And now, she had to take the fall for this damned man, single-handedly enduring Liu Qingning's "pressure" and competing with her head-on.
Su Yu would definitely kneel before her if she knew!
Six o'clock in the evening.
They arrived at the Raffles Hotel at Pengrui.
The marble floor reflected a soft glow, and a faint floral fragrance wafted through the air.
The check-in process was straightforward and efficient, the staff clearly prepared in advance, displaying enthusiasm and professionalism.
After obtaining the room card, Wen Ruan took the elevator to the executive suite on the high floor.
The room was spacious and bright, the floor-to-ceiling windows offering a magnificent view of Shenzhen Bay. The evening sun bathed the entire space, turning the sea into a golden hue, bringing a sense of peace.
Wen Ruan stood by the window, gazing into the distance, her expression carrying a hint of contemplation.
Wang Dandan whispered, "President Wen, do you need to rest for a bit?"
