My late husband is back in a different vest

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xi." The manager appeared in front of Xi Yan respectfully, and pushed the front desk aside.

"Hmm." Xi Yan's expression was dull.

"Mr. Guo has already called. I'm too blind to understand Mount Tai. I'm really sorry." The manager kept trying to please Xi Yan with a smile, for fear of making Xi Yan unhappy.

Seeing the surprise on Xi Yan's face, the receptionist next to him pulled Xia Shengsheng away, walked up to Xi Yan and said, "Mr. Xi?" His voice was tender and soft.

"Go away." Xi Yan looked at the woman in front of him with displeasure, and said unceremoniously, without showing any mercy.

The smile on the woman's face froze instantly.

"I've already said, don't go forward." A Xiang stared at the woman, spreading his hands.

Xia Shengsheng also got embarrassed: "I'm sorry, he is like this."

"Come here." Xi Yan pulled Xia Shengsheng behind him, forcing her to stand with him, and that intimate gesture also attracted a wave of people's attention, especially the staff standing aside. If eyes can kill, Xia Shengsheng Perhaps eaten alive.

"What are you doing, don't touch me." Xia Shengsheng slapped wildly.

Xi Yan's face was darkened, the strength in his hands did not relax because of this, and the anger on his face spread out radially.

"Your direction is the presidential suite, I'm not qualified to enter, let me go quickly, stop messing around." Xia Shengsheng kept shrinking back with all her strength, but still couldn't struggle, so she had to soften her tone.

Hearing that, Xi Yan frowned, and said with a sly smile: "I'm afraid you have no choice but to follow me tonight, and only I can take you in."

"Nonsense, don't think I can compromise if you help me find the necklace." Xia Shengsheng pouted, unwilling to believe his nonsense.

Xi Yan suddenly let go of his hand, Xia Shengsheng staggered back a few steps, glaring at Xi Yan.

"I advise you to inquire carefully before doing something, so as not to waste your energy." Xi Yan folded his arms around his chest, looked at the helpless Xia Shengsheng carefully, and did not move at all.

Looking at Xia Shengsheng's stubborn back, Xi Yan stared at the stopwatch on his wrist, thinking silently.

"Ding." The smile on the corner of Xi Yan's mouth deepened.

"What did you do?" Seeing Xia Shengsheng clenching his fists, he went straight to Xi Yan and said angrily.

Xi Yan shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips: "Why, not curious? Why am I waiting for you here?"

"Have you played enough? Hurry up and tell them to give me the room key, I don't have time to play with you." Xia Shengsheng stretched out her hand and asked for it.

Tired and sore all day long, I haven't had time to get a good night's sleep.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xi." The front desk and the manager came late.

Xia Shengsheng fixed her eyes on the manager.

"Is it him?" Xia Shengsheng pointed in Xi Yan's direction.

The manager stood aside, stunned for a while, blinked his eyes, and looked at Xi Yan in confusion, then quickly lowered his head and stopped looking at each other, trembling, always feeling that he said the wrong thing.

"It's okay to tell the truth, no one will blame you." Xi Yan said.

With Xi Yan's words, the experience was like having a backer and support. The manager's eyes brightened instantly, and he said firmly: "The room belongs to Mr. Guo, and the room allowance for other business class passengers is tight. There is no room at all. ..."

Xi Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Shengsheng proudly and said, "You should believe it now, right?"

"How could this be?" Xia Shengsheng's voice gradually softened.

Xi Yan played tricks on the manager, and the manager, who was watching his words, said, "Mr. Guo specifically asked me to prepare a room for Ms. Xia when he left."

When Xia Shengsheng heard this, she instantly came to life: "Really?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Guo, who has the air of a sloppy ruffian, is really not sloppy in his work.

"Here's the room key."

Before Xi Yan finished speaking, Xia Shengsheng quickly took the key and disappeared in front of everyone.

"You've done a good job, it's none of your business here." Xi Yan smiled at the manager.

The manager quickly laughed: "It should be." Before Xi Yan didn't notice, the manager took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently on his forehead, which was really a false alarm.

"The latest news from the boss, the whereabouts of the investors are unknown." Ah Xiang was sweating profusely.

Xi Yan frowned slightly: "When did it happen? Why didn't you notify me now?"

"It's also the latest news." Ah Xiang blinked innocently.

"Understood, I'll get someone to bring the private jet in later." Xi Yan's expression was violent.

Ah Xiang gasped, sweating for the investor.

"Wow, this is too luxurious." Xia Shengsheng muttered, this can be called a palace, with resplendent decoration, every piece of furniture is perfect without dead ends.

Xia Shengsheng, who was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, went straight to the bathroom, taking off one piece of clothes every time she took a step, like a wild horse running wild.

In the huge bathroom, there were all the facilities. Xia Shengsheng continued to light an aromatherapy diffuser, slowly closed her eyes, and slid into the bathtub. A pair of slender and white arms naturally hung down beside the bathtub.

As soon as Xi Yan opened the door, she glanced at the women's underwear at her feet. The pink and small clothes made people think about it, and unconsciously, she was full of heat.

Xia Shengsheng opened her eyes suddenly, looked at the door of the bathroom with vigilant eyes, and covered it with a towel casually: "Who? What are you doing sneakily?"

"Hmm, I really enjoy life." Xi Yan leaned against the door.

"How did you get in? Get out quickly."

"If you're not mistaken, this should be my room. Strictly speaking, we live in one room, and you should be the one who should pay attention." Xi Yan said with a straight face, his eyes wandering over every inch of Xia Shengsheng's skin superior.

Xia Shengsheng's face was smoked by the mist for a while, and now it looks even more rosy.

"You have 10 minutes to clean up."

"What?" Xia Shengsheng was full of doubts, and didn't care about the nonsense, and put on the clothes indiscriminately.

Ah Xiang stood outside for a long time, his clothes neatly dressed: "The boss plane is already waiting on the roof."

"Let's go, what are you still doing in a daze, are you drinking the northwest wind here?" Xi Yan gestured to the dazed Xia Shengsheng with his eyes.

After a day and a half of tossing and tossing, it was all in vain. On the plane, Xia Shengsheng was already sleepy and lethargic.

"Huh?" Xia Shengsheng woke up and appeared on the familiar soft bed again, hesitating for a moment.

"Are you awake?" The maid entered: "The young master brought you back last night. Master Xi Yan really respects you. I have never seen him treat anyone so well."

Xia Shengsheng spared her head: "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been a day, and Master Xi Yan told us not to wake you up," said the maid.

"Where are the others?" Xia Shengsheng remained expressionless, but the clothes brought by the maid were draped over her body.

"It seems to be downstairs." The maid said.

Xia Shengsheng dressed neatly: "Well, I'll go down and have a look."

"Hungry?" Xi Yan took off her apron and spoke softly.

Xia Shengsheng pinched herself fiercely, thinking that she hadn't woken up, but the scene in front of her felt unbelievable.

"Why, have you changed tactics?"

Xi Yan didn't answer, and focused on fiddling with the bowls and chopsticks in his hand.