Chapter 999 Hello, Sir, Walk Slowly, Sir (5)

Cheng Qingcong and Qin Yinan were the only two people left in the living room.

Qin Yinan was still the same as before, as if Cheng Qingcong was a stranger, minding his own business while leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window and playing with his mobile phone.

Cheng Qingcong stood at the door of the suite and waited.

It's just that today, Cheng Qingcong peeked at Qin Yinan from time to time, as if struggling with something, wanting to walk towards him, but didn't have the courage.

Time passed by bit by bit, and Mr. Smith in the bedroom was still answering the phone.

Cheng Qingcong clenched her hands into fists. If she didn't go to Qin Yinan now, she might not have a chance to see him when he sent Mr. Smith away.

But...he hates her so much. Even if she asks him for help, he is afraid that he will only give her full of disdain and ridicule.

Cheng Qingcong quietly took a half-step towards the direction where Qin Yinan was standing, and finally, she pulled back.

After another five minutes, Mr. Smith came out of the bedroom. Cheng Qingcong put on her polite smile again and sent Mr. Smith and Qin Yinan to the car to leave.

Back in the office, Cheng Qingcong received a text message from her mother returning to Beijing from Europe. She put her phone aside irritably, lay on the table, and stared out the window with sadness.

She should honestly tell her mother about the divorce. It's hard to talk on the phone, so just send text messages...

Cheng Qingcong picked up the phone, stared at the screen, racked her brains for a long time, and started typing on the keyboard. Before typing a few words, the door of the office opened and it was time to clean up the room where Mr. Smith lived. The waiter in the room held a watch in his hand: "Manager Cheng, the tenant left something behind."

Cheng Qingcong hurriedly put down her phone and picked up her watch. She had seen Mr. Smith frequently in the past few days and knew it was his watch. She was afraid that when she just answered the phone, she took off the watch to play with, but because of time constraints, she left it behind. Cheng Qingcong quickly found Mr. Smith's phone and dialed it to remind her that his phone was turned off.

Has the plane taken off?

Cheng Qingcong continued to dial, but still turned off the phone. After struggling for a while, she had to press Qin Yinan's mobile phone number on the landline.

The phone was quickly connected, and Qin Yinan's warm voice came from inside: "Hello, Qin Yinan."

Cheng Qingcong couldn't remember how long it had been since she heard Qin Yinan's voice speaking so loudly. She held the microphone and fell into a trance.

"Hello, may I ask..."

Cheng Qingcong came back to her senses and hurriedly spoke respectfully and politely into the phone: "Hello, Mr. Qin, I am from the Four Seasons Hotel..."

Before Cheng Qingcong finished speaking, Qin Yinan interrupted her with a cold tone: "Is something wrong?"

Cheng Qingcong felt a dull pain in her heart. She held her cell phone and tried to control her tone. She said calmly and softly: "When we were cleaning the room just now, we found Mr. Smith's lost watch. I called his cell phone, but It has been shut down, so I can only contact you..."

Cheng Qingcong paused and then said: "Mr. Qin, do you think you should tell us Mr. Smith's address so that we can send it to him? Or should we give it to you and you can forward it to Mr. Smith..."

"In half an hour, please leave the Four Seasons Hotel." Qin Yinan dropped a few words in a lukewarm tone and hung up the phone directly.

Cheng Qingcong paused for two seconds before realizing what Qin Yinan meant.