Future Phone – Part Two

“Give me a presidential suite!” Before he even arrived, his voice echoed through the entire lobby. Hao Yunyang had already turned back, but the young man slapped a bank card on the counter before Hao Yunyang could finish checking in: “Quick, I’m in a bad mood!”

“I’m sorry, sir,” the receptionist looked apologetic, “our presidential suite has just been booked by this gentleman. Would you like a deluxe suite instead?”

“Booked?” The young man, who had been caressing the girl’s back, was stunned. He turned and saw Hao Yunyang standing next to him.

“What a coincidence,” Hao Yunyang smiled slightly and greeted him.

The young man was momentarily stunned, instinctively responding, but then became angry: “Coincidence, my foot! Last time you charged me…”

“What about it?” Hao Yunyang smiled confidently.

Wang Shiyu’s cold gaze fell on the young man, and an inexplicable chill made him involuntarily stop mid-sentence, shivering: “I…”

“Sir, here is your room card, please keep it safe.” As Hao Yunyang and the young man exchanged smiles, the receptionist completed the registration, returning Hao Yunyang’s bank card, room card, ticket, and deposit slip, asking: “Is there anything else I can help you with?”

“Hmm,” Hao Yunyang withdrew his gaze from the young man and turned back, smiling: “I’ll also take a standard room.”

Wang Shiyu’s piercing look made the young man tremble, wanting to argue but lacking the courage.

He could only watch Hao Yunyang laugh softly, take his room cards, and walk towards the elevator.

At this point, things had progressed so far that Hao Yunyang, no matter how reserved or uncertain, must act like a man. Turning to look at Zhao Chenxin, he swallowed hard: “We…”

“Hmm?” Zhao Chenxin’s cheeks were like they were on fire, burning hot.

“Well,” Hao Yunyang laughed awkwardly, “it’s getting late.” He hesitated for four or five seconds before tentatively reaching out to grab Zhao Chenxin’s wrist. When his hand touched her wrist, Zhao Chenxin trembled, almost instinctively wanting to shake off Hao Yunyang’s hand. But after a slight struggle, she couldn’t break free and could only be led out of the elevator by Hao Yunyang’s gentle pull.

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