If this thing gets out, it will be even more ugly!

Luo Xingchen covered her face in the bathroom and cried sadly, tears were actually relatively foreign to her.

The saddest time was when my father died.

Now, many years have passed, and now in just a few days, she has been sad twice.

Why did she become so sensitive and vulnerable after meeting Jin Zeming?

It is said that people will encounter one of the biggest enemies in this life, and in front of him, you can't disguise, get hurt, and be powerless to resist.

It was the man who brought himself bad luck, it must be.

She thought to herself, crying, complaining in her heart......

After a while, she regained her strength, scrubbed her body vigorously, wrapped her body in a large towel and walked out.

There was a pale blue paper bag on the stool, and she knew it was a new change of clothes without looking through it.

She frowned, bent down to pick up her clothes, and quickly put them on.

After looking around the spacious room, she walked to the door and opened the door, only to find that this should be the luxurious presidential suite of the hotel.

Outside the bedroom is a delicate living room, where a crystal vase beside the sofa is filled with fragrant red roses.

Luo Xingchen felt a pain in his heart, and remembered the red on the sheets.

Bastard!

She slammed open the door to the living room, her fair face tense.

"Miss Luo, may I ask what you need, just ask." A middle-aged man in uniform stepped forward and was the butler of the presidential suite.

There were also several young waiters standing in the large, bright living room.

Luo Xingchen froze and did not speak.

When her gaze moved to the window, the sun was just right, and the room was warm.

"I'm ......," she said, her voice stiffening.

The housekeeper understood, turned back slightly, and a waiter had already brought a water cup with neat movements, "Miss Luo, please drink some water!" ”

Luo Xingchen didn't refuse, because his throat and eyes were about to smoke.

After drinking the water, she cleared her throat and asked, "Who ordered this suite?" ”

When she asked, her heart trembled.

I want to know the answer, but I'm scared.

Song Keer is socializing with all the people, and she also knows in her heart, some of them are old enough to be her father.

"Miss Luo, this ...... I am not able to disclose it to you because the guests demand confidentiality. Thank you for your understanding! The butler smiled and replied politely.

You know that's the case.

"That'...... This is ......" She looked around and had a rough idea.

"Miss Luo, this is the Presidential Suite of the Cedis Hotel." The butler replied.

Really......

Luo Xingchen, who had already guessed the answer, straightened his back and walked towards the door with his sore legs.

"Miss Luo, do you want breakfast?" The butler followed.

A waiter handed him a black lady's leather bag, and he handed it to Luo Xingchen, "Miss Luo, this is your leather bag." ”

Leather bag?

Luo Xingchen turned around, and the butler was holding the leather bag she had forgotten in her seat last night.

Who is it?

Violence against people, and picking up leather bags?

Silently, she took the purse, and the butler stepped over in front of her and opened the heavy door for her.

When the door closed behind her, she lowered her head and opened her bag, took out her mobile phone and called Lin Shiyun, asking her to drive the car to the underground parking lot of the Cadis Hotel.

Then, she didn't go far, and stood against the wall in the quiet hallway.