The hotel is your own territory. Fu Chengyuan went out with a familiarity and looked at all possible places--not even.

He stood under the wisteria corridor in the middle of the garden, with his back gloomy.

"Mr. Fu is worse than asking at the front desk, and you may gain something."

Fu Chengyuan turned around, his eyebrows frowned immediately, and then he sneered: "You should know who I am."

Fang Ling nodded: "Of course."

"Then you're very brave."

Fang Ling is actually still young, in her early twenties, but today she is wearing a big red dress and her makeup is very thick and mature, and she looks five or six years older than her actual age.

But despite this, she is still beautiful.

Bright, aggressive beauty.

"I think my appearance is no worse than Feng Ying."

Fu Chengyuan has seen many women who recommend themselves to the pillow table. Usually, as a secretary, Shi Sangluo has already seen the other party's thoughts and has stopped her long ago, so he will not let her make trouble in front of him.

But now he can't even find Shi Sangluo's people.

Fu Chengyuan walked around her and wanted to go to the rest area behind the hall, but Fang Ling boldly grabbed his arm directly: "Don't Mr. Fu want to know where she is?"

Fu Chengyuan threw away her hand in disgust and said, "Rareless."

"I know where she is."

"who?"

"Mr. Fu, the person you are looking for."

Fu Chengyuan sneered, "I haven't looked for anyone."

"You should be looking for Yewo's new girlfriend." Fang Ling looked at his back as he was getting farther and farther away, and said anxiously: "You just started arguing with Yewo for her, and I saw it."

Fu Chengyuan stopped.

Fang Ling held her skirt and walked slowly to him and whispered: "But I'm very curious. Mr. Fu, you are not with Feng Ying, why are you suddenly interested in Ye Wo's girlfriend? But I saw it just now. She looks a bit similar to Feng Ying. Does Mr. Fu like this one?"

Fang Ling exuded a strong perfume smell. Fu Chengyuan took two steps back and covered his mouth and nose: "You, step back."

Fang Ling nodded and kept a distance from him as if he was kind.

"Tell me, where is she?"

Fang Ling said: "I just saw the birthday boy today pulling her to the front desk. After saying a few words to the front desk, I got a room card."

Yu Jie.

Open a room for her?

Her birthday party was being held in the hall. What did she do when she pulled Shi Sangluo alone?

Fu Chengyuan turned around and walked back.

Fang Ling called him: "Mr. Fu, if I helped you, will there be no reward for me?"

Fu Chengyuan curled his lips and chuckled: "Reward you Ye Wo?"

"Okay, we each get what we need."

Fu Chengyuan left with a cold face and ignored Fang Ling behind him again.

At this time, the front desk was too busy because Yu Jie's birthday party was considered an invitation system, and everyone who came would go to the front desk to sign in.

Sang Luo had already arranged the process properly, and everything was carried out according to her plan. The lobby manager was much free and helped the guests sign in at the front desk.

Seeing Fu Chengyuan coming, the lobby manager immediately stood up and called respectfully: "Mr. Fu."

"Yeah." Fu Chengyuan responded lightly, then asked, "Yu Jie just opened a room?"

The lobby manager hesitated for a moment, "...Yes, he opened a room."

"Room number."

"……ah?"

Fu Chengyuan said unhappily: "I'll ask you about your room number!"

The lobby manager's expression immediately became awkward: "But... but Miss Yu opened the room to change clothes. She has several sets of dresses today. If you go, you will just happen to encounter her changing clothes..."

"I said, room number!"

“0230.”

Also on the second floor.

But it is the innermost room on the second floor corridor.

The hall was still noisy, and Fang Jibai stood on the side of the stage, directing the violin band to play a waltz. There were many people dancing to the music in the hall.

Ye Wo was still standing in the original place, siping wine slowly.
Chapter completed!