The first top lady

Jianzhong. Marriott Hotel.

Guan Qian checked in at the hotel front desk. Song Yixuan was standing at the door, holding a piece of fried chicken, eating while looking outside.

Sitting on the sofa in the lounge area was a young woman in a black jumpsuit. She was wearing sunglasses and had her legs crossed. The newspaper she was holding was obviously a cover.

The gaze from under the sunglasses followed Guan Qian's figure along the edge of the newspaper to the entrance of the hotel lobby.

"Out-of-towners?" the woman murmured, then took out her cell phone, used the newspaper in her hand as a cover, and secretly took several photos of the two people at the door. Then she put down her crossed legs, put the newspaper back, got up and left the hotel.

When Song Yixuan and Guan Qian passed by the door, he deliberately looked back at the two of them, trying to remember their faces.

First time in Jianzhong, she thought.

She knew everything about Jianzhong, and she was sure that these two were new faces!

Song Yixuan was looking at a group of bodyguards who were hesitating whether to come in or not in the square in front of the hotel.

The bodyguard driving on the road said awkwardly: "Brother Fa, this hotel... is a bit expensive."

Marriott Hotel is the most luxurious hotel in Jianzhong and ranks ninth in the domestic luxury hotel list. Considering the wealth of several bodyguards, it is not appropriate for them to live there.

The main thing is...I can’t afford to live there.

The always impatient bodyguard couldn't help but complain: "What do you mean a little? It's too expensive! Staying here for one night is almost as much as our monthly salary."

……

These bodyguards had been discussing outside the hotel for most of the day, but no one showed any sign of coming in.

Song Yixuan couldn't help laughing. He ate and laughed at the same time, looking relaxed and proud.

It feels good to have someone pay you.

No wonder Fen Sa always likes to ask her for money. Could he just carry her with him one day?

Song Yixuan quickly shook his head and got rid of this evil thought.

so horrible!

Guan Qian saw a woman looking back at him and Song Yixuan, so he looked over as well, until the woman got into the car and drove away from the Marriott Hotel. He turned his head and smiled gently, "It's getting late, let's go in first."

"Well, let's go." Song Yixuan still looked at the bodyguard not far ahead with a smile, then turned his head and walked inside.

Guan Qian glanced at the people in the square, lowered his eyes, chuckled, and followed them.

The private butler personally welcomed Song Yixuan and Guan Qian to the presidential suite on the sixth floor of the hotel. "Mr. Guan, Ms. Song, I am your private butler. If you have any questions during your stay, you can contact me at any time through my dedicated phone number. Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

Guan Qian saw Song Yixuan shook his head and said, "No."

"Okay, I'll contact the kitchen right away. It's time for supper, so dinner and supper will be delivered to you two together." The butler had a standard smile on his face, "If there's nothing else, I won't disturb you guys to rest."

After the butler left, Guan Qian went to the restaurant to pour a glass of water, then returned and placed it on the table in front of Song Yixuan. He then sat down next to Song Yixuan and said, "This is the most expensive presidential suite. Even if they want to move in, they probably won't choose this floor."

This is the distance between people that money creates.

Guan Qian continued, "However, once you leave the hotel, you can't avoid them keeping a distance from you."

"It doesn't matter." Song Yixuan stretched and stood up. "I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep." She yawned and walked towards the bedroom.

Guan Qian looked at Song Yixuan's back with loving eyes, his eyes were deep and bright, with a soft glow, and he slowly said: "Okay, good night——"

The tone was calm and gentle, with endless smiles and love.

After saying that, he stood up and went back to his room.

Song Yixuan turned over and met eyes with Guan Qian who was sitting opposite him.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Song Yixuan blinked, resisting the urge to sleep, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

She thought Guan Qian came to see her because he had something to ask.

Guan Qian smiled and said hesitantly, "I forgot to mention it. There is only one bedroom."

It's just that Song Yixuan's mind is not working well right now, otherwise she would definitely suspect whether Guan Qian did it on purpose.

conspiracy!

It's definitely a conspiracy!

So, she turned over and hugged Guan Qian, locking her long legs around him tightly, "Since you're here, let's sleep together."

It's delivered to your door...and it's a bed, so don't miss it.

This sudden happiness made Guan Qian at a loss for words. He tried his best to control his inner restlessness and impulse. But before he could feel the happiness of this moment, a strong feeling of suffocation came over him the next second, and he only felt difficulty breathing.

"Sister Xi..." Guan Qian saw that Song Yixi, who was restraining him, was motionless, and thought that she must have fallen asleep. He pushed her gently and called out, "Sister Xi?"

Song Yixuan did not respond and did not move.

Guan Qian's face flushed, and he tried to pry open Song Yixuan's arms, sighing helplessly: "Sister Xuan, you really... are going to kill me."

He failed.

Song Yixuan's grip was too strong.

Guan Qian planned to take a rest. Although he was just lying down and doing nothing, he was really tired.

At this time, Song Yixuan turned over again and moved to the other side of the bed, hugging the quilt and sleeping soundly.

Guan Qian collapsed on the bed powerlessly, panting for a long time, thinking to himself: "This is what you do, and you deserve to die."

There was some noise outside. It should be the private butler coming to deliver dinner and midnight snacks.

Guan Qian got up from the bed, turned off the lights in the room, and gently closed the door.

At the moment the lights went out, Song Yixuan, who was sleeping on his side with his back to the bedroom door, curled up a smug smile.

Soon, she fell asleep.

Imperial capital. A small courtyard of satisfaction.

It was past four in the morning when Shengkai and his companions returned to Chengyi Courtyard.

Tang Zhu thought that since she had already arrived in the capital, she might as well go back to her own home so that she, an old lady, wouldn't have to cause trouble for the young children.

Sheng Kai grabbed her and said, "It's not even daybreak yet, let's rest here for a day. This is where Master Qian lives, no one else will come here, only Sister Xian has stayed here twice. Yes, you will stay in Sister Xian's room. Come on, Master's wife, I'll take you there."

Tang Zhu couldn't get a word in at all, nor could he persuade Sheng Kai, so Sheng Kai pushed him to sit down on the bed.

"Well, Master's Wife, please just take a rest. I won't disturb you for now." Sheng Kai slammed the door shut, which frightened him so much that his mouth pouted into an "O" shape, but he didn't dare to shout out.

Excessive force.

"Come, come, come, Xiao..." Sheng Kai waved to Murian Yurong, but couldn't remember her name after thinking for a long time, "Xiao Xiao Xiao..."

Murian Yurong grabbed the strap of the crossbody bag in front of her chest and said in a sweet voice: "Call me Qi Huai."

She introduced her own name on the way, but maybe the four words didn't make sense together, so Shengkai didn't remember it.

She didn't care.

"Mulian Yurong..." Song Yice's voice suddenly came from the yard.

"Ah?" Murian Yurong turned his head and looked towards the door.

Now it seems that Shengkai's brain is not working very well, or his memory is not good.

Sheng Kai arranged a room for Murian Yurong, and called the kitchen of Chen Palace to order breakfast in advance. Then he prepared to go back to his room to sleep with dark circles under his eyes.

"Being a butler is so hard." He was yawning and speaking incoherently.

Unexpectedly, at the moment he pushed open the door, Song Yice suddenly slid over, reached out to grab the door handle that was half open, and closed the door for him.

The yawn that was just in the middle of happening suddenly stopped.

Before Shengkai could react, Song Yice pulled him up and walked out.

"Brother Kai, I have to go to the Sixth Hospital." Song Yice said with a smile, "Time is tight, please work harder!"

"No...ah..." Shengkai's face was full of bitterness, and he was carried to the car by Song Yice.

He wailed in his heart: "It's hard to be a driver!"

"Sixth Hospital, right?" Sheng Kai opened his mouth, and the car started.

Otherwise, how could he be favored by Song Yixuan and be chosen by Song Yixuan as his exclusive driver? This awareness and action ability are unmatched by others.

On the way to the Sixth Courtyard of the Imperial Capital, Song Yice suddenly remembered that Song Yixin only said that someone would take him upstairs, but did not say who that person was.

"It's over. Why is my sister like my master, always speaking half of her words?" Song Yice said to himself.

He glanced at the time on his phone. It was four thirty-nine. It was not a good time to call Song Yixuan.

"Forget it, let's see if we can find the contact first."