As soon as Qiu Qianghai walked into the hall, a woman dressed stylishly and provocatively, with big wavy curls, quickly stood up from the sofa and ran towards him.
"Brother Hai—"
The coquettish tone made everyone who heard it feel goosebumps all over.
Qiu Qianghai frowned tightly and walked toward the woman.
The woman did not notice how terrible Qiu Qianghai's face looked at that moment.
He rushed towards the approaching woman. Before she could speak, he grabbed her by the back of the neck and headed toward the first-floor lounge.
The surrounding guests did not notice anything unusual because Qiu Qianghai's actions were not conspicuous, and he left the woman plenty of space to move.
The hall attendants seemed to have seen nothing, not even greeting the boss but instead appeared particularly busy, as if the hotel was so swamped today that they couldn't lift their heads.
It was not until Qiu Qianghai left that the surrounding attendants exchanged glances.
