Qianjin's counterattack: Mr. Gu stay away from me

After getting off the plane, Zheng Jiaming took the suitcase from Leng Qiuhong's hand.

"No need Mr. Zheng, I can do it myself." Leng Qiuhong reached out to pull his suitcase, but Zheng Jiaming avoided it.

"Miss Leng, if I don't help you pull the suitcase, it will appear that I am not a gentleman, and there are people waiting at the gate of the airport. Let me do this."

Hearing what Zheng Jiaming said, Leng Qiuhong had no choice but to nod, "Then thank you, Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Jiaming smiled and did not speak, and walked towards the exit of the airport. Leng Qiuhong also followed behind Zheng Jiaming with small steps.

"Mr. Zheng."

As soon as he got out of the airport, a professional in a black suit ran over and looked at Zheng Jiaming and bowed slightly. He took the suitcase from Zheng Jiaming's hand, put it in the trunk, and helped Zheng Jiaming open the car door.

"Miss Leng, please." Zheng Jiaming let Leng Qiuhong sit in, walked to the other side, opened the car door and sat in.

"Mr. Zheng, I will take you and this lady to a hotel under the property of the Zheng Group. After you check in, take a rest." The professional in a suit said, putting on his seat belt.

"Okay, just follow your arrangement." Zheng Jiaming nodded, then turned to look at Leng Qiuhong.

"Miss Leng, it must be uncomfortable to fly, why don't you sleep for a while and I'll call you when you get to the hotel."

Leng Qiuhong nodded, "Okay, then thank you Mr. Zheng." Zheng Jiaming's proposal came at the right time, and Leng Qiuhong was also worried that he had nothing to say to Zheng Jiaming, and it would be a little embarrassing.

Hearing his proposal, he readily agreed and yawned cooperatively, closing his eyes and taking a nap for a while.

After a while, the car arrived at the hotel owned by the Zheng Group. Zheng Jiaming gently woke up Leng Qiuhong, "Miss Leng, it's time to wake up."

The professional staff took Zheng Jiaming and Leng Qiuhong's luggage, and helped them carry them to the hotel lobby and put them down, "Then Mr. Zheng, I will leave first. If there is anything you need, you are on the phone."

"Well, thank you." Zheng Jiaming nodded in response, and went to the front desk with Leng Qiuhong to check in.

"Hello." The front desk stood up and showed a standard smile with eight teeth. After seeing that it was Zheng Jiaming, his body trembled a little unexpectedly, "Mr. Zheng, hello."

Zheng Jiaming nodded, "Book two presidential suites for me."

When he heard that two rooms were booked, the front desk was stunned for a moment, glanced at Leng Qiuhong next to him, and asked again uncertainly, "Mr. Zheng, are you sure you are booking two rooms?"

Didn't the Internet say that two people came out to play together affectionately?Why are you still booking two rooms?
"Is there any problem?" Zheng Jiaming frowned and looked at the front desk with some displeasure on his face.

The front desk was startled by Gu Lingchen's tone and quickly shook his head, "No problem, Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment, I will help you with it."

There were many people passing by in the hotel, and many hotel staff couldn't help but take a second look when they saw Zheng Jiaming and Leng Qiuhong together.

After all, Zheng Jiaming and Leng Qiuhong have made a lot of headlines during this period of time, and the things between them can be said to be known to anyone who plays with a mobile phone.

Seeing two people appearing together in the hotel now further confirms the news of the two traveling together sweetly.

So those who passed by looked at Zheng Jiaming and Leng Qiuhong with some curiosity, and even secretly took pictures and whispered to their friends.

"Look at the news, is that President Zheng and the female star Leng Qiuhong on the Internet?"

A passing resident looked at the clothes of Leng Qiuhong and Zheng Jiaming, looked at the news on the mobile phone, and talked to the person next to him.

The people next to him heard the sound and looked at Leng Qiuhong and Zheng Jiaming for a comparison, with some surprise in their eyes, "It seems to be true!"

"It seems that the news on the Internet is really correct, tsk tsk tsk, she really looks like a man and woman, so envious!"

Zheng Jiaming has been waiting for the front desk to check in the room, Leng Qiuhong looked around in every possible way.

Seeing that many people cast different eyes on him, Leng Qiuhong looked around him in a daze, and made sure that those eyes were directed at him.

He touched Zheng Jiaming's arm, and moved his face closer, "Mr. Zheng."

"Huh? What's the matter, Miss Leng." Zheng Jiaming turned his head to see the smile overflowing from Leng Qiuhong's eyes, so cute.

"Is there something on my face?" Leng Qiuhong patted his face while talking, blinking his big piercing eyes.

Zheng Jiaming took a careful look at Leng Qiuhong's face and shook his head, "No."

"Is that the makeup on my face?" Leng Qiuhong looked at the people around and asked again.

"No, Miss Leng, your makeup is very complete and very beautiful." In the last sentence, Zheng Jiaming said it sincerely, Leng Qiuhong is really beautiful.

Leng Qiuhong was slightly taken aback when he heard Zheng Jiaming's words, he didn't expect Zheng Jiaming to say such straightforward words, and then smiled awkwardly.

"So what's wrong with Ms. Leng, why do you ask such a question?" Maybe Zheng Jiaming also noticed that what he said just now had slightly crossed the line, so he quickly changed the topic.

Leng Qiuhong shook his head, "It's nothing, I just feel that there are always people looking at me strangely."

"Miss Leng, don't think too much. You're scaring yourself. It's normal for a public figure to receive attention from others." Zheng Jiaming said softly.

Leng Qiuhong looked back at the people around him again, and as soon as he found Leng Qiuhong turning his head back, those people withdrew their gazes. Leng Qiuhong shrugged and turned back to the front desk.

The lady at the front desk handed the room card to Zheng Jiaming, "Zheng Jiaming has completed the process, I wish you a happy day."

Zheng Jiaming took the room card and handed it to Leng Qiuhong. Leng Qiuhong thanked him and took the room card. It was also a presidential suite.

"Mr. Zheng, in fact, you don't need to spend so much money. I'm not so particular. An ordinary room will do." Leng Qiuhong said unnaturally.

Seeing Leng Qiuhong's appearance, Zheng Jiaming smiled, "Miss Leng came with me, our rooms are next to each other, so I can rest assured that you live next door to me."

Leng Qiuhong nodded dully, put away the room card, "Then thank you, Mr. Zheng."

As soon as Leng Qiuhong finished speaking, a laugh came into his ears, and when he turned his head, he saw the front desk lady covering her mouth and secretly smiling.

Leng Qiuhong touched his nose in embarrassment and left with Zheng Jiaming.