131. Chapter 131 The beauty hidden in the golden house


Chapter 131 The beauty hidden in the golden house

Jin Shiyue looked at her, his black eyes filled with coldness, and his voice was hoarse: "I saw it."

Lian Li was in a calm mood, "What did I see?"

Jin Shiyue said nothing and stared at her silently.

Lian Li didn't wait for his reply and suggested: "Do you have a residence in Shanghai, or do you want to stay in a hotel? Do you want me to book a hotel for you?"

Eye contact.

moment.

Jin Shiyue looked away, raised his long legs, missed her side, brushed her shoulder with his arm, and left the suite directly.

Lian Li looked back and saw that the proud and arrogant Mr. Jin did not stop. In a few seconds, his figure disappeared from her sight.

The eldest young master suddenly appeared and left smoothly.

He didn't even say hello, why is it so strange.

Could it be that he came here for a visit?

The sound of the door closing came, but Lian Li still didn't understand.

She walked to the door, opened it, and poked her head out, quite sneakily.

The corridor was covered with thick carpets, and oil paintings hung on the walls. It was silent and there was no sign of Jin Shiyue.

Lian Li has been a single person since she was a child. Regardless of her heart, she can barely be regarded as a good girl in terms of her deeds.

She finds it quite amusing to make a fuss every once in a while.

I just don't know what he's talking about.

The eldest young master's moody temper did not affect her.

Lian Li was too sensible to think that the cynical Jin Shi was sulking because of her.

Previously, she mistakenly thought that Jin Yanting was interested in her and taught her a self-righteous lesson. Once was enough.

She doesn't care who likes her and who doesn't.

When Lian Li took her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower, a black Bentley outside the hotel door lit up with a flash of light from a mobile phone screen.

In the driver's seat, Jin Shiyue lowered his eyes slightly and swiped the phone screen twice with his fingertips.

Lian Li didn't call him.

After seven or eight seconds, his eyes fell silent and he threw the phone on the passenger seat.

Jin Shiyue's expression was dull, his neck was slightly tilted back against the back of the chair, his thick eyebrows were slightly folded, and he had an indifferent and noble attitude.

After a while, he picked up the cigarette case on the center console, tapped a cigarette, and lit it with a lighter.

He bit the cigarette on his lips, took a puff, slowly swallowed it into his throat, and then exhaled it again. A thin layer of smoke enveloped his deep and handsome face.

There is nothing that Jin Shiyue is addicted to.

He rarely smoked. Most of the time he lit a cigarette and held it in his hand, waiting for the cigarette to burn out or stubbing out the butt.

When the employees of Yunqi Hotel saw the car parked outside, some wanted to ask the other party to drive away, but before they left the hotel, they saw the license plate from a distance and immediately shrank back in fear.

Don't dare to offend, can't afford to offend.

Jin Shiyue put his long arm loosely against the car window, and the cigarette held between his fingers flashed a bright red color, flickering on and off, and was almost burnt out.

He dusted it into the ashtray slowly and slowly.

Picking up the cell phone from the passenger seat, he lowered his eyelids and looked at it.

Lian Li didn't call him.

No message was sent.

Not one was sent.

No punctuation marks were given.

Not even typing.

Only when she feels comfortable serving her will she be nice to him and call out "Shi Yue" softly.

During her period, she didn't need him and could completely forget about him.

A woman with a heart of stone.

ungrateful.

The heartless Lian Li stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, overlooking the bustling night scene of Shanghai. The Bund area is a true portrayal of Shanghai's ten-mile foreign market. The splendid buildings and the land are all full of wealth and wealth.

She held the phone with her white fingers, wondering if she should send any news to Jin Shiyue.

Thinking of the eldest young master's previous words of "care about me", I clicked on WeChat and edited the message and sent it to him. "Where do you live?"

No immediate reply.

Jin Shiyue deliberately ignored her for half a minute before replying: "Under the car"

Lian Li thought it would take him a long time to reply, but she didn't expect him to reply so quickly.

She first sent a confused emoji, and then typed: "What's under the car?"

Jin Shiyue sent a photo, which was a picture of the main entrance of Yunqi Hotel. You can clearly see the iconic logo of Yunqi Hotel.

Lian Li: "You haven't left yet?"

Jin Shiyue: "My girlfriend is here, where are we going?"

Lian Li: "Then are you staying in a hotel?"

Getting a presidential suite couldn't be easier for him.

Jin Shiyue: "Where can I live and see you hanging out with other men?"

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

Lian Li: "..."

When did she have sex with other men?

Lian Li looked out the window. It was raining. The raindrops hit the clear glass window, forming irregular water marks and slowly flowing downward.

Cold, late at night, outside, raining.

The four situations were superimposed, and she frowned involuntarily.

Lian Li took a coat, simply put it on to wrap herself up, took her cell phone and took the elevator downstairs.

Seeing her coming down so late at the front desk, she enthusiastically asked if there was anything she could do to help you.

Lian Li asked the front desk for an umbrella, walked out, walked around outside the door, and found the suspicious black car. She stuffed one hand into her pocket to keep warm, and walked over holding a black umbrella in the other hand.

The car window was open, and a bit of rain floated into the car with a cool breeze, falling on the man in the driver's seat, but he seemed to be unaware, holding the phone in one hand, sliding his fingertips to refresh.

No new news.

"Jin Shiyue." A female voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The clear and sweet voice traveled through the wind and rain day and night, reaching directly to Jin Shiyue's cochlea.

"Jin Shiyue." Lian Li called softly again.

Jin Shiyue looked sideways at the sound and saw a thin figure shivering holding an umbrella. The expression on her delicate face had not changed much, but her trembling eyelashes betrayed that she was very cold now.

He picked up the passenger's suit jacket, opened the door and got out of the car, and put the clothes on Lian Li.

Lian Li didn't expect the weather to be so cold when she went out. She raised the umbrella in her hand to protect the two of them from the wind and rain.

"Why are you running around?"

Jin Shiyue scolded in a low voice, "Go back."

He put a coat on her, and even though she was warmer, she still felt cold. She made a quick decision, grabbed his arm with her other hand, and pulled him towards the hotel.

"You follow me."

"What are you doing?" Jin Shiyue raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Robbing a man by force in a large public place."

Before Lian Li came down, she just wanted him to leave, but she changed her mind as soon as she saw him.

"You stay in my room, be careful not to be discovered."

"The beauty is hidden in the golden house?" Jin Shiyue asked.

Lian Li looked up at him, "It doesn't count as a golden house."

Although Yunqi Hotel is a top luxury hotel, it is not yet a golden hotel.

The eldest young master has a charming body and can be regarded as a hidden beauty.

Jin Shiyue was dressed in a black shirt and black trousers, tall and straight, with a dignified elegance nourished by power.

The coat Lian Li was wearing was from the same series as the clothes he was wearing.

The suit jacket was wide, and she was slim and petite. His clothes could easily wrap her up, as if she belonged completely to him.

Jin Shiyue curled up his lips slightly, put one hand in his pocket, took the umbrella from her hand with the other hand, and held it between the two of them. The umbrella naturally tilted towards her.

Lian Li looked up at him, her bright eyes moist.

Jin Shiyue clicked his tongue and pulled his lips lazily: "If I don't follow you, cry for me."

Lian Li: ...Where is she crying?

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