He hadn't left yet, just sitting on the sofa, with the tall window behind him reflecting the strong light from the chandelier.
He sat in the shadows, yet seemed shrouded in a layer of gloom.
His eyes were chillingly cold.
Lu Zhenzhen's brows and eyes gradually turned colder, she didn't avoid, not even slightly, and stared straight at him.
"Zhenzhen."
Ji Yanzhi hadn't noticed Gao Zhe was there, he said, "I'll go talk to the manager, I have to go back tonight, so I'll have to find another opportunity to treat you to a meal."
"You do what you need to."
Lu Zhenzhen flipped through her phone, found a number, and gave it to him, "You don't need to find the manager, talk to the hotel owner, I've already mentioned it, you discuss compensation yourselves."
Ji Yanzhi recorded the number, "You always think of everything, thanks to you."
"He's right in the hotel, you can go find him on the 13th floor."
