Sheng Hotel.

Mrs. Wen was smoothly transported to her destination and got out of the car wearing a men's blazer. Qin Tezhu held the black cat in one hand and the big golden retriever in the other, and happily followed behind the boss and his wife.

The hotel manager and four waiters were already waiting at the elevator entrance of the underground parking lot, but Leng Buding was still startled when they saw this battle.

I haven't seen President Wen for a while, and sure enough, the way he appeared was unexpected and different. Actually drove a pink RV, with cats, dogs, assistants, and greeted... Who's that guy in a suit?

In the blink of an eye, they were already walking in front of them.

The manager greeted Wen Yan and Qin Tezhu politely one by one, but when Shen Sihuan arrived, he hesitated, just now he thought it was a younger brother, but it turned out to be a girl, what should he call it?

Sister? Girl? Younger sister? Schoolmate?

Manager Qian, who has been in Tongshi for nearly 20 years, was stumped by a few words.

Fortunately, the elevator door opened, Wen Yan helped the one into the antelope ladder, and Ruo Wurong put the back of her hand on her forehead.

Looking at Qin Tezhu's rippling and depressed expression, Manager Qian instantly understood. He exchanged glances with Qin Tezhu and nodded silently.

Qin Tezhu: You can see it too, right? Isn't my wife cute?

Manager Qian: It's all men, I know. I can't see through it, I have the strictest mouth about old money.

……

Ten minutes later.

Patient Shen lay flat on the bed again.

This is the penthouse suite, which is vacant all year round, just for the convenience of Wen Yan when he occasionally comes to patrol.

All utensils, including toiletries, bedding, teapots, cups, slippers, bathrobes, and even trash cans and remote control machines are brand new and shiny, wiped and disinfected, and strive to be warm and picky.

And within fifteen minutes, the hotel waiter thoughtfully sent the furry child's mattress, dog food, cat food, toiletries, and some toys.

It's really comparable to special forces.

Wen Yan sat on the edge of the bed and stuffed a Chuanbei loquat candy into her mouth, "Wait a minute, I'm going to a tea party, it's on the third floor." I'll come back for dinner with you, and tell her if you need anything, and type if you can't. ”

At the end of the bed, the "she" in Wen Yan's mouth was standing with a full smile, it was a sister wearing a professional suit, I don't know if it was a hotel service staff or an employee of Sheng Company.

Shen Sihuan typed a few words on the memo on his mobile phone, and then took it to Wen Yan:

Wen Yan, you go and get busy, don't worry about me. I can order takeout.

He stroked her hair, smiled, and then turned his head and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Wu." ”

"Yes, Mr. Wen. Don't worry, I'll take care of Sister Shen. ”

He looked around again, as if to make sure everything was in order, and then reluctantly went out.

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In the stairwell on the third floor, a young woman with a thin waist and long legs, black curly hair, was pulling a middle-aged man's arm at the moment, and her eyes were full of flattery and pleading.

“…… I'm sorry, I just missed him and couldn't see him again, so ...... Can you bring this to him for me and tell him that my sister didn't ignore him? Please, Dad. ”

The man patiently accepted the bag of things, "Okay, I'll take the things, you can go back." I still have business to do. Then he walked out without looking back.

And the young woman, who was still pitiful and begging just now, changed her face in an instant, she indifferently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and was about to move out, when a conversation came from above her head......