C8

Warmth was shaken by the young woman in front of him. When she accidentally saw the laptop on the table, she realized that she didn't transmigrate. She was in a hotel room, but why did this person who called himself the manager of the guest room appear in her room?

"Stop shaking her. She's probably just sleeping in a daze!"

A deep voice rang out. It was extremely pleasant to listen to, and the most important thing was, why did Nikki feel that this voice was so familiar?

Following the direction of the sound, Su Qingrou fell into a pair of eyes that were as black as ink. Those eyes … He didn't know how to describe it!

"It's you!" "Why are you here?"

But precisely because of this, she also realized that her current appearance was extremely terrible. She did not forget that she was dug out from under the bed, so her hair would definitely be messy for a long time, and her drowsy appearance would definitely be very unsightly.

"Miss Su and I have some fate. However, rather than explaining why I'm here, why don't Miss Su explain why the hotel staff knocked on the door for so long? Why didn't Miss Su react at all?"

"You knocked on my door?" Warmth turned his head to look at the young woman who was still hugging him.

The young woman nodded heavily several times.

That's right, Miss Su, we saw that it was already time to check out of the room, but before you even went to check out, we called the guesthouse to ask if you wanted to continue staying here, but there was no reply on the phone. After checking the surveillance on the corridor, we realized that Miss Su had not come out yet, so we knocked on the door, but did not expect that after knocking for five to six minutes, you did not react at all, so we used our spare room card to open the door.

After listening to the manager's description, he finally understood what kind of trouble he had caused.

With a flushed face, Su Wangliang withdrew himself from the young woman's bosom and used his hand to flatten his messy hair. He lowered his head and extended his hand to point at the computer on the table.

I'm sorry, it's because I work until the early hours of the morning and I'm really too tired. Plus, I always sleep soundly, so I didn't hear the phone ring or your knocking.

He first looked up at the manager of the guest room and saw the manager of the guest room was also looking down at him, so he smiled embarrassedly.

"Well, since we've already missed the check-out time, I'll have to trouble you to go through the renewal procedure!"

"Good!" As long as I can make sure that Miss Su is alright, then I won't disturb Miss Su's rest for the time being. If you need anything, you can just call the front desk! "

Seeing that Nikki was alright, the manager knew from the dark circles under her eyes that what she said was true. So he didn't stay here to disturb her, stood up, bowed politely, and prepared to leave.

When she turned around and saw the young man standing at the door to the room, the manager of the guest room bowed towards the man and sincerely thanked him.

"Mr Xie, I'm really sorry for delaying you today. I even had you accompany me for a trip!"

The man who was addressed as Mr. Xie looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "It's fine, it's just a small matter. Since there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first!"

"Wait!" He stopped him before he realized what he was going to do.

"Anything else?" The man turned around to look at her, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile as usual, giving off the feeling of a spring breeze.

"That what …" "Thank you!"

"There's no need to be polite, I didn't really help. Miss Su, rest well, I won't disturb you any longer!"

Nikki sat on the bed, staring blankly at the man's back disappearing from her line of sight. She didn't even know when the manager left. It was only when the sound of the door closing came that she snapped out of her daze.

"This man's surname is Xie?" I saw him yesterday when I was getting out of the elevator. Today, the hotel staff came to knock on the door, but he bumped into him again.

Warmth muttered to himself, but very quickly, she tossed Mister Xie to the back of her mind.

So what if they had seen her three times in such a short period of time? In the end, she was still a stranger, and being handsome had nothing to do with her.

She had to find a room as soon as possible to move out. It was obvious that the hotel would be expensive, but staying for a night or two would be fine. If she stayed for long periods of time, she would have to contribute her pitiful budget to the hotel.

Furthermore, she didn't have much money on her and only had a total of less than a hundred thousand. In the future, she would have to use money to rent a house, eat and dress.

When she thought of this, the heart that had just been aroused by Mister Xie's peach blossom eyes immediately disappeared, and she no longer dared to show her head.

It was one in the afternoon and if she was lucky, she might find a suitable house. But if she couldn't find one in a short time, it would be better to find a cheaper youth hostel for a period of time. It was better than staying in a luxurious hotel.

After making up his mind, he immediately got off the bed and quickly washed himself. He then put on a new set of white shirt, jeans, and a grey down jacket. On his feet was a pair of canvas shoes that were a little white from the washing, while his hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of his head.

This kind of outfit was simple and nimble. It wasn't really beautiful, but it was much younger and prettier than when I was wearing pajamas at home.

She had a baby face to begin with. If she wasn't dressed in her usual old clothes, no one would have known that she was already in her early thirties.

After he left the hotel with his backpack, he did not go around looking for the room source, but instead headed straight for the most famous agency in the city.

Although finding an intermediary company required her to pay an extra half a month's rent as a middleman, it was still better than wandering around the city as she was unfamiliar with the place.

If you can't find a house in the shortest time possible, then the cost of staying in a hotel, plus the time wasted in finding a house, is actually much higher than the cost of an intermediary.

After all, she was also a top student with a double degree in economics and management. Although normally she didn't care about accounting, if she really became smart, even she would be afraid.

Maybe it was really her turn to take care of him. She had just told the real estate agent about her requirements, and the agent had just told her that he had a single apartment on hand that met all of her requirements. The key to the apartment had just arrived in his hands this morning and was still warm!