Chapter 993
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Only Qin Yinan and Cheng Qingchong were left in the living room.
Qin Yinan was still his usual self. He leaned against the window and played with his phone, treating Cheng Qingchong as a stranger.
Cheng Qingchong stood obediently at the door.
However, Cheng Qingchong kept sneaking glances at Qin Yinan like she was struggling with something. She wanted to walk toward him, but she didn't have the courage.
Time ticked by, and Mr. Smith was still on the phone in the bedroom.
Cheng Qingchong's hands were gripped into fists. If she didn't go to Qin Yinan now, after he sent Mr. Smith away, she probably wouldn't have the chance to see him anymore.
But … he hated her so much. Even if she asked for his help, he would only give her scorn and mockery.
Cheng Qingchong took half a step toward Qin Yinan, but in the end, she took a step back.
Five minutes later, Mr. Smith came out from the bedroom. Cheng Qingchong put on a polite smile and walked Mr. Smith and Qin Yinan to the car.
When she returned to her office, Cheng Qingchong received a message from her mother saying that she had just returned from Europe. She placed her phone aside with annoyance and leaned against the table to stare out the window.
I should tell my mother the truth about the divorce. Since it's not convenient to talk on the phone, I'll just text her …
Cheng Qingchong picked up her phone and stared at the screen. She racked her brain for a long time before she started typing on the keyboard. However, before she could type anything, there was a knock on the door. It was the worker who cleaned up Mr. Smith's room. She was holding a watch in her hand. "Manager Cheng, the tenant left something behind."
Cheng Qingchong immediately put down her phone and accepted the watch. She had been seeing Mr. Smith for the past few days, so she knew this was his watch. He had probably taken it off to play with when he was on the phone, but due to time constraints, he had left it behind. Cheng Qingchong immediately dialed Mr. Smith's number, but he told her his phone was off.
Has the plane taken off?
Cheng Qingchong dialed another number, but it was still off. After some hesitation, she pressed Qin Yinan's number on the landline.
The call was picked up soon, and Qin Yinan's gentle voice came through. "Hello, Qin Yinan."
Cheng Qingchong couldn't remember how long it had been since she had heard Qin Yinan's gentle voice. She held the phone, and her mind started to wander.
"Hello, may I ask …"
Cheng Qingchong came to and immediately said politely into the phone, "Hello, Mr. Qin, I'm from Four Seasons Hotel …"
Before Cheng Qingchong could finish, Qin Yinan cut her off coldly. "What do you want?"
Cheng Qingchong's heart ached with pain. She gripped the phone and tried her best to control her tone. "When we were tidying up the room, we discovered Mr. Smith's lost watch. I tried to call his phone, but it was switched off, so I can only contact you …"
After a pause, Cheng Qingchong added, "Mr. Qin, do you think it's more convenient for us to mail it to Mr. Smith if you tell us his address? Or should we give it to you, and you can pass it to Mr. Smith … "
"Leave the Four Seasons Hotel in half an hour." Qin Yinan's tone was calm as he tossed out a few words and hung up.
Cheng Qingchong was stunned for two seconds before she understood what Qin Yinan meant.
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