Chapter 141 Lin Baozhu and Qin Haifeng Check into a Hotel
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The three exchanged a glance, and the air instantly became heavy.
"Choosing to settle down here..."
Wei Mingrui lowered his voice to a whisper: "Either there are their people inside, or... they're planning to take everyone in the guesthouse hostage! Things are getting complicated..."
"There's always a way!" Lin Baozhu said decisively. "Commander Wei, go and gather men to quietly surround this place! Qin Haifeng and I will go in first to scout ahead."
Before she finished speaking, she casually tossed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, gave Qin Haifeng a flirtatious wink, then grabbed his arm and snuggled close, smiling sweetly, "From now on, we're a young couple from Beijing! If you can't speak the Beijing dialect, you'll have to be a mute, understand?"
Qin Haifeng's mind went blank, with only the words "young couple" swirling in his head—even though it was fake! But with that soft body close to him, his arm affectionately linked with hers, and the soft touch coming through the fabric... he felt a rush of heat to his head, his heart pounding like a drum, his ears turning as red as if they were about to bleed, and his whole body stiffened.
Wei Mingrui caught a glimpse of his absent-minded and dazed appearance, and cursed him inwardly with exasperation: "Useless!" He then turned and quickly disappeared into the alley.
Seeing Wei Mingrui leave, Lin Baozhu, arm in arm with the statue-stiff Qin Haifeng, walked nonchalantly toward the entrance of the guesthouse.
As soon as I stepped into the guesthouse's dimly lit lobby, a lazy female voice with a heavy accent came from the front desk: "Check-in? Letter of introduction!"
"Hey..."
After Lin Baozhu finished speaking, she looked at Qin Haifeng with some dissatisfaction and said, "It's so hot here. Let's go back as soon as we're done. I don't want to stay in this godforsaken place for even a minute longer."
Behind the reception desk, a middle-aged woman in a faded blue cotton shirt, who had been lazily sprawled on the table, slowly raised her head upon hearing Lin Baozhu's authentic, clear, and distinctly Beijing-accented question. When she saw the two men's clothes—a rare sight these days—made of "cadre-grade" fabric and their gleaming leather shoes, her cloudy eyes brightened, and a professional smile spread across her face: "So you're comrades from Beijing!"
The middle-aged woman took the letter, her eyes quickly scanning the company and name fields. Her smile deepened, tinged with curiosity: "Oh, you two are a couple? You're so lucky to be able to bring your spouse on this business trip!" she said casually.
Lin Baozhu's eyes narrowed, the initial sense of distance instantly transforming into displeasure at being offended. Her voice suddenly rose, becoming shrill and grating: "What? My dad's the factory director! My husband's away on a business trip, and I can't go with him?! Are you asking me all these questions, checking my household registration? Or are you—"
She deliberately dragged out her words, scrutinizing the other person from head to toe with a critical look, "Are you trying to sell intelligence to the enemy by probing so closely?"
At this moment, she was exactly like a spoiled, arrogant, and brainless high-ranking official's son.
These merciless words caused the middle-aged woman's smile to freeze, followed by a hint of fear and unease. She quickly shoved the letter of introduction back into Lin Baozhu's hand and apologized repeatedly, "I'm so sorry! Comrade, please don't be angry! This is the rule, we have to ask clearly... I'll get you two a room right away! I'll get it right away!" She frantically rummaged for the keys.
Lin Baozhu snatched the keys and gave a cold "humph" through her nose. Turning to look at Qin Haifeng, who was still somewhat lost in thought, she saw that he seemed to be "enjoying" the receptionist's "burning anger," and pinched his lower back hard with her finger!
"Still looking?! Let's go!" The coquettish tone carried an unquestionable command.
Qin Haifeng felt a sharp pain in his waist and snapped back to reality, meeting Lin Baozhu's warning gaze. He immediately tensed up, reverting to his usual silent and aloof demeanor, and followed closely behind her towards the stairs.
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