Lin Yuan glanced at his watch; it was almost 10 p.m.
It's so late, I don't want to bother anymore.
Let's book a presidential suite.
The receptionist was a young woman with exquisite makeup and a sweet smile.
She bowed slightly and said politely, "Yes, sir. The presidential suite is our hotel's top-of-the-line room type, with very luxurious facilities, and the price is 50,000 yuan per night."
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, smiled slightly, and said with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Fifty thousand? Fine, I'll open one."
He casually pulled out a black card and handed it to the receptionist.
Xia Qingxue, looking rather reserved, stood beside him, gently tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "Brother Yuan, don't be so flamboyant, keep a low profile."
Lin Yuan smiled slightly, looking at her with doting eyes.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I have so much money in this card I can't even count it all, fifty thousand is nothing!"
Xia Qingxue couldn't help but laugh and gently punched him.
"Can't you say something nice?"
Lin Yuan laughed and rubbed her shoulder.
"I'm just telling the truth, doesn't that sound better?"
The receptionist took the card, skillfully operated the system, then looked up and smiled, saying, "Sir, your room is ready. By the way, our hotel offers turndown service; would you like that?"
Lin Yuan paused, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Turndown service? What's that?"
Xia Qingxue also looked curious and nodded gently.
The receptionist smiled and patiently explained, "Turndown service is a thoughtful service provided by the hotel for our guests. After 9 p.m., our staff will come into the room, make the bed, unfold the blankets, and leave a goodnight card and some snacks. If it's a double room, we'll also prepare two cups of hot milk to help guests fall asleep better."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan's eyes lit up slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "There's such a service? I've learned something new!"
Xia Qingxue blushed, coughed lightly, and said in a low voice, "Um... with me here, there's no need."
The receptionist smiled slightly, but her eyes held a hint of prejudice as she couldn't help but tease her.
"Miss, are you shy? Don't worry, our waiters are all professionally trained and very professional."
Xia Qingxue's face turned even redder, and she quickly waved her hand.
"No, no, I just feel it's not quite right. After all, we can make our own beds."
Seeing Xia Qingxue blush, Lin Yuan couldn't help but laugh and affectionately ruffled her hair.
"Alright, stop making things difficult for the young lady. We can handle it ourselves. But Qingxue, the way you're blushing, are you thinking something else?"
Xia Qingxue was so embarrassed that she pinched him hard.
"You're the one who's got the wrong idea!"
Lin Yuan laughed heartily, took the room key, and led Xia Qingxue into the presidential suite.
The room is spacious and bright, luxuriously decorated, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offer a dazzling view of the city at night.
Xia Qingxue walked into the room, looked around, and exclaimed with a hint of amazement, "Wow, Master, this place is so beautiful!"
Lin Yuan smiled slightly, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, then walked to the French windows, placed his hands on the windowsill, and looked somewhat dissatisfied.
"It's not bad, at least it can help you relax."
Xia Qingxue walked to his side, gently leaned on his shoulder, and whispered, "Brother Yuan, you must be very tired today."
Lin Yuan smiled slightly, turned around and put his arm around her waist.
"Thankfully, with you here, it's all worth it, no matter how tired I am."
Xia Qingxue raised her head, her eyes full of tenderness.
"Master, I will do everything I can to stay with you."
Lin Yuan lowered his head, his gaze deep, as if trying to see through her.
Xia Qingxue's face flushed slightly, her eyes filled with happiness.
The two stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, adding warmth to the luxurious presidential suite.
Lin Yuan lay on the Simmons bed, the sheets as white as snow, while he leaned lazily against the headboard, his eyes glazed over, seemingly still savoring the moments of last night.
His fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the bed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Last night, Xia Qingxue's every little gesture and every coquettish word replayed in his mind like scenes from a movie.
"This woman is getting better and better at being charming and coquettish."
As Lin Yuan thought to himself, he closed his eyes, and images of Xia Qingxue's blushing and playful gestures from last night, as well as her shy demeanor when she leaned on his shoulder, floated into his mind.
He couldn't help but chuckle and muttered to himself, "This Sister Xue usually seems quite composed, but she can be quite mischievous when it really matters."
His fingers unconsciously rubbed the blanket.
However, this tenderness was quickly replaced by distress upon recalling this moment.
Lin Yuan opened his eyes in a daze, sat up, leaned against the headboard, hugged his knees, and looked somewhat forlorn.
Today, Xia Qingxue has to go back to deal with matters at the villa and won't have time to spend with me.
Seriously, women always have so much to do.
"Am I, a grown man, just supposed to stay at home waiting for women to come and keep me company?"
He sighed, his gaze sweeping around the room as if searching for something.
Finally, his gaze fell on the phone on the bedside table.
He reached for his phone, unlocked it, and casually browsed through it.
The screen displayed various messages, mostly work-related, but also some greetings from other women.
Lin Yuan looked at these messages.
There are so many women that sometimes even you can't remember them all.
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