The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 224 Miss Ji Please Respect Yourself
Although Ji Qian seemed to be in a hurry, the service standards of star-rated hotels restricted these waiters. Out of professionalism, even if they liked Ji Qian very much and wanted to help her, they still had to refuse Ji Qian's unreasonable request.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Ji, this belongs to the privacy of the guests. We can't tell you. I hope you understand."

Ji Qian bit her lip. Although the waiter answered with a smile, she knew that even if she begged, there would be no result.

If it were me, if one day her check-in information was leaked because of someone else's begging, she would definitely not have any good feelings for the hotel, so the hotel would not break its own principles no matter what.

The inquiry was fruitless, so she could only drag her exhausted body back to the room in disappointment.

As soon as she sat on the bed, she suddenly stood up and walked towards the balcony as if she remembered something.

Her cell phone was still lying on the ground, because no one had called her all the time, so it was so quiet that she forgot to pick it up.

Picking up the phone again, she dialed Song Zhen's number almost without thinking.

"Dududu-"

At the same time, in room 909, Song Zhen's cell phone rang without warning. He took out his cell phone casually, but hesitated when he saw the name in the note.

The phone keeps ringing.

Qiu Sen and others who had been paying close attention to him cheered up and stared at him intently.

"Maomao's master?" Xia Lan felt that she was about to be exposed to some great gossip, because Song Zhen also showed hesitation about this number when she was in the square of the Public Security Bureau last time.

Wait, Momo?
Why is this name so familiar?
But she didn't react for a while.

Qiu Sen, on the other hand, showed such an expression.

When the boss came to Luchuan, he knew that things were not easy, and now it seems that it is so, no matter what case he came for, he came here for Ji Qian!
Hmph, selfishness!

He complained in his heart, but it was very strange, didn't Song Zhen usually have a good time on the phone with Ji Qian, why didn't he answer the phone tonight?

Not only did he not answer, he even pressed it down!
His eyes are wide open, not normal!Absolutely not normal!

"Okay, let's go here first, everyone rest early, we'll be busy tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Song Zhen put the materials in order and put them in the file bag.

During the period, his phone vibrated again, but he didn't seem to hear it, then picked up his phone and documents and went out.

"What's the matter, Qiu Sen?"

Looking at Song Zhen's tall and straight but looking lost back, Xia Lan couldn't help but gossip.

Qiu Sen grimaced, his eyes fixed on Xia Lanjiao's beautiful face, and said pitifully, "Look at my eyes, what do you see?"

"what?"

"How do you understand the pain of falling out of love, you..." He covered his heart, making a painful expression.

"Get out!" Xia Lan slapped his approaching face away, then stood up resolutely and walked towards the door.

"Hey, I'm telling the truth! Don't you think the boss is broken in love?" He hurriedly shouted at the backs of Xia Lan and Niu Quangang.

Xia Lan turned her head, her figure was proud, and the expression on her face was as cold as frost, "Jukeng, do you think everyone is as idle as you?"

The corner of Niu Quangang's mouth twitched, he couldn't help showing deep sympathy for Qiu Sen, and then he followed Xia Lan and left.

"Hey you!"

Qiu Sen stretched out his hand in the air, completely froze.

Why is he so bored!

What about a relationship?Why can't it work!

Hmph, if you don't believe him, he'll bet that Song Zhen's slut is broken in love.

It deserves it, who told him to be so bored all the time!
Qiu Sen, who has not pursued Xia Lan, has deep malice towards the world at this moment, he is still single, it is best for Song Zhen to be single, everyone in the world is single, everyone is single together!

snort!
This way, room 807.

The phone is connected, but no one answers.

Ji Qian persevered and kept calling.

Song Zhen suddenly appeared in Luchuan, and suddenly rejected herself. There must be something she didn't know, and she wanted an answer.

To put it bluntly, I just don't give up.

Upstairs at 909, Song Zhen looked at the screen of the mobile phone that kept lighting up, his eyes were secretive, and his eyes were shockingly deep.

Finally, he finally picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and connected it.

"Song Zhen!" Ji Qian's voice couldn't hide her excitement, it was a kind of struggle as if grasping the last ray of hope, "Where are you? Are you in Luchuan!"

Ji Qian cut straight to the point and went straight to the point.

Song Zhen raised his eyes, with surprise flashing across his eyes.

He really didn't expect Qian Yu to mention himself to Ji Qian.

But this question, for the relationship between the two now...

"Is this important?" He asked indifferently without answering.

Ji Qian was dumb for a moment, but she quickly realized, "Yes, it's very important to me! Song Zhen, what happened? We chatted well before, and you clearly treat me..."

"I'm sorry for the illusion I caused you." His tone was cold and his attitude was strange, "Miss Ji, I think you misunderstood."

With the sound of Miss Ji, the distance between the two of them was instantly opened.

Ji Qian's hand holding the phone tightly, almost exhausted all her strength, "Song Zhen, I want to see you! I know you must be in the hotel too, right?"

Out of a woman's intuition, she felt that Song Zhen had feelings for her. She didn't believe that Song Zhen would be so unfeeling. No matter what, she must see him in person!
"Song Zhen, I want to see you. Let's talk about it face to face. You can't just send me away with just one phone call!" She tried her best to hold back her tears, fighting for the last chance for herself.

But Song Zhen's heartless words dealt her the cruelest blow.

"I thought I had made it very clear, Miss Ji, please don't get entangled. I'm very busy and I don't have time to play so-called emotional games with you."

If Song Zhen's previous sentence "Don't call me again" was considered a tactful refusal, then this sentence is an explicit refusal.

Most importantly, the overtones of the sentence.

"A game of emotions?" Ji Qian couldn't believe it, and these words came out of Song Zhen's mouth.

It turned out that in Song Zhen's eyes, her affection for each other was so unbearable that he thought it was just a play on her whim?
"Your circle is too chaotic, Song has no intention of intervening, please respect Miss Ji."

"Song Zhen, you bastard!" Ji Qian was furious, gnashing her teeth at the phone, "You bastard!"

Before she could continue to scold, the phone was hung up.

Ji Qian's face turned pale with anger, and her heart ached. She raised her head, but the tears were still desperately trying to get out of her eyes.

Panting heavily, sometimes with the sound of sobbing, she was so uncomfortable that she was almost suffocating.

It's only because she is blind that she fell in love with such a bastard!

But at the same time as angry, the heart is so painful.

The last trace of disappointment was completely annihilated, bringing endless pain, that kind of pain tore her heart unscrupulously, like a flame, like a cold current, carrying the force of wind and thunder, rushing down the blood, domineeringly encroaching on her limbs The bones were burned inch by inch and frozen and cracked inch by inch, tormenting her.

The phone slipped, and she sat helplessly in front of the bed, her body began to twitch involuntarily.

It turned out that the pain was so severe that the body would produce such a violent physiological reaction.

Ji Qian laughed at herself, and lied weakly by the bed, like a fish off the shore, breathing with difficulty with her mouth open.

it hurts……

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Early the next morning, when the sky was still dark, she woke up.

It turned out that she had been lying on the bedside all night.

Glancing at the time, it was only 05:30.

Standing up with support, she walked to the bathroom, looked at her haggard and tired self in the mirror, and smiled stiffly.

so ugly...

Afterwards, she took a shower, and then began to change clothes and make up.

When the powder pressed under her eyes, she couldn't help laughing at herself, what if it covered the dark circles, her heart was already festered and pus.

However, she tidied herself up swiftly and put on a beautiful makeup for herself.

She is not the type to admit defeat easily, even though she was even insulted by Song Zhen on the phone last night, she still did not give up.

Sitting gracefully in the lobby of the hotel, looking at the hotel which was still quiet in the morning, she thought, she must stop Song Zhen to ask for clarification.

There are quite a lot of hotels here in Luchuan Film and Television City, but they are very scattered. The hotel where their crew stayed is considered to be the best filming base in Qingming Shanghe Garden. It is alone in the upper reaches of the Qingming River that runs through Qingming Shanghe Garden. There are no other buildings in the mile.

So when Qian Yu said that Song Zhen appeared here so late, her first reaction was that Song Zhen also lived in this hotel, not to mention that Song Zhen did not deny her guess on the phone yesterday.

Keeping her eyes on the entrance and exit of the lobby, it doesn't matter if the hotel attendant doesn't tell her, she just stands guard here, and she won't be able to stop Song Zhen.

Six o'clock, then seven o'clock, then eight o'clock...

The time passed by, and she refused even the waiter who came to her to sign, and just stared at the hall intently.

At [-]:[-], Song Zhen took Qiu Sen and the others out of the viewing restaurant on the second floor.

(End of this chapter)