82: Chapter 82: Four Withered Leaves; Pretending to be an Elf or a Demon Again?
82: Chapter 82: Four Withered Leaves; Pretending to be an Elf or a Demon Again?
After arriving at the hotel, Su Yunling arranged a room for Gu Zhiqi, where she slept for most of the day, only waking up at 3 p.m.
When she woke up and wanted her computer, she rembered that she had left her belongings in Su Yunling’s car.
She had knocked on the door in the afternoon, but Su Yunling wasn’t there.
She asked Su Luo and found out that he was shooting all day and would probably return to the hotel around this ti, which is why she tid her visit to knock on his door.
If she had known Su Yunling would be like this, she would have knocked on the door a few minutes later.
Gu Zhiqi slightly narrowed her eyes and spoke lazily, “I left so stuff in your car.”
Hearing this, Su Yunling raised an eyebrow, “What stuff?”
“A computer and a paper bag.”
“I’ll have soone bring them to you,” Su Yunling said, then turned to go back to his room to look for his phone.
While Su Yunling was sending a ssage on his phone, he looked up at Gu Zhiqi, standing at the doorway of the room, with a smile, “Do you want to co in and sit in your brother’s room?”
There was a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth, a mischievous and languid charm in his eyes, alluring like a spirit seducing one’s soul.
Gu Zhiqi fell silent, not engaging with him, but simply replied coolly, “A leaf is missing.
It might also be in the car.”
Upon hearing this, Su Yunling’s hand that was sending a ssage paused.
The leaf?
Those four withered leaves?
They were definitely not in the car.
“Why would you keep withered leaves anyway?” Su Yunling asked as he got up to look for any trace of the leaves in the room.
He rembered that he had brought them back to his room.
Hearing Su Yunling’s words, Gu Zhiqi raised an eyebrow and said dismissively, “After all, they are leaves you’ve touched, brother.
It would be a pity if they were lost.”
The nonchalant tone was all too obviously insincere.
Su Yunling, caught on to the perfunctory undertone, realized the child didn’t want to elaborate, so he didn’t press further.
He just laughed softly and continued looking for the leaves.
Eventually, he found his way to the bedroom, and on top of the nightstand next to the bed, he found the four withered leaves.
**
In Yan City, at the Shengxing Hotel.
Gu Huaijin stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his hotel room, gazing at the night view outside, with deep, brooding eyes.
He was holding an unlit cigarette in one hand and a cellphone in the other, sporadically lighting up the screen to glance at it.
“Ding dong ding dong”
The sound of a ssage notification broke the silence in the hotel room, and Gu Huaijin imdiately opened the ssage to read it.
[Assistant Xiao: President, all information regarding the guest in room 812 has been deleted, and it appears that last night’s surveillance footage has been tampered with, missing several sections, leaving no trace of Miss Gu Zhiqi]
Looking at the ssage, Gu Huaijin’s grip on the phone tightened, and his eyes darkened.
He was silent for a long ti before opening another person’s ssage thread and sending a ssage.
[Are you free?]
The reply ca imdiately.
[Fall: ?
What’s up?]
[Fall: No ti]
Gu Huaijin outright ignored the latter ssage.
[Check on Gu Zhiqi’s whereabouts]
After sending this ssage, Gu Huaijin thought for a mont and added another line, [Also restore the surveillance footage and guest information at the Shengxing Hotel]
[Fall: ?
Has that imp been causing trouble again?]
[Fall: Wasn’t she sent to the countryside?]
[Fall: Co on, spill it.
What has that imp done this ti?]
Fall completely disregarded Gu Huaijin’s second ssage and sent a barrage of three ssages in quick succession.
Gu Huaijin frowned slightly at the ssages from Fall and typed four characters in response.
[Look into it quickly]
[Fall: …]
[Fall: Not looking into it!]
[Fall: Why bother with her?
Wouldn’t it be easier to let her fend for herself?]
As Gu Huaijin read Fall’s ssages, his frown deepened, and after a mont, he typed a line of text and sent it.
[Itching for a fight?]
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