Chapter 220
Words:966Update:22/06/17 10:35:15
"I'll do it now." Ji You's heart warmed. Would he not have to be called a little b * tch by Old Madam soon?
He had lived for more than 20 years and this was the first time someone called him a little b * tch!
Moreover, he was a man …
Just the thought of it made his heart ache.
He quickened his pace, wanting to resolve this matter as soon as possible and get rid of the 'little b * tch' label.
Mochen watched as Ji You walked away and stopped. He lit a cigarette and took a puff. He took out his phone and opened his contact list. He glanced at Wei Wei's number and a dark glint flashed in his eyes.
That night four years ago, he did not take a good look at the girl's face. He only remembered that she was wearing a school uniform.
He had purposely played this trick back then.
If she was a treasure girl, then she was really a high school student four years ago!
He thought of the first time she saw him and was nervous and afraid …
He suddenly felt anxious and wanted to find out the answer as soon as possible.
He put out his cigarette and his eyes were misty. He opened the car door and got in. His fingers gripped the steering wheel and he started the car.
He had only left for a few minutes when his phone rang.
When he saw that it was Rong Yan, he immediately blacklisted her number.
Rong Yan was annoyed and changed to Nie Rong's phone.
Mochen glanced at it and switched off his phone.
Rong Yan tried again but it was still switched off. She threw Nie Rong's phone on the floor.
Nie Rong was speechless.
He glanced at his phone, which was lying on the marble floor with a cracked screen. He felt sorry for himself and his phone.
But he still smiled at Rong Yan. "Madam, I told you that there was no one in the suite. You didn't believe me and insisted on guarding it."
Rong Yan looked at the tightly shut door.
Perhaps the person inside was suffering and would not starve to death even if they did not eat for a day and night!
She looked at Nie Rong. "Scram!"
Nie Rong said, "Then you stay here and guard it. I'm leaving."
Rong Yan took a deep breath and made a call. "Get a locksmith here."
In less than 20 minutes, her bodyguard brought a locksmith over.
The locksmith was trembling. "Miss, please let me go. I wouldn't dare to open this lock even if I had ten heads."
Rong Yan took out a stack of cash from her wallet and threw it to the locksmith. "Is this enough?"
The locksmith said, "This … this isn't about money …"
The Diyuan Hotel was the most luxurious seven-star hotel in Nangang City. There were only a few in the entire imperial capital, and the people who stayed here were either rich or respectable.
What's more, this was the top floor. The elevator from the first floor directly led to the top floor, and there were no stops in the middle. He didn't even dare to imagine who was living here. How could a small locksmith like him dare to offend them?
Rong Yan asked, "Then what is it?"
The locksmith said, "I have a family …"
Rong Yan looked at the locksmith in disdain and said arrogantly, "My grandfather is Rong Monan and my father is Rong Zhan, the President's chief assistant. My mother is Helian Jing, the President's sister. Is that enough?"
The locksmith almost fainted when he heard that.
This was the first time he had seen such a legendary son of a rich and powerful family.
Rong Yan looked at the bodyguard and said, "Get someone to send a check for $100,000."
The bodyguard replied, "Yes, Elder Miss."
Rong Yan looked at the locksmith and asked, "Is that enough?"
The locksmith replied, "Yes … yes!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
