Mr. Zhan’s Little Demon is All Grown up

  Chapter 1892 The boss behind the scenes

  Mrs. Feng naturally can't forget it so easily.

   "Since you can't make the decision, then ask your manager to come out, and I will tell him personally."

  Seeing that the woman seemed not easy to mess with, the front desk staff had no choice but to contact the manager.

   Soon, the manager came over, knew the woman's voice, and immediately laughed with him: "Madam Feng, it's you, what do you need?"

  Madam Feng looked at the manager, and said proudly: "I want to find out which room a person is in, can the manager do it?"

   "Who do you want to check?" the manager asked.

   "Feng Qingyan." Mrs. Feng said: "You will register all the occupants, please help me find out which room she lives in."

   After hesitating for a while, the manager said, "Okay, please wait a moment."

  The manager looked at the front desk staff and ordered: "Check which room Ms. Feng Qingyan lives in."

"OK."

  Mrs. Feng looked at the front desk staff and snorted coldly.

  After the meeting, the front desk said: "Manager, there is no check-in information for Miss Feng Qingyan."

   "What did you say? No! How is this possible?" Mrs. Feng questioned.

  The manager said: "You should check it carefully."

  The front desk said: "I checked it several times, and it's really not there."

  The manager looked at Mrs. Feng: "Ma'am, are you sure Miss Feng is in our hotel?"

   "Of course I'm sure, otherwise how could I come?"

   "But there is indeed no check-in information for Miss Feng in the system, why don't you confirm with Miss Feng again?"

  Mrs. Feng said coldly: "If I can ask her to confirm, what else can I ask you for?" After a pause, she looked at the front desk staff, and said again: "Are you sure you checked carefully?"

  The front desk said: "Madam, I'm sure."

  Mrs. Feng's complexion is not happy, Feng Qingyao can't lie to her, but why can't find Feng Qingyan in the hotel?

  Junxinyue Hotel belongs to Beimingyue's private property, and it was bought from other people early in the morning. Few people know, including the hotel staff, who don't know the identity of the big boss.

  As the boss behind the scenes, he naturally doesn't need to register, let alone Feng Qingyan's name.

   After thinking for a while, Mrs. Feng called Feng Qingyao again to confirm, but the other party never answered the phone.

  The woman's originally displeased face became even more ugly at this time, and none of them answered her calls. She simply hung up the phone and turned around angrily to leave.

  In the car, Feng Qingyan looked out the window quietly.

  She grew up in this city, she is very familiar with it, but now she feels very strange, so strange that she has no feeling for it.

   Seeing the woman hang up the phone, staring out the window in a daze, after a while, Bei Mingyue finally couldn't help asking: "What are you thinking? Who called just now?"

  Feng Qingyan came back to her senses, turned her head to look at him, and suddenly said: "I was thinking, what would it be like if I hadn't run away five years ago and stayed in the city that never sleeps?"

  Bei Mingyue: "It will be that we got married five years ago."

  Feng Qingyan: "Not necessarily, you were so irritable back then, you might really break my leg."

  Bei Mingyue: "...I'm just talking, when did I give up touching your finger?"

  Feng Qingyan: "You didn't touch me with a single finger, so you're ashamed to say it!"

  Bei Mingyue suddenly smiled charmingly: "The one at night doesn't count." After a pause, he said again: "Don't try to change the subject, who called you just now?"

   "Mrs. Wind."

  Feng Qingyan answered lightly, as if talking about a stranger.

  Bei Mingyue moved her lips, but before she could speak, Feng Qingyan immediately said again: "I've already blocked her, and I won't have any contact with them in the future."

  (end of this chapter)