Chapter 195 VIP-Z01 Room
Situ Linchen's eyes, usually so commanding, were now fixed on her, intently seeking an answer.
"Ning Shuyin, your eyes are filled with the desire to escape."
“However,” Situ Linchen lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers, “no matter where you want to go, even if you hide at the edge of the universe, I will bring you back.”
Ning Shuyin's back was pressed against the headboard, with nowhere left to retreat.
The backrest is made of the softest fabric. The intelligent sensor detects her intention to lean back, and like those ergonomic chairs, it slowly lowers itself backward.
She involuntarily lay down, appearing vulnerable and defenseless beneath him.
Situ Linchen's bathrobe belt was already loosely tied.
The change in posture caused his clothes to droop down.
Neither of them was dressed in clothes suitable for interrogation. Ning Shuyin felt her throat go dry, and her breathing became rapid under his gaze.
Sudden.
Knock knock knock!
There was a sudden knock on the suite door.
"Little neighbor, are you asleep?" Caesar's voice came from outside the door. "I found a bottle of fine Snow Peak Rose in the cellar. Open the door quickly, it's free for you."
Situ Linchen looked displeased.
Ning Shuyin panicked. She remembered what Caesar had said earlier.
If he really teleported to this bed...
The scenery was too beautiful for her to bear.
But at the very least, the hotel's structure probably couldn't withstand the wrath of two SSS-level men.
"Can you stop him for me? I'm going next door." She reached out and pushed against Situ Linchen's chest.
He didn't use any force, and she successfully pushed him away.
Ning Shuyin said no more, ran towards her suitcase, picked up the metal box, and ran to the terrace.
Situ Linchen sat on the bed. In less than a minute, she had run away from him. If it weren't for that knock on the door…
He was filled with rage, and his murderous aura surged.
But as he watched Ning Shuyin disappear onto the terrace wrapped in a bathrobe, he finally gritted his teeth.
Caesar must not see her like this.
...
In the living room of room A08.
The valuable, intricately carved gates narrowed to both sides.
Caesar stood in the doorway, wearing a light gray casual shirt and holding a swan-shaped wine bottle in one hand. He had chosen the shirt based on the color of her dress; they were definitely matching outfits.
But when he saw Situ Linchen standing behind the door in a bathrobe, the smile on his face instantly turned into murderous intent.
"What is it?" Situ Linchen's face was cold and stern.
"Heh." Caesar's blue eyes narrowed slightly, and the air around him vibrated.
"How could there be a military dog that bites people in the kitten's room?"
"Disturbing people's sleep in the middle of the night, is that the manners of the King of the Outsiders?"
...
At this moment, the infinity pool in room A08.
The night wind howled, and thousands of meters above the ground, the sea of clouds surged beneath our feet.
Ning Shuyin tiptoed along the path by the pool towards the terrace of the adjacent room, like a thief.
She had just been trying to use her senses to check if there was a climbing pipe between the two terraces, and whether it was sturdy enough—that's how it's always shown in movies.
He got caught at the party, then climbed out the window and slipped away.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the outdoor swimming pools of the two presidential suites were actually shared.
Energy fluctuations were felt in room A08 behind me.
Ning Shuyin sensed Caesar repeatedly teleporting around the room. Then, she heard the sound of furniture breaking.
She waved her bathrobe sleeves, leaving without taking away a trace of energy, and calmly walked from the terrace into the living room of room A10.
The layout is almost identical, with only slight differences in room colors and furnishings.
Ning Shuyin jogged into the bathroom, opened her suitcase, and changed into casual clothes suitable for travel.
She dared not linger here.
That Caesar guy might soon figure out the trick to the pool.
The carved door to room A10 opened.
Ning Shuyin peeked out and saw no one outside. The presidential suite was very large, with the doors of the adjacent rooms separated by dozens of meters.
She stepped into the corridor with her suitcase.
But the next second, the woven carpet beneath their feet moved.
A barely perceptible mechanical sound came from inside the wall.
It was extremely subtle. If she weren't an S-rank perception user, she would likely have missed these sounds.
But the scene before us has changed dramatically.
The corridor was like a Rubik's Cube being twisted by an invisible hand, and the room number across the hall kept changing: A09, A11, A15...
When it finally stopped, a string of gibberish appeared on the door where the room number should have been displayed.
The elevator lobby she could just see was gone. Not only that, but the A10 room that was behind her was also gone.
Her left, right, and back became three metal walls.
The hotel was modularly reorganized.
Ning Shuyin found herself trapped in a small, enclosed space.
The only door directly in front of her, displaying a string of gibberish, was...
The string of garbled characters is still flashing.
Finally, the room number was set to: [VIP-Z01], below which was a circular emblem—the company logo of the Zhou Group.
Ning Shuyin: "..."
She had just escaped one danger only to fall into another. She tightened her grip on the suitcase.
The door opened, and she had no other choice.
Ning Shuyin cursed Zhou Zhiheng silently in her heart, but pretended to be calm as she walked in.
The air in the room was a blend of fresh grass and the scent of rare orchids.
This is not the traditional presidential suite layout.
The view is of a hollowed-out courtyard, surrounded by rare plants projected holographically.
Zhou Zhiheng sat on the velvet sofa in the center.
Today he was wearing a black embroidered jacket, with half of his pocket watch chain showing. His hair was braided and hung in front of his chest, with a flower-shaped crystal button at the end.
"Sit down, a batch of fresh berries just arrived by air, they won't be fresh if you leave them any longer." He spoke as elegantly as if he were having afternoon tea in his own backyard.
On the small coffee table between the two, a chilled silver bowl was filled with deep red berries glistening with water droplets, and next to it were bone china plates and small silver forks.
Ning Shuyin put down the suitcase and sat down on the sofa opposite him: "Why did you call me here?"
“My roommate hasn’t been home for several days, of course I have to come and see her.” Zhou Zhiheng glanced at her with his purple eyes.
He used a silver fork to pick up a plump fruit, and instead of eating it himself, he brought it to her lips.
"You forced your way in." Ning Shuyin turned her head away, ignoring the temptation on her lips.
“Anyway, we’re roommates again now.” Zhou Zhiheng pulled his wrist back and popped the berry into his mouth. “This VIP-Z01 room has now been separated from the main structure of the hotel. You can stay here without worry; no one will be able to find you.”
Looking out from the openwork of the building, Ning Shuyin found herself amidst layers upon layers of clouds.
The main structure of the Wangjue Hotel has been reduced to a small black dot.
Ning Shuyin's lips curved into a smile, and she suddenly felt that it wasn't so bad to slip away like this.
But Zhou Zhiheng looked at her with a hint of wicked amusement.
“If I were you, I probably wouldn’t be able to laugh right now.” Zhou Zhiheng picked up another piece of fruit with his fork, this time handing her the fork handle.
Ning Shuyin took the fruit and put it in her mouth. The sweet juice burst in her mouth; it was indeed very fresh.
"Why?" she asked, puzzled.
"If I told you that you owe me a new debt, and it's an almost infinite amount, would you still want to laugh?"
Ning Shuyin was stunned and almost choked on the juice in her mouth: "When did I owe you a debt again?"
She couldn't immediately recall how she had been framed for another accident.
Zhou Zhiheng reached into his jacket and pulled out a round crystal.
The surface of the crystal was covered with fine cracks.
The moment Zhou Zhiheng held it and approached Ning Shuyin—buzz!
The crystal began to flash rapidly, causing the surrounding air to tremble.
Ning Shuyin: "What is this?"
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