Chapter 212 Hello

check"Dream Sister, open the window," a gruff female voice said slowly in the carriage.Su Meng hesitated for a moment, then asked Shen Xiuqin from the rearview mirror.In the back seat, Shen Xiujin’s p...The handsome man's eyes flashed a strange light for a moment, then he smiled subtly, nodding his head, "Are there any rooms left"

"Yes! Yes, yes!" As the owner of a guesthouse, she had met plenty of people coming and going. But like the handsome man before her, who possessed a unique aura, this was her first encounter.

A man followed ZhaoZhao into the main hall. As soon as they entered, the windows were bright and clear. Standing at the counter, they could see through the glass door to the courtyard, including the lake surface of Erhai in the distance.

But, the man's gaze abruptly stopped on a bamboo mat woven lounge chair on the eaves of the courtyard. In an instant, a spark flashed and disappeared.

"Sir, this is a pre-stay agreement for our guesthouse. Have a look and see if you can accept it" Zhao Zhao handed over an agreement. Although she didn't know why the boss would set such a strange agreement, since she started working here, there had never been an exception.

All guests must agree to this agreement before check-in.

The man's long fingers took the agreement, somewhat puzzled... It was a strange rule, he hadn't heard of it before. Which hotel or inn would have a pre-check-in agreement

It doesn't matter anyway, he took a rough look and vaguely understood how the young couple who had been exposed online ended up being kicked out of this homestay.

Zhao Zhao looked at the man in front of her, a little nervously. He was so handsome! She was worried that if this dashing guy didn't agree to the agreement, what would she do

In Zhao Zhao's eyes, this was just like the domineering CEO in a romance TV drama come to life!

As I was fretting and wrestling with my doubts, a deep voice resonated:

"Do you have a pen"

"Huh ...Yes!" Zhao Zhao hurriedly handed over a pen, her happiness evident on her face.

In black and white, with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, the name was signed swiftly.

The little girl was busy checking in when the man finally turned his head to look outside. On the eaves of the courtyard, a rocking chair swayed back and forth in the wind. A barely perceptible curve touched his handsome lips.

"Sir, what are you looking at"

"The scenery here is pretty good. That lounge chair is quite interesting, can I use it It's pretty fun."

"Oh, that chaise lounge, no, no, that won't do. That's our boss's exclusive one. The boss needs it to lie on and sunbathe for his afternoon naps every day." Zhao Zhao, being so straightforward, said everything without a filter at all.

A glint flashed in the man's dark eyes, but his expression remained unreadable. "Oh, I see," he said, a hint of regret on his handsome face. "So that's your boss's recliner. Then there's nothing to be done about it." With that, he and his short-haired assistant took their luggage and walked towards the stairs.

When he checked in, it was already afternoon. By the window on the second floor, the man took a shower and changed into a fresh set of casual clothes. He stood by the window, quietly looking out at the lounge chair under the eaves.

"Boss..."

"Aj Zheng, I've told you, here, don't call me boss."

"This... isn't called a boss, what is it called"

Just call my name.

The man by the window was talking to his subordinates, but his eyes never left the reclining chair. From his angle, he could faintly see half a body on the chair.

Suddenly, the man on the reclining chair moved and slowly got up. The man by the window retreated behind the curtains and glanced at his watch: "Azheng, go buy some food to bring up. I'm not going downstairs for dinner." If he wasn't going downstairs, he must have other plans.

The lounge chair downstairs is empty at the moment.

The sky gradually darkened.

The woman, addressed as "Boss," finished her dinner and slowly returned to the courtyard. As usual, when she reached the glass door, her steps faltered, and a puzzled look appeared in her eyes as she gazed at the rocking chair on the eaves swaying back and forth... She moved closer, her puzzlement turning into utter astonishment.

There was a man sitting on the empty lounge chair.

And he was holding her teacup in his hand, sipping tea slowly... But!

Slowly, the person turned their face. Their elegant and handsome features held a subtle curve at the corners of their thin lips. "Hello..." The curve of their mouth was perfect as they introduced themselves. "Lu Mingchu." swept past Xia Guanjia's face:"Xia Shu, you seem to hear a lot of things."A casual remark, and Xia Guanjia's nerves went taut: "No, sir, I just...""I understand, Uncle Xia cares about the murderer wh...