Taking the key to the second-floor room from Miyano, Ruan Xianxian clicked her tongue and asked with a chuckle, "You're not staying here? Can I use the room you booked with your identity?"
She remembered that even when staying at a guesthouse, one couldn't freely visit other rooms, let alone in this large hotel that appeared relaxed on the outside but was actually quite strict on the inside.
As we were talking, we arrived at the standard guest room on the first floor. The corridor was L-shaped, and the guest room was the first one on the left.
The door opened, revealing an interior space of about 40 square meters with three wooden beds arranged side by side.
Opposite the bed are two single sofas, the floor is carpeted, and there is a crystal chandelier overhead.
The decor would be considered extremely luxurious by today's standards, befitting a lakeside hotel for entertaining important figures.
The only drawback was that the standard rooms didn't have private bathrooms, but Miyano had already taken care of that.
Gong Ye glanced around the room quickly to make sure everything was alright, then bent down to place Ruan Xianxian's bundle inside, making sure he didn't step into the female comrade's room.
The voice is calm and deep, making people feel reliable and at ease.
"It's alright! I'll talk to the person in charge later. The quiet and private environment on the second floor is more suitable for resting. I'll come pick you up tomorrow."
Miyano turned around, her footsteps gradually receding into the distance, until she finally disappeared around the corner.
Until the gaze that had watched his departing figure disappeared, Miyano leaned against the wall, his palms drenched in sweat, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.
Amidst the swirling smoke, he reached into his shirt pocket with his other hand and pulled out a piece of white paper covered in dense writing.
He lowered his eyes, staring intently at the blue ink stains on the paper.
Article One, Chapter One: A woman's will cannot be violated in the name of love.
Article 1, Chapter 8: Liking is about long-term companionship; feelings are not a cage. A balance of tension and relaxation is key to lasting happiness.
Just as Miyano was comparing the paper and thinking about whether there was anything wrong with what he had done over the past few days, a large hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.
"You're really here? Let me see what you're holding. Wait, something's not right, there's a smell of smoke coming from inside the restaurant. Which bastard was smoking inside?"
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PS: I'm here! I'm here again. Another day late. Guangguang, kneeling on the durian, took a bite of the durian peel and said dejectedly.
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