You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 2468 In this space, their relationship is not usually close [2]

Qin Jinnian took a deep breath and looked out of the French window on one side: "This is my long-term suite in the capital...?"

It seems that the relationship between me and Fu Zexi in this space is really not that close.

According to Wan Sen's words, she has been to the capital many times, and Little Nai Gao actually prepared a long-term suite for her.

Seeing her muttering to himself, Wan Sen said softly, "Yes, because you said that you like to live on high floors, so that you can see the scenery that others can't see, so Mr. Fu chose the place with the best view in the whole hotel." The floor is assigned to you.... What's the matter, is Miss Qin tired, and want to change rooms this time? I can arrange it for you right away, which floor do you think you want to live in this time?"

He dare not easily offend this Miss Qin's position in Mr. Fu's side.

Although he only came to stay in a domestic hotel for a few days, a week or two at most, Wan Sen tried his best to take care of her in every possible way, and he was very considerate in every possible way, for fear of neglecting her.

Qin Jinnian came back to his senses and shook his head: "No need. Just this floor."

...

When he reached the door of the suite, Wan Sen stopped in his tracks and did not go in. He only said, "Miss Qin has been on the plane for so long and needs to catch jet lag. It must be hard work. Let's take a rest first. I will let you know later after dinner." The service staff will bring it up."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qin Jinnian subconsciously called out: "Wait a minute, when will Mr. Fu come over?"

There was a knowing smile on Wan Sen's young face, but he still abided by his duties as a hotel worker and didn't show too much: "I should come here as soon as I'm done. Miss Qin, don't worry."

What did she say that meant she was in a hurry?Just as he was about to explain, Wan Sen bowed and left.

The presidential suite level room is naturally impeccable, Qin Jinnian walked around the room.

Compared with a hotel, this place is more like a private home environment. The decoration is in her preferred simple and beautiful style, which is similar to her bedroom in Canada.

Apparently, Fu Zexi had carefully arranged it.

She walked into the cloakroom again. In the transparent shoe cabinet, pairs of exquisite shoes were neatly arranged.

Opening the closet, there are also layers of clothes of various styles hanging inside, coats, shirts, dresses, and single skirts.

All in her size, obviously, all for her alone.

Next to the cloakroom is a study room. On the large work table, a highly configured white all-in-one desktop computer and a silver notebook are placed. There are several eye-protecting work lamps with a color temperature that is very suitable for human eyes. Behind the table is an ergonomic The computer chair, obviously, is for the convenience of her writing work.

——After entering the hotel room, she opened the suitcase and found her press card and interview card.

Obviously, like the real world, she in this space also majored in media and worked as a reporter for the Canadian Environment Daily.

It seems that what Nie Tong said is right, the general direction of two parallel spaces generally does not change.

After wandering around for a while, Qin Jinnian's limbs and bones were flooded with a sense of fatigue. He had just "traversed" over, but he seemed to have been on a plane for more than ten hours. He was so tired that he didn't have time to change his clothes. Fell down on a thick and comfortable warm bed.

...

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, the color of the day outside the window turned dark blue.

Qin Jinnian's drowsiness eased, and he turned over in his sleep. In a daze, he felt a shadow shaking at the door through the gap between his eyelashes.

There was also the faint sound of footsteps.

Although he was depressed and calm, as if he didn't want to disturb her, it was obvious that someone had come in.

Without any sleepiness, she sat up, picked up the ashtray on the bedside cabinet, stepped on the carpet with her bare white feet and quickly walked to the corner of the bedroom door.

Until the footsteps approached, and there was a clear sound in her ear, she raised the ashtray defensively, and confronted him coldly: "Who is it?"

Outside the window, the moonlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on the handsome face of the visitor.

She froze.

(End of this chapter)