Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 235 [if] I'll pick you up

Most customers who choose theme hotels are looking for a sense of novelty and will not come a second time after visiting once.

Jiang Tang nodded, "I know that. I've done market research and there are many young people who like to seek excitement. And I've checked and found that there are no horror-themed hotels in other cities. We are the first in the country."

Having experienced several failed business ventures in the past, she was well prepared this time.

"Sang Yu, give me some advice as well."

The person who was cueed slowly came back to his senses, "...I think it's pretty good."

It was so realistic that she was a little scared.

The entire castle is shrouded in dark red and black gold, exuding mystery and weirdness everywhere, and the medieval classical atmosphere permeates.

Sang Yu has never been very timid and he never watches horror movies, let alone experiences them himself.

She wanted to leave, but everyone was having a great time and she didn't want to spoil the fun.

In the evening, Jiang Tang arranged for them to have dinner in a cave restaurant and watch a stage play.

After dinner, we went to the bar to play cards and have a few drinks.

The show ended at nine o'clock and everyone went back to their rooms.

Sang Yu stayed in a suite which was fully equipped with top-notch equipment.

She turned on the ceiling light and the furnishings in the room came into view.

The dome and walls are made of marble blocks. A mural of an angel exorcising demons hangs on the wall above the bed, and a fireplace is burning next to the TV.

There was a quiet and gloomy feeling in the air.

Sang Yu originally wanted to take a bath, but when he arrived at the bathroom, he found a pool next to the bathtub, with blood bubbling out of it.

Accompanied by the sound of dripping water, it is extremely creepy.

She was so scared that she ran out of the bathroom and shrank back into her bed.

The large space of 100 square meters seems very depressing.

Dare not take a breath.

After a while, the phone vibrated.

Sang Yu opened it and took a look.

It's Xi Jinbai's news, [Where is he? ]

She wrapped herself in the quilt and replied: [I am at Jiang Tang's hotel. ]

Xi Jinbai was surprised, [Aren’t you afraid? ]

I used to be so scared after watching a science fiction movie and going home at night, so how dare I go to a horror-themed hotel?
Sang Yu held the phone tightly, [I'm scared.] A moment later, the message popped up again: [I'll pick you up.]

Seeing these four words, she was stunned, [Aren’t you on a business trip in the UK? ]

Xi Jinbai: [I came back early. ]

Then his phone rang.

Sang Yu answered the call immediately.

"Don't be afraid."

Wen Chen's low voice came into my ears through the sound waves.

Like a dose of sedative, it soothed her extremely tense emotions.

My heart beat faster for some reason.

"Did you just get back?" she asked softly.

"Yes." Xi Jinbai grabbed the car keys, strode down the steps and walked towards the car. "It will take forty minutes to get there. Don't hang up the phone."

Sang Yu said "Oh" in a gentle and obedient tone.

Xi Jinbai asked her what she did during the day, and she answered obediently.

It can be heard that the little girl was indeed frightened.

The Maybach drove out of the community and merged into the driveway.

He gripped the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and accelerated appropriately. "If you are afraid, why don't you just reject Jiang Tang directly?"

"I didn't know she was running a horror-themed hotel." Sang Yu added in a low voice, "And I went home alone."

The villa at home is so big that I’m scared to be alone at home.

"Next time I go on a business trip, you can come back to live at the Xi family."

"Ah."

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" he asked again.

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"I have an appointment with a wedding dress designer. Will I go try on wedding dresses tomorrow?"

Sang Yu held the phone to his ear and hesitated for a moment, "...Okay."

Xi Jinbai continued to find topics to chat with her.

In social situations, he has always been the object of compliments and flattery. He never talks much and does not need to find topics to talk about. It is already a great honor for others for him to just finish what they are saying.