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Xue Feifei called out to the door, âWho is it?â
A womanâs voice responded from the entrance, âRoom service.â
Without a second thought, Xue Feifei rejected, âI didnât call for room service.â
There was a slight pause outside the door then the woman spoke again, âExcuse me, are you, Miss Xue? Our hotel has a âMystic Nightâ event happening this evening, and we are offering a mystery gift to each guest. However, it must be personally accepted by the guest themselves, or it will be deducted from our wages.â
Xue Feifei and Lu Weixi exchanged glances. Who asked her to carelessly sign up for this âMystic Nightâ event? And this plea sounded so sincere, she had no choice but to nod, âOkay, wait a moment.â
Lu Weixi turned around and quickly made a call to the hotelâs front desk for confirmation. Once confirmed, Xue Feifei walked to the door.
As soon as she opened the door, Yu Sixing and He Weiyou, who were waiting outside, rushed in.
Xue Feifei was startled, and instinctively tried to block them. But how was she, a single woman, supposed to fend off two strong men? Especially Yu Sixing, who shamelessly wrapped his arms around her waist and began pulling her out when he saw an attractive woman opening the door.
Xue Feifei grew up with Lu Weixi and they were also college classmates. Even though they didnât get along at that time, she still recognized their basic social relationships. Yu Sixing and He Weiyou were both Qin Zhiyouâs close friends and classmates, meaning they were her seniors. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yu Sixing and He Weiyou might not recognize the ugly duckling from those years ago, who is now the third-rate celebrity Xue Feifei, but she definitely remembers them. On top of it, Yu Sixing was holding her, which left her simultaneously surprised, embarrassed, and furious.
âLet go, you bastard!â
But Xue Feifei wasnât one to be trifled with; sensing Yu Sixingâs embrace, she lifted her foot and stomped on his. Alas, she was wearing slippers in the hotel and he had leather shoes, so it had no effect except causing him to hold onto her tighter.
Realizing her escape was futile, she quickly turned her head towards the room: âWeixi, youâ¦â
Before she could finish, the cold sound of leather shoes was heard and Qin Zhiyou strode over from the corridor and walked straight into the room. Then he slammed the door shut with a loud âbangâ.
It was only when the door was closed that Yu Sixing let go of her. He and He Weiyou breathed a sigh of relief, finally having found the right person. But before they could say anything, Xue Feifei had kicked him hard in a very sensitive area.
Xue Feifei, wearing slippers, might not pack much power in her foot-stomp, but her vicious kick was a different story. Yu Sixing immediately clasped his legs together and slowly collapsed onto the floor, beads of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead due to the pain. He Weiyou got scared and rushed over to help him up.
Damn it! Dare to embrace your madam; not killing you, you turtleâs grandson! Xue Feifei shot him a fierce glare, turned around, and tried to knock on the door. But the door was already closed, she couldnât enter, and she didnât know what to do next.
Inside the room.
Seeing Qin Zhiyou, Lu Weixi was relatively calm. Since meeting Qin Zhizha and learning that Qin Zhiyou was also here, she knew this moment would come. She just didnât know it would come so soon.
The soundproofing of the hotel was quite good, she hadnât heard the commotion from the hot spring area, and didnât know that Qin Zhiyou had already heard her conversation.
âDo you need something? If not, could you leave? I need to rest.â
Qin Zhiyou coldly looked at her, took in the hint of distaste in her eyes, and slowly began, âWhy wouldnât I need something? I came here to bed you..â