After introductions, the guests played a few icebreaker games, followed by a buffet dinner.
Du Xiaoruo had no idea what she was doing the whole time; she was just thinking about getting it over with as soon as possible so she could get to the Midong Hotel.
Although most of the novels she had read before did not explain why the female protagonist traveled to this world, Du Xiaoruo had a vague intuition that there must be a reason why she traveled to this world.
Now that the reason is about to be revealed, it has piqued Du Xiaoruo's intense curiosity.
The banquet didn't end until almost 9:30 pm. As soon as the live broadcast ended, Du Xiaoruo lifted her skirt and ran out of the hotel.
When she reached the door, Qiao An called her back, and Du Xiaoruo realized that she had come with Qiao An and should go back with him.
Unexpectedly, after Qiao An stopped her, she said...
"You and Lele go back first. I have some business to attend to at the company."
Du Xiaoruo's relieved expression was perhaps too obvious, because Qiao An's smile vanished, and his face darkened as his assistant drove up in a vintage British green Bentley.
Now only Du Xiaoruo and Qiao Lele were left. After getting into the car, Du Xiaoruo whispered to Qiao Lele,
"Could I go somewhere first? Um... to take care of something."
Qiao Lele leaned back in the large leather chair, her eyes closed, clearly exhausted.
Hearing Du Xiaoruo's words, he nodded, then opened her large, clear eyes and asked weakly,
"Can I wait for you in the car?"
Du Xiaoruo thought to herself, "That's exactly what I wanted!" But on the surface, she simply nodded calmly.
"good."
The Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the Midon Hotel. As soon as the car came to a stop, Du Xiaoruo opened the car door and got out.
Upon entering the hotel's magnificent European-style lobby, a hostess greeted us and asked...
"Ma'am, do you have a reservation?"
"Room 1206," Du Xiaoruo pursed her lips and answered softly. She had memorized this room number long ago.
"Please wait a moment while we verify your information." The hostess guided Du Xiaoruo to sit down on the sofa in the lounge area, poured her a glass of warm water, and then got up to go to the front desk to verify her information.
Two or three minutes later, the hostess returned with a very professional and sweet smile on her face.
"Hello, this is Mr. Qiao's reservation, right? Here is your room key. Please swipe your key to take the elevator. Have a pleasant day."
Mr. Qiao?
Du Xiaoruo froze upon hearing those three words. She took the room key and asked, "Do you have the full name of the gentleman who made the reservation?"
The receptionist said that Mr. Qiao had made the reservation, and Qiao An had just left. The coincidence of the two events made it hard for Du Xiaoruo not to connect the dots.
"No." The receptionist was somewhat wary. "Wasn't it Mr. Qiao who booked the room?"
"Yes, yes." Du Xiaoruo stood up, lowered her head, and quickly walked towards the elevator.
Du Xiaoruo swiped her room card to open the door. It was quiet inside, as if no one was there, and the lights were off.
She coughed twice, but no one inside responded.
Has the person who contacted her not arrived yet? Du Xiaoruo didn't want to be alone in the unfamiliar room, so she went out of the room and stood in the corridor to wait.
The hotel elevators all require a card to move up and down, and they can only stop at the floor where the guests are staying.
Hearing the elevator's "ding-dong" sound, Du Xiaoruo's heart, which had been pounding in her chest, felt like it was about to jump out of her chest. She took two steps back and nestled her body into the shadow of the recessed door frame of the next room.
Footsteps came from the elevator. Du Xiaoruo pressed herself against the door, barely daring to breathe, and prayed to Guanyin Bodhisattva and God that no one would push the door open from the inside, otherwise she would be thrown out flat on her face.
The footsteps grew closer, and Du Xiaoruo could see the figure walking towards her through the mirrored decorations in the corridor. It looked like a gorilla.
As the figures drew closer, Du Xiaoruo realized that the one that looked like a gorilla was actually two figures entangled together.
The tall man had a petite woman in his arms. The two kissed and walked towards room 1206 with perfect concentration. Judging from their familiarity with the layout, this was probably not their first time here.
They walked past Du Xiaoruo, passionately kissing, without even noticing her standing in the shadows.
Du Xiaoruo, however, got a clear look at the man's face.
Qiao Qingchuan?
The door to room 1206 slammed shut with a bang. The hotel was very soundproof, and Du Xiaoruo didn't hear any more noise after the door closed.
But her current level of arousal is certainly no less than what is happening in the room.
Some more information flashed through her mind, and this time Du Xiaoruo quickly grasped it.
She finally remembered what the important information had flashed through her mind when Xia Qing introduced herself during the previous live stream.
In the original novel, Xia Qingye's husband, Qiao Qingchuan, cheated on her, and she divorced him. Later, she developed feelings for Mu Hua during a live broadcast. In other words, in the novel, Xia Qingye and Mu Hua are a couple.
Du Xiaoruo patted her forehead in frustration. When you share the same name as a character in a novel, it really is necessary to memorize the entire plot.
She remembered that strange text message again.
[10 PM, Room 1206, Midong Hotel. The secret to why you came into this world lies here.]
She arrived here, only to find Qiao Qingchuan cheating on her. Could it be that her time travel was related to Qiao Qingchuan's infidelity?
Du Xiaoruo was completely baffled.
Of course, she wouldn't be foolish enough to knock on room 1206 and call Qiao Qingchuan out to confront him face-to-face.
Du Xiaoruo stood in the corridor for a while. A person came out of the room at the end of the corridor. As the person passed by Du Xiaoruo, they gave her a strange look, then took out their phone and dialed the front desk.
"Please send someone up to the 12th floor. There's a very strange woman here."
Upon hearing his words, Du Xiaoruo's heart skipped a beat. She lowered her head and quickly walked into the elevator, swiped her card, and went down to the lobby on the first floor.
The receptionist who had greeted her earlier had already left work; the night shift manager was on duty now. He took Du Xiaoruo's room key and asked...
"Do you want to check out?"
Du Xiaoruo was about to say no, but then she thought that would be too lenient on the couple upstairs, so she pursed her lips.
"Okay, check out."
"Okay, we'll process your paperwork here. Your housing deposit will be returned to your card via the card payment method."
"Thanks."
As Du Xiaoruo walked out of the hotel, the driver saw her through the car window, got out of the car, and opened the car door for her.
Qiao Lele was exhausted and sleepy, and leaned back in her chair as if she had fallen asleep.
When she got home, Qiao An was still not back. Du Xiaoruo went back to her room, and the more she thought about it, the stranger the events of the night seemed.
Du Xiaoruo, with her damp black hair loose, sat down in front of the dressing table. She picked up the hair dryer, put it on her head, turned it on, and heard a buzzing sound in her ears.
Amidst the noisy buzzing, Du Xiaoruo suddenly realized that she had lost a crucial piece of information: the phone number that had sent her the message.
She picked up her phone and dialed the number, but all she heard was a voice message saying, "The number you dialed is not in service."
She put down her phone in vain, feeling that the situation was getting increasingly strange.
After drying her hair, Du Xiaoruo thought for a moment, then picked up her phone again and tentatively sent a text message to that strange number.
【Who are you? 】
I didn't have much hope, because when I dialed the number, it said it was not in service.
Just when she had given up on getting any information from the unknown number, her phone suddenly rang. It was a message from the unknown number.
I am Chen Ding.
Du Xiaoruo's brain short-circuited for a moment. After a while, she finally matched the name Chen Ding with her good friend Chen Ding, who was also the author of the story she had just transmigrated into.
However, in the real world, Chen Ding has already passed away. She suffered from ALS and died three years ago. Du Xiaoruo even attended Chen Ding's funeral and visits her grave every year during the Qingming Festival.
So now, is a dead person sending her messages?
After experiencing the supernatural phenomenon of transmigrating into a book, which cannot be explained by science, Du Xiaoruo felt that she was much more accepting of it. She even sat calmly in the dressing chair without being so frightened that she jumped up.
[Did I scare you?] The other person probably realized it was a paranormal event and belatedly asked with concern.
Du Xiaoruo gripped her phone stiffly, and it took her a while to remember that she should reply to the message. But as she typed, she realized her hands were shaking so badly that she made several mistakes before finally managing to send a single sentence.
Tell me what happened.
To put it simply, this world has mutated; it's no longer the sweet little story in the book. As the one who created this world, I've lost merit because of it, preventing me from reincarnating. I've been waiting for this opportunity of your arrival, because only you can change this world.
Du Xiaoruo's mind was blank. She recognized all the words in the text message, but it was a little difficult to understand them when put together.
Does this mean she should change the world?
Du Xiaoruo felt that she had already struggled to change herself, and had never succeeded in anything, such as going to bed early and getting up early to work on her abs. How could she suddenly be entrusted with such a great responsibility?
[Xiaoruo, I can only rely on you now. This is your second life, and my only chance to be reincarnated. You... hang in there.]
Perhaps it was because he suddenly thought of Du Xiaoruo's personality, but the two words "Keep it up" in the text message had a reluctant feel to them.
After a long pause, Du Xiaoruo weakly replied,
What should I do now?
Tell Xia Qingye what she saw today, guide her to divorce Qiao Qingchuan, and get the plot back on track.
Once she accepted this setting, Du Xiaoruo typed much more fluently.
How could I, an outsider, possibly comment on such matters between husband and wife? Besides, you know my personality; I have trouble even talking to strangers, let alone bringing it up.
There was silence on the other end for a long time. Just as Du Xiaoru was about to send a message to ask if she was still there, a text message suddenly came in.
[A versatile chat background image, a must-have for those with social anxiety! That's all the help I can give you, Xiaoruo.]
Du Xiaoruo, "..."
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