Wen Linyu's single word of concern almost made An Li burst into tears.
Right now, An Li had no mind to stay mad at Wen Linyu. She turned to the staff beside her and said, "Sister Nan, help me open a room for him, use my ID."
The receptionist stared at An Li in disbelief, not understanding what she meant.
Only then did An Li say, "I know him, he's my… uncle."
That "uncle" came out in a voice that dropped noticeably.
It wasn't that she didn't know that Wen Linyu had long since broken up with her aunt, it was that she didn't want her coworkers to misunderstand.
Ding Nan finally reacted.
No wonder this man had just asked her if she was short of money again—that's exactly the kind of thing elders often say to juniors, isn't it?
Ding Nan hurriedly got up and went back to the front desk, quickly and deftly opening a room.
After the room was ready, Ding Nan took the key card and walked back toward An Li again.
