Zhang Tianyue sat on the door of room 508 with her legs crossed, and when she was about to fall asleep, there was finally a noise in the room.

Zhang Tianyue woke up in shock, got up violently and grabbed the doorknob: "Hu Ting, are you okay?" ”

Zhang Tianyue has told the security manager to pay close attention to and protect the guests of 508 without disturbing. Yesterday, Hu Ting left the hotel and was out of touch all day. Zhang Tianyue almost went crazy.

She is the only friend of Hu Ting, and she thinks she knows her well enough. But when Hu Ting disappeared, she found out that she knew almost nothing about Hu Ting.

The people in the room tapped the door twice, and Zhang Tianyue lost the patience he had a few days ago, and slammed the door with his fists.

"Open the door, I have something to say."

The people inside were quiet, and Zhang Tianyue banged on the door again: "If you don't open the door, I'm going to crash." You know me, you can do it. ”

Zhang Tianyue seemed to hear a slight sigh from inside the door, but the door was still not open.

Zhang Tianyue looked left and right, took two steps back, and slammed into the door with an accelerated impact, making a muffled sound. Zhang Tianyue snorted softly, she rubbed her injured arm, took two steps back, and slammed into the door again.

There was another muffled sound of impact, and Zhang Tianyue's nose and eyes squeezed together: It really hurts! Those doors on the TV that have been broken open must be inferior products!

She switched arms to try again, when a crack opened in the door, revealing an eye that winked at her.

Zhang Tianyue stepped forward and pressed her hands against the door to prevent the people inside from closing the door at any time.

"Don't pretend to be innocent to me, open the door. Otherwise I won't care about you anymore! ”

The person inside lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, there was a mist of tears.

Zhang Tianyue's heart softened for a moment, but when he thought of himself running like a poisoned headless fly all over the street yesterday, he immediately hardened his heart again.

"I won't force you to say what you don't want to say, but there are some things I must know. This is my floor. Hu Ting, I am not sorry for you, you should believe me. ”

Zhang Tianyue is not interested in exploring other people's privacy, but Hu Ting is different, she is a snail with a broken shell, and she will be in danger at any time.

The door of 508 has finally opened.

Zhang Tianyue looked at the woman standing in front of her, with a slender and graceful figure, a beautiful and elegant appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in pity while feeling her beauty.

Meng Yuting was panicked by her, and immediately grabbed her long hair in front of her face to cover her beauty.

"Where were you yesterday?" Zhang Tianyue turned her head away from looking at her, lest she be frightened.

Meng Yuting walked to the wall, did not sit on the sofa, but sat on the ground along the edge of the sofa, hugged herself into a ball of hedgehogs, and buried her head in her lap.

"I don't mean to control or spy on you, at least let me know where you are so I can be reassured, right?"

Meng Yuting raised her head slightly and tapped twice.

Yesterday, the security manager called Zhang Tianyue to say that the guests of 508 had gone out and got on the 78 bus. Zhang Tianyue was embarrassed to use the security manager as a personal bodyguard, so he immediately inquired about the route map of Route 78.

In Zhang Tianyue's mind, there are only two possibilities for Hu Tingken to go out: the first is of course for Meng Tianzi's scumbag, and the second is that there is no material for her painting.

Hu Ting can't speak, can't communicate with people, and all emotions are expressed and vented through painting.

Route 78 passed by the stationery store, and it was only 5 stops away from the Huaermei Hotel, so Zhang Tianyue didn't care much. But two hours later, the security manager said that the guests of 508 had not returned, and Zhang Tianyue couldn't sit still.

She followed Route 78 from the starting station to the terminal, and then went to Meng Jiarui's company and residence, but she didn't see Hu Ting. After missing for less than 48 hours, he couldn't call the police, and Zhang Tianyue panicked.

Hu Ting once committed suicide, and when she was looking for death, she still held Meng Jiarui's portrait in her hand. If she can't think about it again...... Zhang Tianyue didn't dare to think about it, but drove madly, looking for it all over the street without a purpose.

"You didn't go to the stationery store, you didn't go to the ...... Looking for him, where did he go? ”

Zhang Tianyue picked up the mobile phone from the coffee table and handed it to Hu Ting, and then sat down on the other side of the sofa, with a three-person sofa between the two.

Hu Ting dialed her phone a few times, and Zhang Tianyue received her message.

"Genting Hills."

Zhang Tianyue immediately went online, found the website of Genting Villa, and clicked on it to take a closer look.

"This place looks good, are you going to relax?"

Hu Ting sent her another message, this time with only two words: look.

Zhang Tianyue's eyes moved to the balcony of the suite, where there were painted canvases and brushes spread out on the ground, and on the easel by the floor-to-ceiling window, the unfinished paintings showed grape fields, peach groves, small courtyards and mountains.

Did Hu Ting go to collect wind? I don't think about doing stupid things anymore. Zhang Tianyue breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

"I'm going to go out and tell me later, or my heart won't be able to stand it. You draw slowly, what needs to be told to me. ”

Zhang Tianyue didn't look at her, went straight out, and closed the door casually.

Only then did Meng Yuting lift her hair and re-reveal her beautiful face. She looked at her painting on the balcony, her lips moving, as if she had uttered a syllable, but there was no sound.

Zhang Tianyue walked through the hotel lobby and was about to leave, when suddenly a person jumped up from the sofa in the lobby and jumped in front of her.

Zhang Tianyue was so frightened that he took a step back, and was almost about to punch him, but the man opened his mouth with a grin.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Meng Zhicheng smiled so hard that he was about to grin out of his face.

Zhang Tianyue looked at him coldly: What a fart! He had been sitting in the lobby, and when he saw her, he rushed over, clearly waiting for her. What age is this, can the opening remarks of the flirtatious girl be a little sincere.

Zhang Tianyue's reaction made Meng Zhicheng very embarrassed, he had been practicing this sentence just now. It doesn't matter, how can the road to chasing his wife be smooth! It is said that he is chasing his wife in the crematorium, where is he going.

Meng Zhicheng blinked, and approached Zhang Tianyue with a mysterious expression: "I have already told your father that I will completely end those messy thoughts today, and go home to love my wife in the future." ”

Zhang Tianyue frowned, but still didn't speak.

Meng Zhicheng raised his eyebrows and hooked his index finger at her very cheaply: "Come on, follow me." ”

Zhang Tianyue followed Meng Zhicheng to the outside of the luxurious box of the restaurant. She was curious about her father's messy thoughts that Meng Zhicheng had just mentioned.

Professor Fang always said that there were people outside Mr. Zhang, but there was never a real hammer. For this reason, the husband and wife quarreled in various ways, causing her to often be distressed about standing on the sidelines.

If Meng Zhicheng could give her an accurate answer, the endless war at home might be over.

Meng Zhicheng bent his waist, tiptoed open the doorknob of the box, gently pushed it open, and beckoned Zhang Tianyue to come over.

Zhang Tianyue disdains Meng Zhicheng's behavior as a thief, and it is very immoral to peep, not to mention that the object of voyeurism is still her father. However, curiosity kills cats, Zhang Tianyue can't resist curiosity, and finally comes over.

The first thing she saw was the large monitor on the wall of the box, and the beautiful photos of Zhang Zhilin's sister on the screen took turns, and the flowers were charming.

Zhang Tianyue looked inside, Zhang Chengguo, her father, a famous successful entrepreneur and the owner of the Huaermei hotel chain, was sitting on the sofa, sometimes happy, sometimes very melancholy looking at the beauty on the monitor, with words in his mouth.

"Zhilin, you are also old enough to get married...... Let's have a good time. But you have to keep it the way it is......"

Zhang Chengguo blinked, as if there were tears in it: "Don't let life grind your good temper, be a good woman......"

"I can't like you anymore, who called you a married woman. I'm also a moral person......"

Zhang Tianyue couldn't listen anymore, closed the door for his father, and grabbed Meng Zhicheng's collar.

"Do you have time?"

Meng Zhicheng nodded like pounding garlic: "It's going to take as long as you want." ”