She listened intently to the door for a while, but couldn't hear anything. Just as she was wondering what was going on, the person inside suddenly spoke.
"It's me, Zhou Jing."
Song Nuan was stunned. His voice was low and hoarse, completely different from his usual gentle and clear voice, so she didn't recognize him at first.
She asked hesitantly, "What are you doing here?"
"I don't know." He coughed violently, sounding very uncomfortable. Song Nuan could sense that he was trying hard to suppress something. "I was here as soon as I woke up."
So he was just woken up by her stepping on him?
Feeling guilty, Song Nuan prepared to open the door. Just as she grasped the doorknob, someone knocked urgently, making her heart clench.
Without thinking much, Song Nuan turned around and went to open the door.
It was too late for Ouyang Zhoujing, who was inside the room, to stop it.
Although the staff were all his own people, the fact that he could be drugged without anyone noticing on his own turf is itself a big problem.
He's always been a light sleeper, and he drank alcohol tonight, so it's even less likely he'll fall into a deep sleep.
etc--
The scenes before he fell into a deep sleep flashed through his mind frame by frame. Ouyang Zhoujing had a good tolerance for alcohol. He started to feel sleepy after drinking a cocktail. At the time, he didn't think much of it, but now that he thought about it carefully, it must have been the drink that caused the problem.
Outside, Song Nuan had already opened the door.
A large group of people, about a dozen, arrived outside. There were several security guards, and the person in charge looked like a manager. He was dressed in a suit and was very well-groomed from head to toe.
"Are you the homeowner?"
The manager smiled, but his eyes scrutinized her. "This room is occupied by Mr. Ouyang. Madam, may I ask how you got in?"
Didn't Ouyang Zhoujing tell you that he gave me the room?
No sooner had she finished speaking than a woman dressed as a receptionist said to him, "Manager, that's indeed the case."
He smiled and said, "So you're Mr. Ouyang's friend."
The manager waved, signaling the security guards to go in and check. Song Nuan subconsciously stepped aside, ready to let them in, but as they went in, she suddenly remembered something.
She said, "Wait a moment."
Everyone looked at her, and the manager asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Nuan bit her lip, hesitating whether to let them check. To be honest, she was a little scared, but if it really was Ouyang Zhoujing, the news that they were in the same room might leak out.
The fact that Li Jingchen dared to place Du Kangtao here proves that he must have people on this cruise ship.
She had already argued with him tonight because of Ouyang Zhoujing. If they found out about Ouyang Zhoujing and the news got to Li Jingchen... without a doubt, he would be even angrier.
Song Nuan wanted to say forget it.
But when the words were on the tip of my tongue, I couldn't bring myself to say them.
She didn't know what she was thinking; all she could hear in that instant were the words Ouyang Zhoujing had said.
'He's the one in the wrong, not us.'
'Ah Jing should apologize to you.'
Various thoughts flashed through Song Nuan's mind, leaving her feeling confused. The manager looked at her and asked, "Madam, is there a problem?"
"Forget it," Song Nuan thought.
She still didn't want to upset Li Jingchen, or rather, she didn't want their relationship to become even more strained.
"I just thought about it, and I realized I was having a nightmare and couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams. I thought someone had entered the room. No need to check anymore. I'm sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing."
The manager frowned upon hearing this. "Aren't you going to inspect it?"
"No, thank you."
The expressions on everyone's faces were somewhat intriguing, but they managed to conceal them well. Facing tourists from all walks of life, they had seen all kinds of mentally ill people, and Song Nuan was considered relatively normal.
The manager replied, "Ma'am, we are obligated to handle service calls; that's the rule."
Song Nuan understood the unspoken meaning in his words.
She curled her lips into a smile, but there was no mirth in her eyes. "You mean, you absolutely have to get it checked?"
"Yes."
Song Nuan's eyes darkened. "What kind of rule is this? I'm the landlord. I say no need to check, so no need to check. If you want to talk to me about rules, give me your boss's phone number. I want to ask if this is really true."
Anyone can use rules to intimidate people.
The manager remained unfazed and showed no signs of being intimidated.
There wasn't such a rule before, but ever since that young master of the Li family arrived, they've been checking very strictly every day.
Even though this is Ouyang Zhoujing's room, it's not to be missed.
If something were to happen to the person locked on the 19th floor, he'd be in deep trouble.
The manager handed over his business card directly, saying, "This is my boss's business card. You can complain at any time, but an inspection is inevitable."
Song Nuanqi smiled.
She snatched the business card with annoyance, took out her phone, entered the number on the card, dialed it, and a name suddenly popped up—Lin Xuan?
She froze, and before she could react, Lin Xuan had already answered the phone.
"Miss Song?" He was somewhat surprised. Considering Li Jingchen's unusual behavior tonight, he guessed that she probably wanted to inquire about Li Jingchen, so he said, "Mr. Li is fine, he just seems to be in a bad mood."
Song Nuan: "..."
Wasn't she going to ask Li Jingchen how he was doing?
While she was on the phone, the manager had already opened the door with his men.
Song Nuan was furious. "Lin Xuan, what kind of ridiculous rule is this? I already said there's no need to check the rooms, but they still insist on doing so!"
The manager paused when he heard her address Lin Xuan by his full name.
Lin Xuan thought for a few seconds before realizing, "Miss Song is on the cruise ship?"
"yes."
Lin Xuan now understood why Li Jingchen had suddenly asked these questions today; it seemed that Ouyang Zhoujing had brought Song Nuan to the cruise ship.
"Make them stop right away." Song Nuan turned on speakerphone.
The manager dared not act rashly and ordered the others to stop and wait for Lin Xuan's orders.
A few seconds later, Lin Xuan said calmly, "I'm sorry, Miss Song, this is President Li's regulation. You also know who is on the cruise ship. The situation is special, and we cannot let our guard down."
Li Jingchen, Li Jingchen, it's Li Jingchen again!
Song Nuan was furious and said angrily, "You're on a business trip with him now, right? Give him your phone, I'll talk to him myself!"
The others didn't know who Li Jingchen was, but the manager did.
Everyone was stunned. When they saw Song Nuan, they thought she was Ouyang Zhoujing's girlfriend. After all, who else could it be but his girlfriend who would so easily bring a woman back to his room?
Judging from the tone of Song Nuan's voice when she spoke to Lin Xuan, she seemed to have a special relationship with Li Jingchen.
The manager regretted his actions.
We should have been more polite.
“Ms. Song, Mr. Li is busy right now, and I don’t want to bother him.”
Busy my ass, hiding in a hotel, heartbroken over love.
But Lin Xuan couldn't say that. He had finally found an excuse to leave and didn't want to go back and become the bridge for their arguments.
He said, "Why don't you call him yourself?"
beep--
The call was immediately disconnected as soon as he finished speaking.
Lin Xuan sighed helplessly, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to get involved in their affairs.
Anyway, they're not going to give him a raise.
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