers of his new Weibo account had increased to 200,000, and the number was still rising rapidly.
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