The note was printed with a beautiful flower pattern at one end, which was indeed unique, although not necessarily cute from He Yan's perspective. She had used to this. She chose it impulsively as the address to leave for Fu Sui. She didn't know why, but she felt that there was something not quite right about the little girl at first sight.
He Yan picked up the note from the coffee table, crumpled it, and then took out the remaining notes from her bag and handed them to the little girl, "Since you like it, you can take these with you."
The little girl was both surprised and delighted, and she took them with a thousand thanks, and carefully put them in her bag. Meanwhile, Fu Shenxing had finished signing his name, closed the soft notebook, and handed it back to the little girl. She was momentarily stunned, then remembered about taking a photo. She fumbled for her phone and handed it to He Yan, purposely avoiding the coffee table as she moved to her side to demonstrate how to take a picture.
"Oh! Oops, this is the album, not the camera!" The little girl accidentally opened her photo album. After flipping through several pictures, she realized her mistake, playfully stuck out her tongue and said to He Yan, "I'm too nervous, I'm really too nervous, please don't laugh at me."
Although it was just a casual glance, He Yan still managed to discern the middle-aged man in the photo with the girl. It was Officer Chen. She pursed her lips, closed the album, opened the camera app, and said lightly, "It's fine. I've used this phone before, hand it over to me."
The young girl looked at her with a hint of nervousness and asked, "Really? That's great! Please don't take bad pictures!"
She glanced at the young girl and nodded solemnly, "No problem."
The young girl then walked over to Fu Shenxing's side, leaning against the armrest of the sofa next to him. Facing He Yan, she made an effort to force a bright smile. Just as He Yan raised her phone to take a photo, Fu Shenxing suddenly said, "Wait."
Both of them were taken aback, and the young girl couldn't help showing a hint of panic on her face. However, He Yan remained composed and looked at Fu Shenxing indifferently, asking, "What's wrong?"
Fu Shenxing faintly smiled and gestured to her, "Come over, let's take a picture together."
He Yan furrowed her brows slightly and was about to refuse, but the young girl had already bounced up and exclaimed, "Okay, okay, beautiful sister, come over and take a picture. I'll go find someone to help us take a group photo!" She then ran to find a passerby to help and pulled He Yan to the other side of Fu Shenxing, saying, "Sister, stand here."
Fu Shenxing didn't get up, but he sat on the sofa, and his arm wrapped around He Yan's waist, pulling her down so that she leaned against him, almost falling into his lap. He Yan's expression darkened and she tried to struggle to free herself, but he threatened in a low voice, "Do you want to sit in my lap?"
She stiffened for a moment, stopped struggling, and sat on the armrest, looking at the camera while quietly responding to him, "Fu Shenxing, please have some self-respect!"
"I'll count to three, and everyone smile," a passerby kindly directed.
As the word "three" fell, Fu Shenxing lightly tugged at the corner of his mouth. In the photo of the three people, only He Yan had no expression, looking indifferent. The passerby handed over the phone, and the young girl quickly took it and turned back to look at Fu Shenxing and He Yan, bowing repeatedly, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, thank you, beautiful sister."
She hesitated for a moment, then asked Fu Shenxing, "Do you need me to send you the photo?"
Surprisingly patient, Fu Shenxing took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to her, saying, "Send it to the number on this card."
The young girl was delighted and took the card with both hands. She then looked at He Yan, but before she could speak, He Yan refused, "I don't need it."
The young girl seemed a bit surprised, but didn't say anything, just shrugged lightly, "Okay. I'm sorry for bothering you both for so long, thank you very much."
She carefully put away Fu Shenxing's business card and picked up her soft leather notebook, then bounced away. Zhen Wan Dong shouldered.
He Yan had already stood up from the armrest of the sofa and stood a few steps away from him, looking at him like she was avoiding a plague, and asked, "I've received your return gift. Do you have anything else to say? If not, I need to leave; I have work to do."
Fu Shenxing raised his eyebrows lightly, glanced in the direction of the reception desk, then looked at her outfit, "I'm a special guest at the forum, and you're providing me with a service, that's work too."
The video disturbance from earlier had passed some time ago, and the lobby had already started to slowly return to its normal order. Apart from a few hotel staff members who were still puzzled as to why the landscape video had suddenly switched to an "action movie," most people's attention had shifted. Soon, someone noticed Fu Shenxing sitting in the public lounge area.
He had always been a dazzling figure, even just sitting there, he would attract the attention of others. He Yan had noticed the inquisitive looks directed at her and couldn't help feeling anxious and annoyed. She wanted to leave Fu Shenxing's side as quickly as possible and couldn't help but show some impatience on her face, asking, "So, what kind of service do you need from me?"
Unexpectedly, this fell right into his trap, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of Fu Shenxing's lips. He sat there calmly and asked softly, "Is bedside service possible?"
She was first stunned, then her face flushed with anger.
He enjoyed seeing her flushed with anger, it was far more pleasant and pleasing than her previous pale, lifeless look. He smiled at her, took out the room card and held it between his fingers, "Come to my room tonight, don't be too late, I don't like waiting for people."
She had always known that he was shameless, but she repeatedly underestimated his shamelessness. His hand was still there, obviously not intending to let her go. The longer time passed, the more people would notice. When she realized this, she angrily snatched the room card away and held it tightly in her hand, but couldn't help but taunt him, "Mr. Fu, as a person like you, aren't you tired of being with the same woman over and over again?"
"I am," he unexpectedly nodded lightly, then grinned shamelessly and said, "So tonight, we can try some new things."
Hua Yan was really angry with him, and couldn't help but speak out of turn, saying coldly, "Fu Shenxing, you really make people look down on you. It's one thing to retaliate against a woman with your body, but I didn't expect you to be so personally involved. Don't you hate me? Don't you want to humiliate me into a hidden prostitute? How come you've become a client yourself, over and over again? Could it be that you've become addicted to being with me?"
His smile gradually froze on his face, his thin lips pressed into a line, and he looked at her indifferently.
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