Gale recalled the CEO's instructions, opened the video window with the CEO, and chatted eloquently with Yan Zhengling.

"Miss, where are you going?"

“Pengshan Hotel.”

The wind is slightly startled, hotel?

No wonder the president would issue such an instruction?

My wife went on a date with a man in a hotel in the middle of the night. I wonder if the CEO wouldn't be angry.

"Such bad weather can't stop young lady from going to the hotel for an appointment. I guess the person she wants to meet is very important, right?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhengling nodded absently.

Peter was the person who changed her entire life. Apart from brother Jue, he was the most important to her.

Sweat broke out on Hayate's face. He could foresee what would happen after the fire buried deep in the president's heart exploded.

Hayate's face became even more ugly.

Is that really going to happen soon?

"Miss, the president has difficulty moving, so you can't leave him for too long. Otherwise, you know the president's temper. If you make him unhappy, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive in the imperial capital." Gale Feng reminded Yan Zhengling in a subtle way.

Yan Zhengling seemed to deliberately say in order to give Gao Feng some reassurance, "I won't be able to delay for long."

Hayate made a helpless expression towards the CEO in the video.

Zhan Hanjue's handsome face was livid, and he suddenly grabbed the vase on the bedside table and smashed it on the Duobao Pavilion wall cabinet opposite. Those precious collections fell to the ground with a crash, turning into pieces.

The more the exchange continued, the more Gale felt that the CEO's head was green.

After the Rolls-Royce arrived at the Pengshan Hotel, Yan Zhengling opened the door and ran away.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

The knock on the door was shocking.

The apparently orderly and spotless room suddenly became a mess.

The culprit, Yan Zhengling, had no idea that she had caused such a big trouble. She ran straight to Peter's hotel room.

Peter closes the door——

In the corridor, Swift Wind Falcon's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Peter opened the door, wearing only a pair of bullet pants and a bath towel.

Yan Zhengling didn't look at him at all, but urged anxiously, "Hurry, hurry, my handsome brother is still waiting for me."

"Yan Zhengling, you are crazy. I opened the door for you dressed like this. Do you think I want to pick you up?"

Yan Zhengling calmed down and said, "That's right, if you had any serious thoughts about me, you should have started two years ago."

Yan Zhengling turned around and saw Peter standing in front of her, dumbfounded.

Then there was the scream like a killing pig...

Yan Zhengling turned her back to him and said angrily: "Go and put on your clothes. You have such a low figure and your face is exposed?"

"I traveled all the way to the imperial capital to be tortured. How can I not think about it?"

Peter's nose was bleeding violently, and he sat on the ground and sighed miserably.

Peter was depressed, "Damn, you broke my nose and hurt my figure. Why should I be nice to you?"

Yan Zhengling laughed and said, "You don't have to feel inferior. The main reason is that my male idol's figure is too arrogant, so you can't compare with him, but you are still good compared to other men."

Peter sneered, "I am a plastic surgeon, and my understanding of the human body is better than anyone else. I don't believe there is a man with a more perfect figure than mine in this world? Who is your male idol?"


Chapter completed!